[center][h1]Roka Zale[/h1][/center]

Roka nodded and smiled, though the grin faded as he saw the Republic transports come into view and the gathered Jedi start loading into the shuttles. "I think we could either join up with their mothership once we reach orbit, or even keep apart and go to Taris on our own. My ship is equipped with a hyperdrive, and is quite fast, we may even arrive before they do." He said, starting off in the direction of his ship, docked at a hanger not far from the Temple. "Though we can make that decision in the air, I'm quite uncaring as to the method of our arrival, other than me having my ship at the end of this."

After a moments walk, the pair came to the hanger, a line of ships and hovercars designed for spaceflight or city flying. Heading down the line, Roka stopped in front of a small cargo ship, kept practically pristine with the name [b][i]STEADFAST[/i][/b] painted in a bold purple along the side. "Here she is, friend." He said, the pride obvious in his voice. "More of a home than the Temple to me most days." After paying the attendant for the time parked, Roka and Damar boarded the ship.

At the first chance he got, Roka took off his oppressive outer robe and tossed it to the side, his Force-assisted aim allowing him to land it on a hanger near the door. It was followed by the lighter tan robes underneath, leaving Roka in his street clothes, the ones designed to help him blend into a crowd instead of marking him as a Jedi. A sharp observer would also note that Roka didn't seem to carry his lightsaber on him anywhere. "Apologies for that brother, but I felt the need to get more comfortable, those robes have always felt heavy. There are quarters down that hall, mess area and common space through there, and cockpit just up ahead. Feel free to take the pilots seat, but don't touch anything unless I ask you to, she can be a handful at time. I'm going to get clearance for launch, feel free to do whatever you need."

[@Zeroth]