Surta would soon witness a young woman clad in extravagant red attire come out to meet the weapons dealer. They were meeting in the back of a casino, where trucks came to unload goods. Today one of those trucks belonged to the weapons dealer, and had pulled up in the docks. "Let's make this quick, I'm on a roll and I want to get back before the good vibes wear off." She said. The dealer looked around perplexed.

"You don't got anybody here with you?" He let out a chuckle and shrugged. "Whatever Ms. Flambe, none of my business, just seems risky." He said. The woman let out an impatient sigh. "Alright alright, quick I got it." He had the large man with him go to the truck and open the back. Inside it was full of crates. "One thousand of those rifles you people wanted. Hey, you'll let me meet your boss now, right?"

"Hold on." Flambe walked over to the truck and opened one of the crates. She pulled out a pristine rifle and looked it over. "I'd like to see how effective these really are. The sample you gave to those drug pushers was destroyed it seems."

"Whoa, you're not gonna test it on my guy here are you?" The dealer pointed to his guard, who looked visibly agitated to say the least. Flambe looked at him as if he'd just spoken gibberish. 

"Huh?... Why would I do that? Just what kind of organisation do you think this is?" She said, dumbfounded. 

"Well, you know... I've heard some things about you guys, and uh, you know in the holos..."

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As Kale was walking through the military base he stopped as Gloopra called him. "I plan on helping here, can't just sit inside the base all day after all. Besides, it's entirely possible other force sensitives may show themselves. Also, I think it goes without saying, but walking straight into what is likely enemy territory unprepared is a bad idea." Kale continued, finding his way to the outside of the base. The multitude of bodies had already been cleaned up by service droids, though the smell of blood and viscera had not completely gone away. He found Lahana boarding a transport truck being driven by Fufuro. 

"H-hello master." She whispered. 

"Hello padawan." Kale said. Lahana tried to hid her face with her hair, not that it particularly worked. "I take it you had an interesting conversation with Anari?" Lahana nodded her head. "So, what have you learned?"

"That I'm not ready, and that I need to... control myself, and think about things."

"Well obviously, I've had that told you as much at least twenty times. But now you understand why I repeated myself so much, don't you?"

"Yes master..."

"Good, now lets go." Her master said, entering the large transport vehicle. Once anyone else that wanted to join the mission got in they would take off.