[center][h2] Koraline Okarr [/h2][/center]

I nod absently at Zar'kun's words. I try to focus mostly on hot wiring the control panel to keep all functions online. Still, I can hear the voice becoming me to give in to allow my ship to be dragged away. I try to drowned it out by thinking about... my parents. Well, my mother figure and my father figure. Joliee the Hutt, her larger than life face caked in stage makeup and sloppy lipstick. Niko Okarr, the old smuggler whose ship I stowed away on. Who took me under his wing and gave me a place on his crew, then later gave me his hat, then his ship, then his name. "This ship is yours, Niko. I'm not gonna lose it today!"

[center][h2] Millu'ci'vanda [/h2][/center]

I try to focus my mind on something other than the soothing voice trying lure me away. I reach deep into my thoughts and pull up the memory of... a man. Old, with gray hair and a beard, yet still standing tall and strong. He smiles at me through a blizzard, and offers his hand to a very young Chiss girl. "Kallus Twilight... Give me the strength resist. Give me guidance on how to escape this mound of metal that holds us."