[center][h1][b]Ja'karr's Search for the Holocron (Part 1)[/b][/h1][/center] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/J1NoD5j.png[/img][/center] [b]Order of the Free Force base, Tython[/b] After being gone for over a week, Mi'la finally heard the familiar whirring of Ja'Karr's Fury-class approach the main hangar. As she tinkered with one of their salvaged TIE fighters. Slowly, the ship landed and from it emerged Bix, followed by Ja'Karr and Eli. Bix, the re-programmed CIS assassin droid made his way to Mi'la as usual and hugged her. "We're back!" Said the droid with its exagerated accent and usual enthusiasm. "We didn't find anything. But we have returned nonetheless." Ja'Karr walked off deeper into the base without a single word. That was out of character, even for the reserved Force user. Usually he'd wave or ask her how things had been, but this time he simply dissapeared through the temple doors. Eli remained near the ramp, looking a bit shaken. While she couldn't see his facial expressions under the mask she could sense his troubles through the Force. "Bix!" Mi'la shouted as she rushed over to the droid and hugged it back. Metal or not, He was just as much a friend to her as any other person here. "I am just glad everyone made it back safe. Have you two eaten anything... yet...," Mi'la trailed off as Ja'Karr continued walking away without a word or even a greeting gesture. Mi'la's smile faded quickly as she took her working gloves off and wrung them in her hands a bit worriedly. "W-whats wrong? Did something happen?" She asked turning to Eli as he came down as well. She could feel it. No, this wasn't simply them not finding anything, something went wrong. "Eli?" she called to him, getting closer to where she had to slightly look up to him to see his face. Eli gave a small shake of his head as he tried to formulate a sentence. She couldn't see behind the mask, but he was very clearly perturbed. He looked down. "Ja'Karr used some sort of.. dark side ability. I'd never seen anything like it before, it.. It made me nauseous." He said, his voice almost shaky at times, though hard to detect through the mask's filter. "But you, have you been doing alright?" He asked, looking back up to the Twi'lek. Mi'la tilted her head, a look of concern on her face. She sighed slightly as he tried to turn the subject on to her, "I have been fine, I just finished repairing the wing pylon and two of its solar arrays, but the sensor array is still shot...," she mentioned a bit perturbed that she didn't have any parts for it, "YOU, however, are not fine..." She gently reached up and pushed back Eli's hood, and with both hands, unclasped his mask with short a hissing sound as the seal released. She held the mask close to her with both arms as she looked up to him trying to gauge his thoughts. "Even Ja'Karr can have his struggles, nobody is perfect, Eli. Was it the force or the experience that made you uneasy? Maybe you should take a rest and I can bring you something to drink and we can talk about it?" she offered. The hyaenid looked rather downcast, but her motion did give him a little smile. He took a second to get used to the air pressure of this familiar environment again. "It just, didn't feel right." He said, voice warmer without the mask filtering it. "I'm not sure.. But a drink sounds nice." He relaxed his shoulders, his armor now feeling much more weighty, now that he allowed himself to be tired. Yes, a drink, and then some relaxing. That sounds good. Bix chuckled, giving Eli a small bump in the arm. "On the bright side, you two get to actually drink. I just have to sit here and oil my extremeties. And-" The droid cut himself off as his photoreceptors caught something in the distance. He pointed toward the entrance of the hangar and tilted his head. "Who's that?" When Eli and Mi'la turned to see, they spotted a human male in a black shirt, trousers and boots. On his belt were two lightsabers. When Mi'la looked at his face, he looked... familiar, too familiar to he a coincidence. The white mark on his hair confirmed her suspicions. It was Zylas... Somehow, the man who had made her life bearable when she had been held enslaved by the Black Sun was here. "Well then, you go and settle down and I will see to bringing som- Hmm?" Mi'la hummed when Bix called their attention to something. Mi'la gasped as if she had seen a ghost, nearly dropping Eli's mask, catching it, just before it hit the ground. She shakily set it on a toolbox before breathing his name, "Z-Zylas?" She was almost to stunned to move, but she forced herself anyway, just into his path as her eyes were locked on his. "It's you? Here? Wh-h-how? W-wait, Xizor, he's not here is he!?" She stopped him with a hand lightly on his chest, trying to get him to stop for her. Something was wrong, she felt something burning in him, but she couldn't contain herself. Was he finally free too, just like he always wanted? "How did you get here?" There was a moment of silence as she Mi'la walked up to Zylas and stopped him. She seemed to have momentarily paused the dark urge that had brought him here in the first place. His eyes widened the moment he realized it was Mi'la. Standing a foot taller than her, he looked down seeing her stare back with a mix of concern and astonishment. "I escaped." He murmured as one of his gloved hands tightened into a fist. If only she knew how far he had to go to get here. Zylas had abandoned everything he knew just to get here. To do one single thing. That reminded him of his mission. "Where is Ja'karr?" Bix adjusted his monacle and walked forward, standing right behind Mi'la. "Look, man. I don't know who you are. But you can just waltz in here and ask for the boss, you know? Though..." He rubbed his metal chin, looking up at the ceiling for a moment. "Mi'la did recognize you. Um, who are you again?" "Ja'karr? How do you know... why do you-" Mi'la started to question as she backed away for a moment, but it all started forming together. There was a feeling of dread that came over her. The way he spoke, his aura, it reeked of hate, but not aimed at her. "I... I don't think you need to know that...," she said, a pained worried tone wavering in her voice. She looked to Bix briefly, "Zylas helped me keep some sense of sanity when I was a slave...," she answered before looking back at Zylas. "Please..," she pleaded. She didn't want to see eiter of them hurt if he came here meaning to fight like she felt he did. She didn't know why, but the intent was obvious. Eli approached the two from behind Mi'la with a concerned look. He could sense the stranger didn't mean good, and was possibly a threat to the Twi'lek. He came up behind her in an embrace, eying up Zylas. "What do you need Ja'Karr for?" He asked, fearing the worst. Zylas took a deep shaky breath, whatever it was that had brought him here was starting to boil to the surface. He glared at them both, gritting his teeth as he tried to contain it all. "I won't ask again. I don't want to hurt you. Your... 'Master' is a fraud. Tell me where he's gone and get out of my way." Eli could feel that Mi'la was shaking when he embraced her. This couldn't be real, she thought. It had to be a dream. Things don't just happen like this, people from your past didn't just show up like this. It didn't feel real to her, Zylas felt so distant. How have the last three years changed him. "I.... I can't...," Mi'la finally admitted, "you wish to fight with him... I can't bare the thought. Please just tell me why." Zylas sighed, sounding more frustrated by the minute. He reached for his belt, drawing his two lightsabers and igniting them almost simultaneously. The two crimson blades hummed menancingly as he pointed one toward Eli and Mi'la. "I don't want to hurt you. I just want-" Before he could complete his sentence, Mi'la and Eli heard the sound of a blaster and Zylas screaming as he held his midsection, dropping his lightsabers to the floor. Bix chuckled, raising one of his blaster pistols to his voice module. "But I want to!" As the droid walked forward to check on Zylas, he looked up his eyes turning yellow as he outstretched both hands and Force pushed all three of them away from him. He tossed them far enough for Mi'la to fall on top of Eli as they were thrown across the hangar. The assassin droid didn't fair any better. The attack was potent enough to practically disassemble him. Zylas stumbled to his feet, grabbing his lightsaber as stood up. At that moment, Ja'Karr finally entered the hangar and ran over to check on Eli and Mi'la who had been thrown several meters away. "You!" Zylas shouted, igniting his lightsaber again. The human glared at Ja'karr with piercing yellow eyes as he slowly approached. Ja'Karr could feel it, that injury had given him enough drive to precipitate his fall to the Dark Side. Vengeance was driving him and the Dark Side was fueling his desires. "You're a fraud. You left the Jedi and stole their relics. And when my father was sent to retrieve them, you murdered him in cold blood!" In a fit of anger, he cut a nearby crate with his lightsaber, destroying it and the contents within as he approached. "He was doing his duty and you killed him! You're a thief and a filthy murderer!." "That's not what happened, son." Ja'Karr said softly, as he turned to face the young man. "Put your weapons away. Whatever lies were fed to you. It's not worth your life." Mi'la was surprised by the sudden feeling of being thrown through the air. Luckily for her, she landed on Eli, though he probably wouldn't say the same, and she rolled off of him and looked to make sure he was fine. "Are you alri-,"she had started to ask but was stopped in her tracks when she looked up to see Bix in pieces across the hangar. "BIX, NO!" She cried out in horror as she scrambled to make sure his memory components were still intact. If those were destroyed... He could never be rebuilt. "Zylas, please, don't do this!" she begged. Eli grunted as the wind got knocked out of him, being thrown through the air and onto his back He tried to make sure Mi'la landed on him, and when she got up he didn't have time to respond. He got to his feet as quickly as he could, rushing to stand near where the Twi'lek was, in the way of Zylas. He drew his lightsaber hilt from his cloak and ignited it, going to the starting stance of Form III. He was shaking very slightly, nervous as to what was going to happen. "I'll kill you!" Zylas leaped from where he was, making a frontflip in the air as he fell on Ja'Karr in an attempt to cut him down with one swift strike. A pair of lightsabers emerged from Ja'Karr's cloak, igniting themselves in a position to deflect Zyla's strike. He jumped back after being repulsed and charged at Ja'Karr, but was repulsed time and time again by Ja'Karr's floating lightsabers. Every time Zylas got too close, Ja'Karr dashed back placing considerable distance betweem the two while directing his lightsabers in between tnem. Zylas's attacks became more and more agressive as he grew frustrated. For a few moments, all Eli and Mi'la saw was Zylas attempting to chase Ja'Karr down while the Free Force Master kept his distance by dodging attacks and using his telekinesis controlled lightsabers to deflect incoming lightsaber strikes. In the middle of the battle one of the lightsabers cut Zylas in the outer thigh and another on the shoulder before retreating back to Ja'Karr's hands. Zylas shrieked as he dropped his own lightsabers to the ground, holding his fresh wounds. "There's no need for this. You were lied to. Whoever sent you here, they sent you to your death. And I won't be the one to deliver it to you..." Ja'Karr slowly walked toward Zylas, extending a hand to help him to his feet. "Mi'la can take care of you. I can feel your pain. Let us help you." Zylas sitting on his knees on the floor, with his gaze focused downward. Before Ja'Karr could say more, Zylas assaulted him with a blinding stream of Force lightning which Ja'Karr proceeded to counter by using Force absorption. Zylas stood up, pushing back the Free Force Master as the two battled for control. There was a struggle between Zylas, who was determined to kill him and Ja'Karr who was doing his best to not hurt him. However, holding back was causing Ja'Karr to lose in their Force tug of war. Eventually, one of them had to give in. Taking a deep breath, Ja'Karr sought to end the fight once and for all. Pushing forward, he was able to break the hold creating an explosion that blew Zylas backward. Zylas shrieked as he was burned by his own Force lightning and tossed to the floor. The explosion was enough to push him several feet away from where he was standing. An eerie silence fell over the room, as Ja'Karr sighed. He walked over to the young man, crouching next to him to check his pulse. At least... he was still alive. "Mi'la, Eli." He called out, sounding a little out of breath. "Let's take him to the medical bay. I'll decide what to do with him later." Mi'la slowly picked up the memory core for Bix, which luckily didn't sustain any damage from the attack, so they would just need to rebuild his body. She was relieved, but still rattled by the whole ordeal. She kept Bix's memory core close as she approached the unconscious Zylas. She shook her head, still not believing what she was seeing. Why was Zylas here now after so long. What happened after she was taken away? "I have... so many questions. I just don't understand.... I can take im to the med bay if you don't mind carrying him for me," she said now looking over to Eli. She then turned to Ja'karr, "Are you alright?" He could probably tell her mind was a mess between the confusion and the stress, but she seemed to be holding together well enough now that the two weren't fighting. "He didn't hurt you did he?" Between the three of them, they managed to carry an unconcious Zylas to the medical bay. In ancient times, this room had been used by the Jedi to heal their fellows. Since then, however, Ja'Karr had used his considerable wealth to outfit the place with modern medical equipment and even a droid to help Mi'la. This medical room had come in handy on a few ocassions. Particularly when Eli had been wounded after a fight with a Darksider. While the Hyenid's wounds were ugly, Mi'la and the droid managed to patch him up really well and after spending a few days in a bacta tank, he made a full recovery. Now, the room would serve the same purpose for a person who had tried to kill them. The 2-1B medical droid, usually known as Bee activated the moment the group entered and placed Zylas on one of the medical beds. The droid shuffled from his position across the room and brought another one of the medical droids with him. After they settled him in one of the beds, Ja'Karr told Bee to keep a close eye on Zylas and for Mi'la to administer whatever treatment he needed quickly. And, when she was done he needed to be tied down until he could decide what to do with him. It was cold, to say the least. Leaving Zylas' fate vague might have scared Mi'la, but Ja'Karr had no choice. He was dangerous, and while he believed in the possibility of redemption, he also knew of the power of vegeance and how that could corrupt the soul. Once Mi'la finished patching up Zylas' injuries, mostly consisting of low level burns and a few bruises, along with a cuncussion Ja'Kard and Eli left. Ja'Karr thought it best to leave Mi'la with Zylas. Have him wake up to a familiar face, rather than the person he had nust fought. He had warned the Twi'lek to tread carefully around him and call for him should anything go wrong. With that agreed upon, Ja'Karr and Eli finally departed. For a few hours, all Mi'la had as company were the beeps of one of the surgeon droids and the idle chatter of Bee. It made her miss Bix's witty remarks... The monote atmosphere was suddenly interrupted by a light rattle coming from Zylas' bed. As he began to wake up, he struggled against the metallic cuffs keeping him from escaping. Exausted from the previous fight, Zylas' pointless struggle against the cuffs soon ceased. He looked around, spotting Mi'la out of the corner of his eyes. "Mi'la" He said, still panting from the earlier struggle. "Let me go. You don't know what you're doing... Who you're working for!" Mi'la had fallen asleep curled up in a chair that she had found and placed next to Zylas, the passing hours and stress making her tired. When Zylas started struggling, she woke with a start, looking to him like she was surprised he was there once again. After all, it still seemed impossible to her. "Zylas..." she started in a calm voice before she took a deep breathe. She looked him n the eyes for a moment, seeing them overtaken in an amber hue, marking the corruption of the dark side. "When... well... last I saw you, it was right before I was sent on a ship to accompany Xizor's men for... their entertainment. It was going to be quite far, and I never thought I would see you again. The man that I am studying under, not working for, had saved my life, freeing me of the chains I once wore. I have learned so much in these last years, enjoyed things that I had never dreamt of, I have finally been able to become my own person! ...Something my mother had always prayed would come to be...," she said, her eyes looking down. "I know who saved my life, but I do not know who has done this to you. Ja'karr did not want to harm you, and I would be crushed if either of you had died. For a moment, I thought i had lost a close friend... He may have just been a droid to you... but... he means so much more to me, to all of us here." She was silent for a few minutes, her ramblings reminiscent of the thoughts buzzing around inn her mind. "If you had ben successful... I would have been left with nothing once again... and it would have been taken by one of the few people I would have sworn I could trust for all my days. Have you even seen yourself? You have let darkness creep into your heart, and listened to its poison. Your eyes... they aren't those beautiful pools of green I'd get lost in to find my comfort like I had used to. They have taken on shades of amber. I don't know what path someone is trying to lead you down, but I would be fearful of their intent...," she finished. She stood up and checked a few monitors to see how he was doing. "Ja'karr wanted me to help heal you alongside the medical droids, not that he would have to ask, though I did need Eli to carry you here. You also owe Bix a new body.... a more durable one preferably," she said as she sat back down. From his perspective, she did look a lot healthier than what she had used to, stronger too, maybe even [i]filled out[/i] a little more as well. He could even feel a bit of the force within her, could it be that she used the force to help heal him? "I..." Zylas swalled back tears that had inexplicably made their way to his eyes. Soon, that familiar green hue returned to them. At least, he didn't have that terrifying stare in his eyes anymore. Mi'la's words made Zylas think about everything that had transpired. From his escape to his arrival here. He hadn't realized just how much he had hurt his old friend. He couldn't help but feel ashamed... "I'm sorry, Mi'la. I just... I don't know who to believe anynore." Zylas felt that rage boil up again. He growled, pulling on the metal cuffs again. Like before, he soon gave up glancing away from Mi'la as his mind raced. He was so sure that he was right... Mi'la got up and stood over him, gently taking her ad and brushing it against his cheek to turn him to her, meeting her eye to eye. "There they are, just as I remembered," she said with a soft smile, referring to his eyes. "You can always believe in me. I may not always be right, but I will always be honest with you. You have always been there for me, now let me return that favor." Eli sat in his room, a small but comfortable space. He was at the edge of his bed, face in hands. This hadn't been a good day, and his head was swimming with thoughts. Who was Zylas? Why did he try and kill his master? Why hadn't he seen him when they rescued Mi'la? Was Ja'Karr really bad? He leaned back in his seat, scooting backwards to prop himself against the wall adjacent to his bed. He needed to listen to some music, perhaps. Some music, and maybe a drink. While Mi'la did not have the experience or proper study to pick apart someone's emotions, her connection to Zylas was enough where she could at least sense the inner conflict within him. He was confused, angry and regretful all at the same time. The Twi'lek could also sense the Dark Side within him, even if the initial drug-like effects were gone he was still being influence by it. When their eyes met, Zylas couldn't bear to look at her. He turned away the first chance he got. Part of him wanted to believe her, she had no reason to lie to him. Unless... "Mi'la..." He began, taking a deep breath while avoiding her concerned yet confident gaze. "That man who saved you. He's a killer, a thief, and he betrayed the Jedi Order for his own gain." Zylas glanced at her again. Those green eyes which once gave her comfort, had been turned into something else. They were filled with hate and glassy from tears Zylas was holding back. "How much do you really know about him? How much has he really told you...?" Mi'la paced around a bit, thinking back. "I remember that he was born on Sereno to a wealthy family, and spent years in Corasant with the jedi order before leaving for some disagreement.... Not everyone is without a a skeleton in the closet, true, but some shose to seperate from what they were. The least i can say is that he has done nothing to wrong me, and has helped me recover from my past, never instructing me to seek vengence, but to build myself stronger. He has never told me I should go slay someone for revenge.... What has your master veen teaching you? To hate? To spill blood to satisfy your anger? Anyone with the force knows whatbthe dark side is capable of, what it can do if not careful, the poisonous thoughts it can put in your mind. You have been encouraged to soak in this poison to bring you strength, haven't you? It is.... all too tempting... but it is not right. It destroys you from the inside, corrupting everything to the point where tou are willing to hurt even the ones you care about to slake that thirst. I will have no part in it. The only thing i have in this life are the people closest to me, I can't sacrifice them for my own thoughts of revenge for what happened to me. I'd suggest the same for you." She sat back down beside him looking back into his eyes. "I'm sure Ja'karr would like to speak to you as well when you aren't trying to lop his head off. If you have something you must tell me, please, don't keep secrets from me. Let us help you. Let me help you." Two days had passed since Zylas arrived. Ever since their brief conversation, Mi'la's friend had refused to speak to her. Ja'karr had tried speaking with him a few times, though that always ended in Zylas shouting at the Grandmaster to leave him alone. It didn't do well for his condition. Medically, Mi'la and the medical droid saw that Zylas showed symptoms that were commonly seen in addicts. Shakes, paranoia, delusions, and night terrors. He was like a death sticks addict on withdrawal. In the evening, Mi'la had gone over to Ja'karr to ask him about it. He was surprisingly vague about it. [i]"It is what happens to people who fully embrace the Dark Side. It Corrupts them."[/i] He said. [i]"He was desperate and inexperienced. But there is still hope."[/i] At the very least, Mi'la had a chance to possibly redeem him. A few hours later, Ja'karr called for Eli and Mi'la to meet him in the archives room. The room in the old Jedi temple in Tython was filled with tomes and other relics Ja'karr had collected throughout the years. It was extensive, at least for Mi'la and Eli, who had never seen the splendor and magnitude of the Jedi Archives on Coruscant before the Purge. What Ja'Karr had here was dwarfed by the Archives by a considerable margin. Nevertheless, the tomes here had been one of the main teaching tools for the two Force-users. Meeting Ja'karr at the center of the chamber, they stood around a holoprojector table in the middle. "I have been doing some research on the Holocron we were looking for in Onderon." He began, turning on the projector to show a planet. The hologram showed a volcanic planet with a starbase orbiting its axis. "My contacts have tracked to this planet. Mustafar." "Mustafar? That place is dreadful...," Mi'la commented, despite never being there, the place was not one of the planets Mi'la ever wanted to visit. Much less under the pressure of a mission. "Where on the planet is it though? I don't suppose the ones who have it are willing to just hand it to us." Ja'karr sighed as he stared at the hologram. "This is the last place I would ever want to send you. Mustafar lies deep within the territory of the Black Sun syndicate. It serves as their base of operations." He explained, pointing at the starbase orbiting the planet. "However, we are runming out of time. That holocron cannot fall into the wrong hands." Ja'karr was starting to grow desperate. The longer that holocron remained out in the galaxy, the longer they could be in danger. Who knows what kind of things had been locked inside? Neither Luke's Jedi Order nor the Empire could get a hold of the holocron. The only place where it could be safe-guarded and kept away from fanatics was here. "Mi'la." He spoke softly as he approached the Twi'lek. "You've been training non-stop for over a year. You're strong in the Force and determined. I know you can do this... The fate of the galaxy could be resting on this. We must safeguard the holocron." Ja'karr sighed as he stared at the hologram. "This is the last place I would ever want to send you. Mustafar lies deep within the territory of the Black Sun syndicate. It serves as their base of operations." He explained, pointing at the starbase orbiting the planet. "However, we are runming out of time. That holocron cannot fall into the wrong hands." Ja'karr was starting to grow desperate. The longer that holocron remained out in the galaxy, the longer they could be in danger. Who knows what kind of things had been locked inside? Neither Luke's Jedi Order nor the Empire could get a hold of the holocron. The only place where it could be safe-guarded and kept away from fanatics was here. "Mi'la." He spoke softly as he approached the Twi'lek. "You've been training non-stop for over a year. You're strong in the Force and determined. I know you can do this... The fate of the galaxy could be resting on this. We must safeguard the holocron." "But I...," Mi'la started, though her gaze broke from Ja'karr as she looked to the ground. "What if I'm not.... strong enough?" she asked uncertainly. "I'm not like Eli, you, or even Zylas. My force powers are not focused on combat. What if someone finds me?" While Ja'karr couldn't see her due to his blindness, he could sense her uncertainty. "You are undetestimating yourself, young one. Your dominance of the Force, coupled with your defensive lightsaber skills... you are more powerful than you realize." Ja'karr smiled, something he rarely did. "If I knew you couldn't do this, I wouldn't have thought about sending you." His words made her feel a bit proud of what she had achieved, and thankful for his recognition, but despite that, she still felt inadequate and wondered if he was just trying to give her a moral boost. She took a deep breath befoer nodding to him. "I will do my best to not dissapoint you..... but...I'm not going alone.... am I?" she asked warily. "No. Zylas will accompany you." Ja'karr didn't like the idea of sending her along with Zylas. But the two held a deep connection. If there was someone here who could help him, it was Mi'la. "I can sense your concern for him. He's a dear friend to you and you're afraid of what might happen to him." Said Ja'karr as he walked up to Mi'la. "There is still some of his old self within him. No matter what he says, he still cares about you." "I really hope so... he seemed so.... distant. Like he could see and hear me, but not enough to listen. I got through to him for a brief momentand the... he just semed to stop talking to me. Its... painful, to a degree. I've wanted to see him again for so long, and now that he is here it just feels... well... empty." She said as she looked to the ground uncomfortably once more. She desperately wanted the Zylas she knew back, but something in him changed, and she as worried that whatever bond they had was holding on by a string in his mind. A feint connection of time gone by, though only a few years ago. What happened to him? Mi'la shook her head to clear her thoughts and try to press on with the briefing. "You think he would agree to do something for us? Even if it is with me... How would we convince him to do the mission for you? And once we are there, what are we supposed to do then?" "My sources say that the space station orbiting the planet houses the information on the location of the holocron." Said Ja'Karr, his eyes drifting away to look at nowhere in particular. Even when Mi'la knew he was blind, Ja'karr seemed to have a good idea of where everything was. He once explained to her that he could 'see', just not how normal people would be able to. "The station is one of Prince Xizor's pleasure palaces. It is one of the most important too. My contact has assured me that he won't be there, so you and Zylas will have an easier time getting there." Zylas would admittedly be difficult to covince, but there was one way Mi'la could try and get him on board. "Appeal to his desire for revenge. Against me... and Xizor. Deep inside, he wants to protect you. I know he won't let you go alone." Mi'la was already uncomfortable with where they were going, but now that one of Xizor's palaces were mentioned, she was even more unsure. If she was captured.... no, she couldn't think like that. It would start down a dark road in her mind she didn't want to traverse again. When Ja'karr spoke of convincing Zylas, she couldn't help but think it was a little backhanded of a way to get him to help. "I'm not one to manipulate the minds of my friends, master... It wouldn't be right. I will try to convince him, but, the right way," she said, though with how Zylas was acting, she didn't know if he woud listen to her. Ja'karr smiled. If there was something that defined Mi'la, it was her kindness and her honesty. Her faith to her friends, both Eli and now Zylas made her a reliable and trustworthy person. She would have made a fine Jedi... "I know you would. He'll never forget your kindness." Walking back to the hologram, he turned off the display. "Keep in touch. If anything happens, return right away. As significant as the holocron is, I don't want you to give your life or Zylas' for it." Turning his head to look at her, he smiled. "May the Force be with you, Mi'la." Ja'karr walked off into an adjacent room. His famed 'office'. It was a chamber that neither Mi'la nor Eli had ever been inside of. When they first met, Ja'karr had made it clear that they were free to roam the temple, with the exception to that one room.