[b][i]Kaylee Starsmore and TyrellOmi-Ren/Aboard the Nighthawk[/i][/b]
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Thriik paused as she responded. “So, Jedi Starsmore. Just who exactly is this Master Skywalker? I’ve heard reports about him, but as of now the only Skywalker I know off is one Anakin Skywalker who died with the Jedi Order. I suspect that your Master is merely using his name to gain notoriety-”

“Thriik, that's enough.” Tyrell came walking through the doors to the machine room into the spacious cargo bay. He bowed his head out of respect to the woman present to Thriiks grilling. “Jedi Knight Tyrell Omi-Ren, at your service.”  Tyrell then turned to Thriik. “She is our guest on our mission to Nal Hutta, she will help us to find Grakkus’ hidden vault of Jedi artifacts. That’s something you can get behind, right Thriik?” 

He grumbled as he stormed out. Tyrell smiled at the Jedi. “Sorry about that, he’s a bit protective over everything we’ve done. Nice to meet you…?” He trailed off in order to allow the Jedi to introduce herself.

“Kaylee Starsmore.” She replied, somewhat taken aback by the Gotal’s sudden interrogation. She wasn’t accustomed to people questioning Master Skywalker’s legitimacy, and she had the urge to defend her master’s honor, as well as her own as the Gotal’s accusation had challenged her legitimacy as well as that of the entire New Jedi Order. 

“I’m sorry, Tyrell, did you say that we’re looking for the hidden vault of Grakkus the Hutt?-” Kaylee asked in surprise. She had heard of the Hutt. Master Skywalker had mentioned his own run in with the gangster, but she was under the impression that the artifacts that the Hutt had collected were lost. The thought of taking possession of such a treasure and what it could mean for the Order to reclaim these artifacts excited her. “-Where do we begin?”

Tyrell sensed that she was rattled, offering her a reassuring smile. “Yes we are Kaylee, we’ve had reports from Megalox that Grakkus is claiming that his escape is coming and once he does he will reclaim his place and position as a high ranking member of the hutt cartel thanks to the ‘possessions he has left behind’. Knowing what Grakkus is famed for myself and my master believe that this can only mean more Jedi Artifacts, ones that Darth Vader didn’t manage to confiscate from Grakkus’ palace.” He indicated that she should walk with him through the ship. Walking through the cargo bay she would feel a pull towards one of the escape pods, while it looked like the other pod it was in fact retrofitted into a safe. Full of several Jedi artifacts and as such radiating in the Force.

As they walked through the cargo bay and through the doors to the machine shop she would see various training remotes, wooden practice sabers and trinkets that gave the ship a lived in feel. “Once we’re in the palace we’re going to go to Grakkus chambers and find something, anything, that belonged to him. I have a… unique skill within the Force. It allows me to get images, feelings and impressions from touching an object. We’re hoping that will lead us to the vault.”

The very mention of Darth Vader, the Dark Lord of the Sith who had served as the Emperor’s enforcer was enough to send a chill down Kaylee’s spine. She had heard stories of the legendary Sith who had hunted down and killed most of the Jedi who had survived the initial Jedi Purge at the end of the Clone Wars. When she had been a child, and she started to become aware of her attunement to the Force, the fear of being found by the Empire, and specifically Lord Vader himself had kept her up at night. However, she pushed those feelings deep down inside as Tyrell led her through the ship, afterall, Vader and the Emperor were dead, and she no longer had anything to fear from them. 

Kaylee listened to Tyrell as he led her through the ship’s cargo hold. She was amazed by how much this particular area of the ship radiated with the Force. Then something that Tyrell said got her attention.

“Like Psychometry?-” Kaylee said, unable to mask her surprise. She was only vaguely familiar with that particular Force gift. She had found some mention of it in one of the tomes that Master Skywalker had collected, however, the information in that particular volume was somewhat limited, and she had never met anyone who professed to possess that particular gift. “-Do you really think that it will lead us to Grakkus’ lost collection?”

Tyrell nodded. “That is what I’ve been told it is called. So yes, exactly like that.” He frowned as they went through the door of the machine shop into the common room. Doors were laid all around it into the various different cabins. “If it doesn’t work we’ll have to go take more old fashioned measures. Though I’m hoping this will work as we’ve tried to get permission to get into Megalox to see Grakkus but we’ve not made much headway, though perhaps with your help we could-” He stroked his chin, not that there was anything more there than just a little bit of stubble. He may have acted older and wiser than he really was at times, but he was still only in his early twenties. 

He pointed out a cabin and hit the buttons beside it, opening up to a musty cabin that obviously hadn’t been in use. “This’ll be yours. Feel free to set a lock, and set up shop.” He pointed at one of the doors closer to the cockpit. “That one’s mine, beside it is Relani and Thriik is across from you. The one farthest away from everyone else.”

“Do you think he’ll be alright with that? He doesn’t seem to like me very much.-” Kaylee said. “-but thank you, this will be perfect.” She continued as she opened the door to her cabin to store her bag. Once she had stowed her bag, she turned to Tyrell, who she just realized looked to be about her age, maybe only a couple of years older. She had to admit that she was impressed by the young Jedi Knight, he had been all over the galaxy hunting for Jedi artifacts, seeing and doing things that she could only dream of, while she had been spending her days stranded on Yavin IV, longing to do half of the things that this man had seemingly been doing all along. 

“But why would I be able to help get us access to Grakkus in Megalox?” She asked, going back to his earlier statement.

Tyrell shrugged. “He’ll get used to you, besides it's not like we’re putting you right next door. Just don’t do anything to make him think you’re trying to steal any form of artifact and you’ll get along fine. Helps if you get him some form of artifact, or get him talking about the ‘Golden Age of Jedi.” He chuckled slightly to himself. “Just make sure you have a couple of hours.” He stretched as he guided them towards the cockpit.
“I’ll keep that in mind.” Kaylee said in reference to the less than friendly Gotal. She did hope that Tyrell was right, and that he would come around. Though she found the prospect of sitting down with him and discussing Jedi history with him to be a downright terrifying idea, perhaps the Gotal could provide her with insight that she hadn’t had before, and it might be something worth considering.

“Megalox is one of those interesting prisons that changes with the times, it really belongs to whoever holds Galactic Power. There’s probably still some Separatist criminals in there, and some from before the Clone Wars. Very few people travel down to the surface of Megalox, as you can only go through a highly secure turbolift as the planet’s gravity would crush any ship or anyone trying to enter. You being a Jedi would score us points with the guards who could give us access to Grakkus, and then also bring us back to the surface once we were done.”

At first she was slightly puzzled by Tyrell’s words. Was he not a Jedi? Wouldn’t his showing up at Megalox with his credentials be enough to garner enough favor to get him in to see the Hutt? Just as she was about to say as much, the realization that while he may in fact be a Jedi in the stricter sense of the word, he was not one of Master Skywalker’s Jedi. He was not a member of the New Republic’s Jedi Order, and then it made sense to her. 

“I understand.-” She said. “Perhaps we should get on our way then.” She finished, barely able to contain her excitement for the journey ahead.