A bag over her head stopped her from using her powers. Jess filled that away under potentially useful information. She made a hand gesuture to the crew, ordering them to keep back as she entered the storage area and began rifling through bags. Knowing her people wouldn't be satisfied with just watching she began randomly throwing bags of possesions back along the corridor. They sailed along in zero G until a crewman or a bulkhead stopped them. Finally she found a black bag with a grey ribbon and pulled it open. Inside was a book,an honest to Goddess paper book. Jess had seen them in museums as a child but never actually handled one. Holding it by the spine she thummed through the pages, a process made exaggeratedly slow by the lack of gravity. The inside of the book was filled with diagrams and numbers, nothing that made sense to Jess, though she though maybe some of the math was familiar from her long ago course at the academy in which they had all rejoiced that computers actually made the computations for jumps through the multidimension of Parallax Space.

"Well what did I expect," Jessica muttered more or less to herself, "X marks the spot?" In truth that wasn't far from what she HAD expected, that the Navigator would be alive and remember the course, and agree to show it to her. Still it was more than she had, and the Navigator's journal was worth something even if she couldn't decode it. A sudden tapping translated through the ships metal floor. Jessica turned and looked down the hall to find Jacobis tapping her wrist in the universal sign for 'time'. Jessica pulled the stop watch from her pocket. Seven minutes.

"Alright, well, you are welcome to come with us," she told the Starborn, "Infact if you dont want to wind up in custody or freezing to death I recommend you do. We hid the jump signature on the way in by dropping in pretty far out system. THey will finger us for sure this time and if we aren't out of here quick it will be kitty bar the door. The Hedge dosen't mess around with blockade runners."