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6 yrs ago
Current Space: The final frontier. The womb: The first frontier. Somewhere between those two: the ocean.
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6 yrs ago
Lost? Confused? Lacking direction? Need to find a purpose in your life?
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Zir Go led Ph'tulka up the cargo ramp, in through the ship to where the normal airlock was. The Bith unscrewed the paneling to reveal the docking arms. Ph'tulka Then took some tools and devices from his bag and began working on installing the upgrade.




Daka stood on the bridge of the Executor. Staring out into space. His mind elsewhere as he mentally scanned the planet. He had his men running a sensor sweep as well, but sensor sweeps tended to miss Jedi.
He hated that he had been ordered to Jaku, just because a group of inexperienced Sith playing at the Inquisition happened upon some intel. The Imperial Navy had been ignoring, as it wasn’t really important. A rebel base in the out rim. However, when a Sith brought it up through their chain of command, Daka gets ordered to check it out. “I want all communications to and from that planet monitored.”


“So, how’s the husband?” Zir asked the Bith. “Oh, you know. He’s great.” Ph'tulka responded as they made their way to the ship to install the upgrade.
I'll stake my interest. I'm considering a force wielder but am hesitant to call them a Grey Jedi. They would definitely fall into that broader category, using both light side and dark side force powers and philosophies. I'll just start work on it. I read that the Jedi Order splintered, so I was hoping I could create my own sort of force tradition. Built on the remnants of the old ones.


“Of course.” The Bith said. “May I inquire why you need to board a ship in Hyperspace?” Zir chuckled in response to the question. “Only because I trust you not to rat me out to the Empire.” This earned a chuckle from the Bith. “I’m intercepting an Imperial Transport. They can’t call or receive reinforcements from Hyperspace.” Zir explained. “That’s true.” Ph'tulka retorted.
The ship jumped out of hyperspace above Jaku. “Remember what we are doing is drastically illegal.” He said as he brought the ship down onto a dilapidated shipyard. “Must remind you of your training. Being back here.” The rundown shipyard belonged to Ph'tulka Hos. Some of the ships were stripped for parts, and a few other in for repairs or upgrades.
From the cockpit, he could see a door open, Bith Mechanic in the doorway. “Keep out of sight, unless you want to be blown to shit.” Zir got up and ran down the halls of his ship, to open the cargo ramp, as he ran through the cargo hold, he grabbed a bag full of credits and walked out to greet Ph'tulka. “Hey.” He tossed the bag at the Bith’s feet. “You got the hooks?”
“Ph'tulka doesn’t just let people finish their apprenticeship. It’s about keeping secrets. If your gonna insist on this foolish lie, I’m gonna need you stay onboard.”
"Which is exactly why I doubt you've ever worked with him. Ph'tulka may run less than legal business arrangments, and as such, doesn't take on apprentices who will leave." He explained. "Last time I was there, I got to experience the funeral of his last apprentice, who he shot in the face for wanting to move back his home town. The fact that I met you on Dagobah means either your lying or Ph'tulka Hos wants you dead." He turned in his chair to face Blaine. "No judgement, just be upfront. I'd prefer the truth, and avoid an incident early."
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