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[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*As her hopefuls battled it out amongst themselves, it left her free to search the galaxy for various information spread throughout. One thing that had never been revealed was her master's master. Somewhere along the road there had to have been another that taught him the same ways she had learned. Where the path started she didn't know. Rajani grabbed her packs of supplies and various equipment and entered her ship. Next stop? She wasn't sure. It would be wherever the force led her.*

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*Once outside orbit of Nar Shaddaa, she closed her eyes feeling through the Force where a pull might lead her. Her fingers glide over the controls of the ship's system and enters a coordinate....the Bright Jewel Systems Cluster....the planet known as Ord Mantell. Little did she know what was about to unfurl. There was an ancient darkness working to bring her here. It was out of a need of self-preservation and more that lulled her to the busy starport....a need of freedom.*

[Sage Trilgus/Ayame Trilgus]

Sage's ship left the planet of nar shadda after the confrontation with his sister and her assassin's. He relaxes for a moment but suddenly feels very strange, like every thing slowed down around him getting extremely quiet. He can hear a beeping noise.

"This cant be good." He said to him self.

Theres a explosion, most of the ship is spared but it wont move sage is drifting in space. He grabs a radio and trys to contact a nearby ship or some one that could help.

"This is sage trilgus i need help, my ship is inactive it will not move i need a tow in to the nearest planet, can any one hear me?"

[Triune]

*The light Freighter, The Tempest hummed as it came to a rest in Bay 117 at the Ord Mantell Starport. The hull was pocked with blast marks which weren't there when it took off. If the Bay crew noticed they didn't show it. The Tempest often had 'trouble' on runs but then again its captain took the hardest and some would say most dangerous runs. She never failed to bring her cargo to port or make it back again. Some old hands called her the best pilot ever to fly out of Ord Mantell.
She walked down the ramp, her flightsuit fitting her slender frame well. Her white hair tied back in a ponytail she made a circuit around her ship checking on it with practiced care. One of those old hands came over to her.*

"Looks like you cut'er close this time 'Ray. Couple of those shots coulda really caused you problems if they were just a meter or two t'other way."

*Sayre, 'Ray' to most smirked at the hand and patted him on the shoulder*

"They haven't made a blockade that I can't run, Bear. You oughta know that by now."

"Yeah you always say that. Oh mind if we park another ship in here? It's a two slip bay afterall and the Port's kinda full."

"No problem Bear just make sure they don't smudge the paintjob." She laughted and walked back to her ship to get her belongings.

[Sage Trilgus/Ayame Trilgus]

A voice comes over the com. "Sage trilgus we hear you loud and clear we are gonna tow you in hang while we get hooked up."

Sage hears the voice and sigh with relief.

"I hear you loud and clear thanks alot sage out." He said.

The ship shakes as they hook up to sage's, eventually they begin to move toward Ord Mantell so sage could get his ship repaired. Moments later they land and sage exits his ship to give the people that towed him in thanks. He move around the back of his ship and looked at where the explosion was at, he jumped back started cussing. He kicked the side of the ship with is foot.

"D**n it im gonna get that sorry excuse for a jedi if its the last thing i do." He screamed.

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*The ship came out of hyperspace above the planet. Ships were seen coming in and out of orbit as smugglers made their runs and pirates too. A scuttle between a couple of ships could be seen in the distance and it brought a smile to Rajani's face. She lived for discontent and mischief. The only bad thing was trying to get a clear fix on what it was that had drawn her to this planet of all on the along the outer rim. Her master spoke little of his life before or even as a young apprentice. When she became curious, he would rebuke her and punish her for letting her mind wander. Always sticking her to her studies and her training. He made it seem as if there was time for little else. Every plan...every action was laid out perfectly with several side options in case part of the plan fell through. The best medicine for getting anything done, was being flexible but not forgetting your goal. These were objectives taught to her and embedded into her mind. Yet, among the confusion and the struggle of life on Ord Mantell, there was a deeper something below. Battles were waged here, but she sensed something even more. This was a time when she wished she had access to the Bothan Spynetwork's computers and information. She had a feeling something very important had happened here....she just had to find what. Sending her codes to the nearest docking bay, she waited for clearance of the stolen pirate codes before sending her ship down. Oddly enough...the codes she had used were so ancient that in the computers, information on a Gurv popped up. Old files immediately popped up on the security screens of all of the dealings and more importantly of a name that hadn't been mentioned for years. The name was Pheonix....only one dockmaster recognized the name. It sent chills through his spine as he recalled the news reports as a child of the mysterious unveiling of this Pheonix.....Kyra Maans. Orders were thrown out and officials hurried out to meet this incoming ship. These codes had to have been stolen. The only problem was that the owner of the codes didn't know the ruckous that had been uplifted when she sent them the information.*

[Triune]

*Sayre fiddled around in her ship, picking up the stuff she'd need for her time a'port. She wasn't a very neat person to begin with so things were scattered all over the place. Eventually she got everything and left the Tempest only to walk into the flurry of activity. She caught one of the officers*

"What's going on? Republic inspection cruiser?" She would have to do a bit more cleaning if it was. The officer shook his head.

"Someone's coming in on an old pirate code. Everyone's been alerted incase of trouble." He ran off.

*Sayre chuckled, hell people bought and sold those old codes all the time. She ambled in the direction of the running officials. She wanted to see the look on everyone's faces*

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*As soon as the ship had landed on the pad, officials streamed into the bay. Rajani watched with mild amusement. She could sense the fear upon them all and upon their faces. Oh, something wonderful must have happened. Was one of her hopefuls getting a loose tongue or was this another matter? She unbuckled her safety harness and heard the words of the port official.*

"Stay inside your vessel. An inspection crew will be coming aboard. Please stay seated in the cockpit and await further instructions. Power down your ship completely and open the ramp door."

*She complied and sat back in her chair. The good thing was that she was dressed as any other spacer. Her hair was back in a neat bun and she wore a black and blue flightsuit with an emblem on the left lapel. It was a common uniform of those who were loyal to the Sullistan Clan Merchants. They were known to frequent this planet and trade their goods.*

*The officials came aboard her ship as two came into the cockpit to ask her questions. Others with scanners and other security devices scanned the ship completely looking for any evidence of illegal activity. Phoenix had been wanted here for some time, but they knew her to be long dead. What they didn't know was if her organization was still standing. Finding no wrongs within the ship, she was cleared and allowed to leave. However, the dockmaster glared at her as she left the ship with a huge smile on her face. He turned to one of his subordinates and whispered to him.*

"Watch her. I don't trust her one bit. She's up to something."

[Triune]

*Sayre was at the bay entrance, leaning against the wall watching the proceedings. She heard the rumors flying already but doubted most of them though one did intrigue her. However, the idea that the Phoenix was STILL around was completely unfounded. She knew from her uncle Rav the Phoenix was long dead. Still she was curious enough to stick around. She was a long time resident of the place so stood there with her blue skin and white hair visible to the world.*

[Devlen Del-Arshu]

*Amost immediately after the inspection crews returned to their posts, another high alert was issued. An old military cruiser, an artifact from the Great War, had just exited hyperspace. Rusting and dilapadated, more than half the systems were offline. The odd thing was when an inspection craft made a scanning run on the ship, the readings read out only one life form on the ship, and no functioning droids. After several tense minutes te life form shifted, seemingly phasing throughout the hull. Finally a shuttle headed down towards the planet as the ghost ship disappeared into hyperspace...*

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*She moved past the officials and went about her business. Only once did her eyes stray as she regarded a female with a strange aura around her. There was a tie to her in this place somehow. She didn't understand exactly how or why. Turning her deep brown gaze back in front of her, she entered the busy streets. The hustle and bustle of the port made it hard to do much of anything. Yet, she heard what seemed like a strange echo of a very painful past. Pausing in an alleyway, she knelt down to a dark stain upon the concrete. From her experience it looked like blood. She turned her gaze upward and saw that the area was well protected by awnings from the effects of the weather. This was preserved from something. Her hand reached out and touched the spot as if it could speak to her. It was very brief but there was a flash as two faces appeared before her. One of those faces was that of the woman she had just met back at the port. What was going on here? She reached to her pocket and chipped some of the concrete away with the blood. Once she went back to her ship, she could do some tests on it and see what she could find out.*

[Triune]

*The woman looked like a spacer, dressed like a spacer but Sayre's gut told her different. A pilot learned to trust her gut instincts. The Second Alert came and that was Sayre's cue to head for her home away from ship, A little cantina that had no name other then 'Slab's place'. She walked through the streets with the quiet aire of a 'local' even though she stood out due to her skin and hair.*

[Devlen Del-Arshu]

*The moment the shuttle touched down, a squad of security guards approached the craft. The rusting vessel's loading ramp opened slowly, jamming halfway before something inside broke and the ramp came down with a smash. As the dust settled the distinct clump sound of heavy boots broke the silence at regular intervals. Emerging from the smoke came Saj in one of his rare appearances in public since his return. Hooded and cloaked, his wispy white hair streamed out from beneath the shadows. A security guard immediately approached him to question him, but a quiet mutter emerged from the hood as the guard fell silent, returning back into formation. The rest of the guard remained quiet as the silent figure walked on into the city...*

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*She pocketed the 'evidence' and made her way towards the cantina. A nice drink and a few loose lips of some of the patrons might reveal some information she needed. She stood up and made her way back into the busy streets and headed for the closest cantina. Little did she know of the arrival of another strange vessel or that the key to her investigation was just inside the rough and tumble pit of drunkenness.*

[Triune]

*She sat at a table on a small alcove by the bar. This was the 'Special table' one reserved for Slab's friends. The large Besalisk known to everyone as Slab was particular about that little rule. Sayre ate at the meal of veggies that Slab had shipped in just for her and drank at the light wine that came with it. It was a busy night at the cantina and Slab was turning a brisk trade.*