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 PostPosted: Fri Aug 10, 2007 7:08 pm Reply with quote  
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  Tenrek Tunwol

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Just a learning RP for Dezzi, and I.

Danzer, second planet from the Essessia sector's primary star. It was a desolate planet with a small population of roughly four hundred million. However, those four hundred million inhabitants were mostly warriors. Vicious individuals who lived for death and destruction. That much was evident in their declining population.

A few thousand years ago, the humans who had come to populate the rocky world had numbered close to a billion, but over time had wiped themselves out in countless wars, and smaller conflicts. There were a few reasonable men and women among them, not the products that their environment tended to create. Tenrek was truly surprised at that fact, and even more so when a few of those individuals had agreed to meet representatives of the Jedi Order to resolve the problems they were having.

Sadly, this race was a space faring one, and had somehow accumulated funds for a few dozen transports, and had stolen others. This wouldn't normally be a problem, except that the last two times the Inserri as they called themselves had used those transports, nearly thirty civilians and eleven Essessia defense personnel had died, and now the Essessian planetary government was seriously considering war and right now, no section of the galaxy needed the problems that came with interplanetary war.

The Republic had already resolved to impose trade sanctions on the planet for it's actions, however much good that would do, but they still needed to diffuse the potential bloodbath that was approaching. Negotiations, however would not be easy, as the Inserri believed they were in their rights to attack Esseles. From what Tenrek understood, The Czerka Corporation's office on Esseles had surveyed Danzer, and discovered various minerals under the surface of the planet used for the production of the metal used in starship hulls. Not really caring about the natives, and figuring since the planet did not have a presence in the Senate, that no one would care if they set up shop, they created several settlements near Inserri cities and began strip mining vast sections of the planet.

Everything was fine for a month, until the Inserri decided that they didn't like their planet being destroyed, no matter how much of a wasteland it was, and attacked Czerka Corporation holdings. Czerka, of course, fought back, killing numerous Inserri, sometimes going as far as wiping out entire settlements of men, women and children just to get to better mining locations. It took a while, but the Inserri banded together, and after more losses than even Czerka could stomach, they left the planet. Shortly after, the first attacks on Esseles' soil occurred, and that's when the Republic was called in to help, and the Senate in turn called on the Jedi, the renowned negotiators.

In truth, they couldn't have picked a worse pair for the resolution. While he carried the green blade of the Jedi Consular, Tenrek was anything but. It merely came down to his color preference, which had earned him more than a few frowns and lectures from Master Kavar back in his days as a Padawan, and his own Padawan, Dezzi, was hot headed and unpredictable, which was very bad for a situation such as this. He would have to remind him not to speak unless spoken to directly.

However, they were one of the better teams suited for combat, and maybe the Council had anticipated that no matter how good the negotiators, this would come to battle, and what better pair to be in the midst of it than Tenrek, and Dezzie. Sadly, they could not just tell the Inserri that the corporation that attacked them would be dealt with, as the Republic had no proof of Czerka's actions. That was always the case with the company.

Sighing to himself, he rubbed his eyes with his hands, and looked over to Dezzi, feeling the impatience, and low undercurrent of annoyance radiating from the man. "Stay calm, Dezzi. If you go into this situation with the mindset that there's going to be a fight, then there will be one. Don't go looking for conflict. We will be landing soon, and you must appear calm, and understanding."

Looking out the viewport on his side of the shuttle, Tenrek narrowed his eyes at the small city now growing somewhat larger as they descended further into the atmosphere. Danzer had probably never been visited by Jedi. He wondered how the locals would react. Pipping up from beside him, Dezzi said, "I'm perfectly calm, Master. Nothin' to worry about."

The man's smug grin did not go unnoticed by Tenrek, but he let it go. He had long since resolved himself to not being able to correct Dezzi's attitude and personality quirks. The best he could do now was to guide him down the right path, even with his borderline dark nature.

Feeling the shuttle rock a bit from the rough landing on the uneven ground, Tenrek stood and made his way to the back of the shuttle with Dezzi in tow. Hitting the ramp release, he strode down the ramp, exuding confidence and authority, but also tranquility at the same time. It was a delicate balance that needed to be maintained if the negotiations were going to succeed.

As they reached the bottom of the ramp, they were greeted by four delegates of the Inserri people, three men and two women dressed in simple, yet stylish white robes with gold accents. After the introductions, the four led the way, and Tenrek and Dezzi followed silently.


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 PostPosted: Fri Aug 10, 2007 7:27 pm Reply with quote  
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The entire trip was nothing but a boring reaffirmation of how much it could suck to be a Jedi sometimes. Cramped, uncomfortable, and hungry. It was all he ever felt when he traveled with Master Tenrek and he had the sneaking suspicion that his mentor did it on purpose. On top of the stuffy transports, there were always loads of datacards to read through. Endless words which meant little to nothing to him. Dezzi hated reading.

He held that smug grin for a few more seconds, milking every credit's worth of annoyance he could manage. Payback was all he ever had to look forward to. And even if he could only achieve it with the chance, off-hand, snide remark or a cheesy, "I could care less" grin, it made the dull trips a bit more tolerable.

"So how long we gotta be here for, Master?" Dezzi, as expected, had decided to skim through the mission briefings and opted for a well-spent nap half-way through hyperspace. He caught the gist though; Something about some people fighting over land and a bunch more stuff that didn't make any sense at all to him. "This place is getting annoying already. Think they have any good places to get a drink?"

Patience or tact certainly weren't virtues the young Dezzi was known for.


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 PostPosted: Fri Aug 10, 2007 8:35 pm Reply with quote  
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Tenrek winced at the man's question, knowing that the delegates were still very well in earshot, and Dezzi didn't do much to keep his voice low. However, the delegates chose to ignore the young man, and continued on through the small city, occasionally pointing out a few points of interest, cantinas, and various markets.

"As long as it takes. You know matters such as these can be delicate," said Tenrek. However, no matter how much Dezzi knew something, whether he cared about it was a completely different story in his experience. "And we'll have to wait to get a drink. Just try not to offend the locals why we're here. I don't want to have to explain yet again to the council about why we failed a diplomatic mission. We're already gaining a reputation as a combat team, and there are rumors that the Council might have us circulated out to the more quiet sectors of the Galaxy if we don't at least show results in other fields. But enough of that for now, I need you to stay quiet during the proceedings."

Coming to a relatively tall, brown building constructed from some form of duracrete. It didn't seem to be holding up very well, though, as the edges of the building were cracking and crumbling and the sides of the building were discolored in several places. Tenrek had doubts about the structural integrity of the building, but it didn't seem to bother the delegates as they walked straight to the door, slid a small card and stood to the sides for the Jedi to enter first.

Tenrek bowed slightly, acknowledging the gesture and made his way through with Dezzi just behind him. Standing to the side, a few feet past the door, Tenrek waited for the delegates to lead the way to the room where the negotiations would take place. Much to his displeasure, and he was certain Dezzi's as well, the building was not cooled. He knew they had the technology, but the society as a whole must have viewed using air conditioning as a weakness. He was beginning to regret dressing in the traditional Jedi robes.

As the delegates led them into the room, Tenrek raised an eyebrow at the size of the massive table in the middle, and the numerous individuals already seated. Only three others wore the robes that the delegates wore. The rest looked to be in loose-fitting military uniforms. His suspicion was confirmed when he spotted the guards along the walls in the same style of uniforms as the people at the table, although theirs were much less elaborate.

Taking an empty seat, his padawan sitting next to him, Tenrek waited to be addressed, as all eyes were on the two Jedi. However, he was watching the four delegates that lead them there take their seats. The woman, took a seat at the head of the table near the door, and said, "The Council of Eslaria, in full attendance is hereby convened, addressing the issue of Republic aggression against the world of Danzer and her people," the woman said, as Tenrek listened silently, wondering what Eslaria was. He had heard no mention of it in the records. However, that would have to wait, as the woman was continuing, "Senator Mibus Selsyn presiding. Military personnel in attendance, Generals Akalis Lorray, Ouler Talerre, and Melia Lorlan. Commanders Cedmi Krawol, Trann Ardezsh, Tyrmel Quallan, Jegent Helma, and Mordge Orwalker. Senators in attendance, Celbus Tarkkin, Paksati Sorus, Ben Nexqus, Molis Faprin, Nurek Lokin, and Savria Nercin."

Once the Senator had indicated the individuals named, she looked directly at Tenrek, and Dezzi and said, "The Council recognizes the delegates from the Republic, Master Jedi Tenrek Tunwol, and his Padawan. Is there anything you wish to say before we begin, Master Tunwol?"

Technically, Tenrek was not a Jedi Master, even though members of the Council had indicated that it was being discussed, but he let it slide. Raising his voice just enough to be heard, but still keeping it calm, and hopefully level he said, "Nothing at this time, Senator Selsyn. Just that we wish to resolve this as peacefully as possib-" Tenrek was cut off by the man named Akalis. "Then your government should have thought about that before launching an unprovoked attack upon our world, Jedi!"

Taking a deep breath, he replied, "General, surely you understand that galactic governments cannot be responsible for everything corporations within it's jurisdictions do. Czerka Corporation was out of line, yes, but the Republic did not attack you, nor did the people of Esseles. We are doing everything within our power to try and resolve this situation, but we cannot do so if you continue to attack innocent civilians who were a world away when Czerka was mining here."

The General, undeterred launched into another tirade against the Republic, unchecked by the Senators at the table. Obviously the Senate held very little power on the planet. That led Tenrek to wonder if this was just an act, a show to make it look like they wanted peace, just before launching more attacks due to inability to settle their differences. It was something that he had seen far too many times, but he had to proceed cautiously, and genuinely try to help these people see reason.

As the negotiations continued, he wondered what one of the other Jedi Knights or Masters would do in his situation.


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 PostPosted: Fri Aug 10, 2007 8:55 pm Reply with quote  
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At some point during the pissing contest, Dezzi's attention focused on the unbearable heat. Just as his master had quietly noticed, so too did Dezzi that whoever built the crumbling building they now occupied, didn't believe in cooling systems. One more notch to add to his growing list of frustrations.

"Master," he muttered, pulling on every bit of patience he had in him to keep his voice low and controlled. Even Dezzi could sense the gravity of the situation and for the first time since they arrived, he called on the Force. "I don't think they're going to listen to us. I sense uncertainty and fear."

It wasn't as if he needed to tap into the others' emotions. The expression on their faces, the tiny twitches of micro-expression, gave it all away. While the group of nicely dressed officials displayed a sense of fear and apprehension, the uniform-clad commanders were obviously angry and unsure of Jedi involvement. Dezzi didn't like it one bit. The air was hot and choking.

And not just from the lack of cooling.


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Tenrek nodded his head slightly at Dezzi's words. It was rare that he took any interest in what was going on, and even rarer that he would take notice of such things. "I agree," he said just loud enough for the young man to hear. "I fear that we might be getting another lecture from the Council after this..."

He could sense the young man's impatience even more now, and Tenrek couldn't blame him. He was quickly losing his own patience with the Military of Danzer. He could now sense the intentions of the Military, and the resignation of the Senate to let the Military do whatever they wanted. All parties involved knew how this was going to go down, and Tenrek had to act quickly if he was to turn it around. It put them at a risk of further angering the Inserri, but this was the only course of action left to him. He had been in enough failed negotiations to recognize the outcome of this one.

Tenrek was just about to speak, when General Lorray spoke directly to him, a twisted grin on his features. "We've talked. What will the Republic give us for ceasing our attackes on Esseles?" Tenrek narrowed his eyes at this, and saw Senator Seslyn and her comrades visibly wince at the man's question. It seemed everyone but the General knew how this would turn out.

Looking Lorray directly in the eyes, Tenrek said in a low and dangerous voice, "Excuse me?"

"You heard me, Jedi," spat the man, the word Jedi meant more as an insult than a title as he stood from the table "The Republic will give us technology in return for our cooperation in this matter, or else things will get very ugly."

It was at this that Tenrek stood up from the table, mimicking the General, and said, "General, if I were you, I'd think about your next course of action. The Republic will not bribe you to not wage war upon Esseles. It may have been a Republic-aligned corporation that first initiated hostilities, but you are clearly the aggressor in this. We may be in an apologetic position in these negotiations, but we will not be bullied. The Republic only wishes to cease hostilities because it doesn't want to see your society ended as a footnote in galactic history books. If you choose to continue your aggressive acts against Esseles, the Republic will get involved. Now if you want to discuss an actual resolution to this conflict, then do it. If not, I think we're finished here."

Tenrek was through with these people. He knew what their next course of action was going to be, and was already immersing himself in the Force, ready to surrender himself to it's will and let it guide his actions. His lightsaber, hanging at his side twitched ever so slightly already in his Force grasp, ready to leap to his hand at a moment's notice.


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The young Dezzi was almost as surprised by his actions as his master was. Almost. Apparently the heat wasn't enough to distract him from paying even remote attention to the negotiations. Then again, it was hard for him to miss anything when it sounded like a bunch of rancors growling at each other. That sudden sense of hostility and confrontation left a sick taste in his mouth that was hard to forget.

"Master," he muttered quietly to his side as he stood up, scanning the others carefully. "Maybe we should try this another time? It doesn't seem like they understand. It would give me time to catch up on the reports, too."

He anticipated his master's scolding the moment the words dripped from his lips. Dezzi knew, however, that any scoldings would come behind closed doors where the others couldn't hear. For the moment he was free.


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Tenrek knew he had let his annoyance cloud his judgment, but it was still the best course of action he could think of at the time. He still held to his assertion that the General and his staff had come into the meeting with the express goal of just making it look like they were willing to find a resolution. Still, it had only been an hour that they had been speaking together. Apparently the man wasn't used to negotiations lasting this long, and decided to show his hand early.

It was obvious to him that these negotiations were going nowhere, especially after both his and the Generals' words. Although his Padawan was correct, he spoke out of turn. Not that it mattered with this council anyways, but he would have to discuss that with him later.

Clearly annoyed, Tenrek said, "How about we all take a break, and try these negotiations at a later time today? We're all hot and tired, and maybe some rest would do some good."

For a moment, the General seemed like he was considering it, but then waved his hand slightly. At this, the guards, who seemed like they had not been paying attention to the proceedings, subtly shifted, and then turned in full to face both Jedi, wielding very vicious looking heavy blasters. Tenrek raised an eyebrow towards the General and said, "What do you think you're doing? Surely you don't think that your situation will get any better if you kill us."

"In fact, it will, Jedi. We, the Inserri a relatively primitive society in the Galactic scale were attacked by your Republic mining companies, and when we drove them off, the Republic sent Jedi to negotiate for our land. When we would not yield, the Jedi got violent and a battle followed."

"That is the most ill-conceived plan I have ever heard. A Hutt could've come up with something better," said Tenrek, keeping his hands at his sides. Sighing loudly, he said, "Why can't anything ever end without someone trying to kill us?"

At this, the General rolled his eyes and gave the command to fire. It milliseconds, Tenrek's saber had flown to his hand and the brilliant green blade sprang to life. The Force was already guiding his movements as he pivoted, the blade seamlessly flowing with his movements, coming to deflect the red bolt of plasma that had been launched at him from the guard near the back of the room. As Juyo would not be needed in this situation, he utilized Form V, Shien. It still held the defensive capabilities of Soresu, but did not limit the users' offensive capabilities.

Turning to his next opponent as the soldier slumped to the ground, a burning hole through his chest from his own blaster bolt, Tenrek continued to deflect the fire aimed at him, not daring to look over at Dezzi to see how he was faring. Any lapse in concentration would increase his risk of being hit. He just hoped Dezzi wouldn't take it too far...
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 PostPosted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 5:00 pm Reply with quote  
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It took a moment for the realization to hit him, but when the Force sent a powerful wave of foreboding Dezzi's way, he quickly understood the gravity of everything. Without even a breath's time, he guided his sleek lightsaber into his hands and ignited the brilliant blue hue of its blade.

He cast his gaze to his master for only a second, affirming that they were indeed in a combat scenario. Many a time had he blindly rushed into battle when fighting wasn't the right course of action; And each of those times it lead to trouble with the Council and Master Tenrek.

"Finally," he shouted with a determined and suddenly enthused cheer as he swung his blade in a short arc to deflect the initial bolt fired his way. "This is what I've been waiting for!"

In a brilliant, but controlled frenzy, his blade spun around, slicing through the lower torso of one guard only to use its momentum to strike the next. In a matter of a few seconds, he had cleaved his way through each of the guards nearest him and had turned his attention to the uniformed officers.


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Even with their superior powers, Tenrek could already see the various officers drawing their weapons, taking aim at Dezzi, the closer of the two Jedi. Tenrek did not envy their odds fighting eight military commanders in a crowded room, especially when they had the Senators' lives to worry about.

Lightsaber still ignited in his left hand, he threw out his right towards Dezzi, and called upon the Force, grabbing the man and yanking him across the ten or so feet between them, Tenrek grabbed the back of the man's robes, and moved him behind him as he redirected his attention back to the table, as the military officials were just now moving to track towards where Tenrek had moved Dezzi.

Their moment's confusing at the man suddenly disappearing from where he had been was enough to immerse himself fully in the Force and call upon it's power. It was then that the room itself seemed to explode, as visible ripples cut through the air, destroying floor and ceiling tiles, tossing debris in every direction away from where Tenrek stood, and kicking up clouds of dust and other particles.

After a few seconds, all noise ceased except for the occasional crash of pieces of ceiling falling to the floor. As the dust and debris clouds cleared, he smiled to himself slightly, as the Senators were picking themselves up from the floor, unharmed. They had been the furthest away, but the General and his staff who were sitting near the back of the room where Tenrek had been were still rolling around, the wind knocked from most of them, some of them unconscious from their heads impacting the wall or floor. A reckless move when not used properly, or with too much Force, Tenrek was happy to see he had applied it without too many ill-effects.

Glancing back to Dezzi, he said, "I think it's time we leave."
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"H-How come you won't teach me that," he shouted in protest. "It's so unfair! I could easily pass the trials with a move like that one!" Without a moment to spare, Dezzi noticed the commanders and still-conscious guards getting to their feet. If they were going to leave, they had to move quick.

Dezzi didn't lose a second as he turned and rushed for the door using the slightest bit of help from the Force to quicken his pace. In the blink of an eye he had closed the distance between him and the corridor, but as he reached the threshold, he skidded to a stop and stood dead in his tracks.

"Uh-Master?" The pounding of boots on the durasteel floor echoed through the hall. "I think we've got more trouble."


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Tenrek didn't miss a step as he charged directly into the mass of soldiers now skidding to a stop in the corridor, who barely had enough time to bring their rifles to bear as his green blade flashed, cleaving rifles in half, and executing Cho Mai and Sun Djem.

None of them would die, but a few would need robotic replacements for their hands. A fair trade considering he could've killed them just as easily for trying to kill him and his apprentice. Perhaps his restraint would earn him less of a lecture from the council, but he didn't hold much hope for that. He couldn't count the times that he and Dezzi had failed negotiations. He thought the council would have learned that by now.

Hearing sounds of soldiers coming from behind them, Tenrek stepped in front of his apprentice, and then looked at the young man saying, "Get to the shuttle! I'll Keep them back long enough for you to get there. Prime the engines and get ready to take us into orbit!" The tone of his voice left no room for argument. Tenrek would have little trouble holding this group, but if the shuttle was not prime for lift off before they got there, there was the possibility that the shuttle would be too damaged by blasterfire to lift off.
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"I'll hold them off and you prime the shuttle," he groaned, clenching his fingers tighter around the hilt of his saber. Dezzi held firm, staring straight at his master for what seemed like an eternity. The couple breaths that passed was unfortunately just enough time for the in-coming troops to round the corner and ready their blaster rifles. "Why can't you do the dumb stuff once in a while?"

Without waiting for the usual objection or lamentation from his master, Dezzi turned into position and channeled the Force, pushing the first few troops on the left from their loose formation. The others immediately opened fire, sending a hail of red bolts searing the air past his and Master Tenrek's heads.

"Woops. Heh."


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"Go," said Tenrek, now deflecting the blaster fire back into the ever growing crowd of soldiers, while sending a subtle Force push at Dezzi to move. He didn't trust the Padawan to just hold the soldiers up. He enjoyed fighting far too much. Although, the same could be said for Tenrek, always preferring combat over diplomacy. It was frowned upon by the Council, but they needed at least a few like him in the order to balance out all the Consulars and Sentinels.

Unable to turn his attention, he merely hoped Dezzi was en route to the shuttle to prime the engines before the Inserri got smart and decided to blast it while it was on the landing pad. He didn't exactly think this lot was all that intelligent without a commander guiding them, but one or two might get the idea.

The group was down to ten now, firing in two rows of five, one crouched and the other behind that row, standing. While the formation offered more firepower against one's enemy, it also left them fatally exposed as their own blaster bolts impacted Tenrek's blade and came screaming back at them. This group didn't seem likely to learn from the previous lot's demise, and just kept firing at Tenrek no matter how futile it was. He hoped that they would at least have the presence of mind to throw a grenade or something.

Silently frowning at his own thoughts, he backed towards the door, ready to bring the floor above them crashing down and make a break for the shuttle as soon as he crossed the threshold.
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Dezzi had half the mind to tell his master to "stuff it," but quickly changed his mind when he noticed the fiery glare in Tenrek's eyes; A glare that he was all too familiar with. It wasn't worth the trouble or lecture he was sure to get on the shuttle. Biting his lip and suppressing his pride, the young padawan quickly made his way down the corridor and outside.

The sun was bright. Brighter than the smoggy sunlight he was used to on Coruscant. It forced him to squint for a moment while his eyes adjusted, and when his sight returned, he was relieved, albeit slightly disappointed, to see a clear path straight to the shuttle. He'd have the systems online in only a few minutes a couple more and the ship would be ready.

The stuffiness of the shuttle was already getting to him after only a handful of minutes at the controls. The main systems had been primed, humming the shuttle to life. Through the viewport, Dezzi imagined what the battle raging inside might have looked like. It was always a thrill to watch Master Tenrek in combat - swinging his green blade as if it were an extension of his body. He longed for the same skill and ability.

His fingers twitched. "Sith-spit. This is stupid," he grumbled, looking around the cockpit for something to do. "He better hurry up or I'm gonna run back in there and fight too."


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Now crossing the edge of the door, into the nearly deserted city street, Tenrek reached out with the Force, grabbing hold of the supports of the floor above him on his side of the building and snapped them, while pulling the entire section of floor down to cover the entrance of the door. He didn't sense anyone occupying the rooms above, so no one would be harmed, unless the entire building went. Judging by the look of the structure, it was quite likely, but hopefully it didn't come down. Tenrek simply didn't have the time to consider another alternative.

Once the floor had collapsed, Tenrek looked side to side wondering if anyone else would come charging out. Fortunately, no one had appeared yet. Turning around, he eyed the shuttle, Dezzi already priming it's systems for takeoff, and began sprinting towards the ship, using the Force to speed him up as much as possible. The shuttle was over two-hundred yards away... Tenrek crossed the first hundred in five seconds flat, but had to dodge a few blaster bolts in the last hundred. Seven seconds later, he was at the boarding ramp.

Running up the ramp, he yelled towards the cockpit, "Get us off this planet!"

Moving towards the cockpit, he clipped his lightsaber to his belt, and sat down in the co-pilot's seat. Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose and said, "The Council isn't going to like this... I have half a mind to make you tell them."
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