Private Ghostly Encounters

[Loreena Arenais-Valhoun]

Lori had heard rumours of a Jaster Awaud doing business out there in the Galaxy. The Jaster that she knew had died in a space battle against the Sith over Commenor, just like her Dad WolfMortum nearly did. A lot of good people died during the siege, and a lot of Sith did too.

So now who was this Jaster? A son? A clone? She wanted to find out. So many of her family were dead and gone that Lori grasped at whatever straws that she could to get some sort of semblence of what she once had.

Arla made the call for a business meeting to the man. Programmed as her bodyguard, Arla didn't want this to be some kind of a trap set up by the Eternal Empire to capture her charge. So the utmost caution needed to be made. Mnemosyne was the location for the meet up. After having been attacked by some rogue elements, it wouldn't come as much of a surprise that lucrative outside companies would be contacted for a variety of things.

And that was what they hoped would be the perfect cover. Especially for Lori.

The meeting was to be conducted in the warehouse district, where Arla would be waiting in a business uniform, giving her the appearance of a goveenment official. While Lori wore her rebel ops armour, cloak and helmet to hide her identity. The meeting wasn't held in some lavish office, but in amongst a large number of crates that looked ready for shipping.

Lori did her best to hide her nervousness. What if it was him? What if it wasn't? In some respects it was almost best if it wasn't him. But she really wanted it to be. Still, she wasn't sure of how she would react.

 

[Jaster Awaud]

- Entering the warehouse area was a singular droid next to a single large individual, the large individual wore a simple suit while the droid wore a uniform. The large individual was Jaster and he stepped forward ahead of the tactical droid that had been Jasters aid for many years. Jaster was invited here to work with talk about a lucrative movement of goods that he could make a decent profit from. It had not been long since he was last in the Silvers Nation of light and happiness. It was a dying carcass that was only kept alive by the Alliance as it was their only ally in the fights against darkness. He had no problem liberating goods for a significant profit.

- However, that was not what brought him here personally today. "Greetings, I must say it is a pleasure to meet you." Jaster turned to look at the cargo that was around them. "It seems that it was a right call to call me to transport such interesting goods."

- The UTC was one of the largest Transport Companies in the galaxy, only training behind the number one due to its early rise after the plague. However, it was not their legal work that made him a multi-trillionaire. No it was his many illegal work in smuggling and bypassing embargoes that he was able to become so powerful. It was that power that he was also very well informed about things that happened around the galaxy. It was not only cargo that the man would trade in, but also intel. It was this that brought him here, because something smelled fishy. Thus where he would have normally sent a representative, he came personally.

- Jaster looked back to the women before him and produced a blaster before stepping in the light. His cybernetic face gleamed under the light and his red eye locked on the women. The Blaster pistol was held by his leg none threatening, but ready. "Now where is my crystal?"

- The Elderly Mandalorian was much older then Lori had seen him last. Even beneath the cybernetics she would be able to tell that there was a darker presence within him. She would realize that the old trainer that taught her and raised her was not able to manipulate the Force, and he was not in the best mood.

- Loreena Arenais-Valhoun would see that several Mandalorians in black and red armor crawling around in the raptors. They were in the shadows and hiding from the women, not knowing that the young women was also there. She would recognize that they wore the sigil of the Ori'ramikad Dar Cuyir, the loyal bodyguards of Jaster Awaud and only him. This was proof that it was the true Jaster as they would not even follow his descendants.

 

[Loreena Arenais-Valhoun]

Lori swallowed a lump in her throat the moment that Jaster Awaud and his droid companioned arrived. Now was the moment of truth. She watched from inside of her helmet, standing sentry and not yet wanting to blow her cover.

Arla dipped her head in a slight bow. "A pleasure to be sure. Your company is known for quality service and that's exactly what we need." Her head tilted to the side a bit as Jaster removed his blaster before asking his question. Puzzlement was easily read on her features. "Crystal? I'm sorry but are you mistaking us for thieves?"

Crystal?

Lori furrowed her brows, wondering what crystal he could be talking about. His actions of drawing his weapon took her focus off of his face, as did the motion detectors inside of her hud. She looked up and saw the movement in the rafters, her hands moving to her own blasters on instinct.

An ambush? But why here? This was safe territory..."

Her attention turned to his face then. It was him, but it wasn't. The intensity of his stare was there, but...it was as though he was rebuilt. Lori's voice came out from her helm, slightly distorted when she spoke, yet still in a commanding tone. ~Stand down. There's no threat to you here.~

 

[Jaster Awaud]

- Jaster was getting rather annoyed, he was summoned here by MandalArms. It was a company he was rather familiar with due to befriending one of their old CEO's. He had put out his fingers to his old contacts with the Company and their was no information that they were looking for any shipment to be handled. Not only that but the information for the women who summoned him seemed to have not been with the company that long. He had the information looked through and it began to break down under the scrutiny of his Info Brokers. After that he just jumped to the conclusion that this individual was linked to the people that stole his property.

- The elderly man listened to the individual talk and shook his head. "Kaine was a close friend of mine, if MandalArms wanted my help they would have used the Encrypted Hyperlink I left for them." He tapped his blaster against his leg. "No one else woul-"

- A voice came from no where and that spooked the man along with his guards. With the voice in its form, his Mandalorian Guards dropped down and began to circle their leader. However, Jaster placed his hand on one of their shoulders and pushed past them. He recognized that distorted voice and it brought back memories that brought him much happiness. The tall cybernetic man looked past the individual that was there and looked for the troublemaker that often tortured him with that similar voice.

- Jaster spoke up, "I know that voice," His face relaxed as he smiled a little. He holstered his blaster and crossed his arms. "Its the same voice that a certain someone used as my alarm clock after I told her Blaster Training would start at 3 in the morning and none stop training till midnight."

- He was taking a chance that it was his best friends daughter, Loreena Arenais-Valhoun who he helped raise. He had lost track of her some years ago but recently heard she was doing the same as her mother. Thinking about now, he was a little amused that he did not realize it sooner that this was very much Lori's style.

 

[Loreena Arenais-Valhoun]

Arla remained firmly in place, unphased by the anger that was growing within Jaster Awaud . She wasn't programmed to react to emotions.

Lori on the other hand was very impulsive and tended to react to emotions quite a bit, and not limiting it to just her own. She watched as Jaster paused in his sentence, his guards dropping from the rafters in defensive positions. So he did think of this as some kind of trap...

Recognition hit him then. She saw it on his face as he walked past his guards. And then came the smile. Lori knew that smile. And the memory he detailed. Only the real Jaster would know that. Quickly Lori removed her helm as she made her way to him, almost breaking in a run before wrapping her arms around him to embrace him tightly. "Jaster! You're alive!" Tears threatened to fall, yet she held them back. Barely. "I had to be sure that it was you." She held onto him for a moment longer before stepping back. "You look...good for an old man." Lori snickered a little, always the type to try to lighten the mood with a joke or sarcastic quip.

 

[Jaster Awaud]

- Jaster could not believe it, it really was Loreena Arenais-Valhoun who was hiding in the shadows. He could not believe it, did she really risk it just for the hope to see him. Of course she did, this was Kay's daughter that he was talking about, always quick to find themselves in danger. She had grown and he almost could not believe it. When she ran up to him, he held his arms open to embrace her like a grandfather seeing his granddaughter after a long time. He was able to hold his tears back as well as he expected not to see her again for a while longer.

- He let out a laugh and hugged her back, "Its really me kiddo, its really me." Jaster looked down to her as she let go and taking a step back. The elder was now able to look at the young women, she was real women now. "Ya, well you look good for a troublemaking brat as well." He smiled at her and placed one hand on his hip while the other tapped on his chrome cybernetic head. "I am sure I look different since the last you've seen me."

- The old Mandalorian really could not believe it, the young girl he had raised was here before him. It only reminded him of his lost children, Shakk and Tydus were gone now. He agreed to help raise Lori partly in that reason. She helped him get over their loss and gave him hope to a new beginning. She had appeared when he was also going down a darker path. But he was able to forget about that for a moment while he was able to reconnect with what he saw as his niece.

- Jaster crossed his arms and looked at her with a lifted eyebrow on the human side of his face. "I've heard your getting yourself in trouble again, so that explains the theatrics."

 

[Loreena Arenais-Valhoun]

Lori grinned and winked. "I am the best troublemaking brat, you know that!" She nodded as Jaster Awaud pointed out the cybernetics. He did indeed look different. Besides older. But then again she probably did too. There was sorrow held in the debths of her eyes. However now she was just too excited at discovering that a long dead family member was in fact, alive!

As Jaster then mentioned of her getting into trouble, Lori crossed her arms over her chest and followed that with a shrug of her shoulders. She knew perfectly well that there was plenty of information out on the holonet about her out there. "You could say that. Helping to lead a Rebellion comes at a price. Honestly you can't be all that surprised. Rebelliousness is in my nature. And all of my skills in setting traps and such have really been put to good use. I'm doing well for myself, despite everything that's happened in the past couple of years."

 

[Jaster Awaud]

- Jaster smiled as the young women he still saw as a child was showing great maturity in her actions. He could not fight something that she believed in and knew better then fight against the firey passion that he had seen in her mothers eyes before. She believed in many good causes that got her in trouble, but she had many great allies. Jaster believed that Lori was also like this, as the Rebellion within the Eternal Empire was pretty threatening.

- He chuckled when she stated she was the best butthead he knew, "Oh we both that is very true."

- The old man thought back to all the practical jokes that were played on him during his raising of Lori. She had become a master of stealth and slicing thanks to his large Droid Crew. The constant harassments and pranking probably helped her get by with her rebellion, as he was not easy to sneak up on. In truth he used those pranks as a means to train the rebellious girl, and boy did she hate any form of being told what to do. Thus he constantly improved his protocols for his Droid Crew to constantly keep the youth on her toes when trying to prank the old man. She got good at keeping a low profile and striking when he and his tactical droid least expected it.

- Jaster shook his head, "Surprised, no, if anything I would have been disappointed if you didn't take a stand against the tyranny to belittle other." He smiled and placed his hand on her shoulder. "Your mother would be so proud to see what you have become."

- There was a deep love in his eyes as he was so happy to see Lori at this time. Kay was Jasters best friend since he was a young adult and they meet on a far away planet and stayed in contact. They crossed paths for the remainder of their lives till the Battle of Commonor, it was there that Jaster lost his life and woke up years later being as he was now. He missed her knowing that the message during the battle was the last time he had seen her.

- It was at this time that Twoozer walked up and nodded to Loreena Arenais-Valhoun and spoke up. "It is wonderful to see you Master Loreen, I hope you are doing well."

- Lori would remember the tactical droid that was Jasters closes advisor. He had been active for nearly 30 years and his data core was never erased during that time. The Droid was Lori's teacher for cultural and strategic classes, though he was also the main victims of Lori's practical jokes as he was easy to escape. It seemed now that he was more sentient aware then he was before.

 

[Loreena Arenais-Valhoun]

"Well someone has to. The Empire just can't keep getting away with what they're doing. Their crimes need to be put in the spotlight, and the Empire needs to be taken down. They've already lost one Emperor..." According to the public it was Lori that killed Tacitus. Even the Eternal Empire spread that rumour. All the better though. No one really liked the man and none had tried going after her for revenge for it either.

Lori placed her hand on top of that of Jaster Awaud , glad that he knew her Mom would approve. Of course she'd probably be worried as heck, but that was all part and parcel for being a Mom.

Her attention turned to Twoozer and she grinned. "Hey there Tweezer--I mean Twoozer." It was hard for Lori to pass up reverting to calling the droid by the nickname she gave him. "Good to see you're still around. Business is booming, I hear. What sectors catch most of your business?"

 

[Jaster Awaud]

- Jaster looked at Loreena Arenais-Valhoun as she talked about her ideals that she was willing to fight for. It reminded him of the hundreds of times that Kay would often rant about the injustice that others overlooked. They were young and hopeful in changing the galaxy for the better. She fought for the unlawful enslavement of others and he fought for his family, for the Mandalorian People. Maybe she could do what they never could, but this new era would not make it easy.

- The elderly man smiled at her, "Well nations fall and rise every other month in this new age," He walked around to one of the container that sat by itself and tapped it, "As for big business, well Moddell Sector in the Empire is my best supplier right now while the Alliance is my best buyer." Jaster laughed a little before turning back to Lori. "Even when nations are at war, the rich still want to buy from their enemies."

- He shook his head knowing that his business practices were never something Kay enjoyed about him. However, he was always working both sides that gave him special access. Jaster needed that access to gather the information to keep his own people safe, but also the credits to keep them off the radar. It was too bad that the money Jaster earned was paid for by the death Lori's friends, but he could not think about that stuff.

- Jaster turned to the crate he stood next to and tapped it again with his metalic hand. "I heard about the kill order from the Empire, anything I can do to help?"

 

[Loreena Arenais-Valhoun]

Lori knew what Jaster Awaud had meant by nations rising and falling. She had lived through it herself, and although most of the changes occured in the western or north-central part of the map, news of it did spread out her way from time to time.

She clenched her jaw a little as he mentioned the Empire being his best supplier. It just didn't sit right that he would do that, and no doubt he could see that written on her face. "Catering to both sides, just like the Black Sun. It's not right, you know." Ever since inheriting MandalArms, she had gotten rid of any Sith or Imperial contracts. Without Kaine many clients lost interest in the company anyways, but she used it to help supply the Eclipse Rebels. And herself.

Lori's attention was diverted to the kill order, however. "No one's tried to act on it. Probably because they don't want to. They believe in me and what I'm doing. So the next time you're in their territory, tell them that it's stupid and to drop it." It wasn't as though a kill order was going to stop her or the Eclipse Rebellion. They'd only make a martyr out of her if they were successful, and that would only fuel the Rebels and those wanting to join them even more.

 

[Jaster Awaud]

- Jaster did not need to look at her to know her disapproval on his business practices. He knew what he was doing was wrong, but she did not know the position he was in. He was no longer the Alor of his House, a family he build from the edge of destruction. Their was no nation they could flee too, no army to protect them, no where to turn to. Twenty Thousand men, women and children looked to him to keep them safe, and he had no choice but to make the hard choices.

- He slammed his fist into the crate he stood next to when he heard that the Kill Order was real and the EE threatened to kill his niece. "If anyone touches my family they will bath in the blood of their allies before I take their life with my bare hands!"

- The Elderly Mandalorian did not realize it but he had let his emotions get the better of him and threw the Container he hit a good few feat before it crashed into another. It made a crashing down with a massive dent in it and some of its contents tumbled out of the newly created hole.

- Jaster took a single step towards Loreena Arenais-Valhoun before he angerly spoke again, "I cater to the feet of the rich and powerful so I can influence real change Lori, Nations rise and fall like dominoes, evens the fires of rebellion fade into the chaos that is this galaxy," He lifted up his robotic hand with a single finger lifted. "But companies and the rich always remain, it is them who have the real power, not childish ideas of freedom and rights," He lifted his thumb to rub his finger and thumb together, "Credits is all anyone ever cares about, its what really changes nations and policies."

- He dropped his hand knowing he was right. All his life he fought, watch his friend die before him and continued to let them fade into history. Their ideals and hopes washed away by the annuls of another's pockets. He had seen enough of that, and he hated to see his best friends daughter follow that path. Kay, Zono, and many others died in hopes for a better future. The old man had a long legacy of hopes that he carried like a weight of the galaxy fell on his shoulders.

 

[Loreena Arenais-Valhoun]

Lori took in a deep breath as Jaster Awaud slammed his fist in anger. She remembered him being protective of her before, but this was different. This was harsher. "Look I stay out of their territory for the most part and that's just where the kill order extends to. I'm safe everywhere else." For the most part. But it wasn't as though she travelled everywhere just to test out that theory.

She furrowed her brows as his anger hadn't dissipated. Instead it merely grew. The container was thrown and for the moment it seemed that no one else moved. Lives weren't being threatened here of course, only the level of volume of their conversation.

Even as a beloved family member and trainer, Jaster was still an imposing figure as he stepped towards her and spoke, yet Lori remained firm in her stance, dropping her hands to her sides and balling them into fists. She wasn't going to punch him, not even wanting to do so. She was just keeping her own anger in check.

"How can you say that? How can you believe it?! Freedom is not some childish ideal, Jaster! By catering to the rich you are enabling their oppression of other people. You are enabling and supporting their slaughters of unarmed civilians! Their hopes and dreams of living a good life are shattered into a nightmare. I can't let that happen. Commenor was able to break free of the Sith and they are thriving now. Why can't I help give other worlds that same chance? It's not childish! It's an uphill battle to be sure, but it's one that I am winning. The kill order proves that!"

There were many arguments that the two had shared while he raised and trained her. But each carried with it valuable lessons. He was the only one that could best her at it and could make her follow an order. Only this time she wasn't his student. So it was different.

 

[Jaster Awaud]

- The large cybernetic Mandalorian could not contain his boiling over emotions. He was happy to see his old apprentiace again, excited to see she made a name for herself. Yet he was mad that she was in harms way, following her mothers footsteps that ended with her loosing her kingdom. There was many things he worried about that he should not have, he could never replace Kay and he knew that. However, he could not stop himself being the inner parent as Kay was not here to protect her. He missed her so much nowadays.

- Jaster looked at Loreena Arenais-Valhoun , "You mean the Kill Order for the death of the Emperor that you did not even kill?"

- Of course he knew, he had spent a lot of his political influence to get close to the truth. What really happened was still in the shadows and whoever was covering it up had a lot of power. However, he was still digging and he was not happy how much it was taking up his time. It would take time before he could get in close enough to learn really anything.

- He looked to her, "The Eternal Empire is weak due to the embargo enforced by the GA, but they will always find a way to survive and fight while their citizens starve." He shook his head, "Commonor use to be the Trade Hub of the Core, rivaling Corellia and Brentaal in its transportation of goods, do you know what it is now under the Silvers administration?" He did not even wait for an answer, "My company is the only cargo company that still uses it their ports, hundreds of ships were diverted to Brentaal when the Imperials and GA became allies, all because Brentaal's senator makes sure the rich stay richer."

- Jaster knew the game, he fought for the system for years. He played their game without knowing the rules and survived. He knew the rules now and he planned on playing it to win and protect those he loved. That meant getting dirty and being seen as the bad guy in others eyes because those that were respected had power, and those that were feared were untouchable.

- The Elder Cyborg looked at the young women with love, and a calmer voice, "Freedom is only attainable when those you trust are in a position to protect your freedoms." He shook his head, "When the Empire relies on my Company on its need to feed their war machine, what will happen when that life line is cut and no one can take over, it is how you really make change without the bloodshed."

 

[Loreena Arenais-Valhoun]

How did he know? How did Jaster Awaud know that she didn't kill Tacitus?

Lori clenched her jaw, dropping her gaze as well as the level of her voice. "The kill order isn't just for that. It's for Orellion II and the fact that they hadn't destroyed us yet. I counter their propaganda with my own..."

She listened as he spoke of the Eternal Empire and of Commenor. If the Galaxy saw the Emlire as weak, then all the better. But the citizens weren't starving as far as she was aware. They were only stripped of their rights and freedoms, forced to become secondary citizens unless they spent time in the Empire's military in order to reclaim their right to even vote again.

And then there was the matter of the Ewoks. Their soecies were treated like animals and sent to slaughter houses for some fast food chain throughout the Empire and Sith territories. It was disgusting...

"Commenor is the capital of the Silvers, last that I heard. Uncle Darlyn is still the president, last that I heard." Not that she ever goes there. Lori didn't call anywhere home but her ships. There was safety in always being on the move. Plenty of people lived like that.

She disagreed with his last statement however. She was certain that Jaster was wrong. "The GA has no authority over the Empire. The Empire's biggest ally is the Sith and they can always get whatever they need through them. Nothing has changed since those so-called sanctions were put in place. The eyes of the Galaxy are elsewhere. There's no one doing what we're doing to stop the Empire besides us. People ask for our help, they ask for my help. I'm not going to ignore their calls."

 

[Jaster Awaud]

- Jaster was about to combat her little remark when he heard Twoozer cleared his robotic throat who was still standing there. The robot was use to this, he often had to break up their little spouts like this before. He was more of a mediator to the then a robotic companion to the both of them. It was one of the many reasons he kept the droid around, he was the only one that wasnt afraid to stand to Jaster.

- He stood strait up and took a step back. The droid stepped forward to speak, "I believe Master Jaster is just worried," He tilded his head which was how he showed he was smiling, "It is very clear that growing old as a Mandalorian makes it hard for him to show he cares-"

- Jaster who now had his back to them yelled out, "I show I care...."

- The droid looked over to Jaster and then back to Loreena Arenais-Valhoun before speaking again, "Case and point," And another tilt of his head, "He just wants to inform you that he caters to both sides so he can have a seat at the table and attempt to do some good from behind the curtain like all those in power, he does not want you to think of him as a bad guy."

- The old man turned around grabbed the droid by the arm, "Enough Two, Lori is old enough to make her own decisions, I trust her to make the right one."

 

[Loreena Arenais-Valhoun]

The tension still hung in the air, even as Twoozer interrupted them, causing Jaster Awaud to step away and turn his back to them.

Lori nodded a little, her voice softer now as she was calmer and not as defensive at the moment. The droid always had his way of having that affect on them. "I know he cares....I care too...." She unclenched her fists, letting her hands relax at her sides as she listened further. "I know that he's not a bad guy, just as I would hope that he doesn't see me as the terrorist that the Empire he caters to has branded me as..."

This whole thing made her wonder if it was all part of some secret ploy to reign her in, with Jaster being unaware. Or it could just be a coincidence.

"And what decision is that? What is it that you want me to do?"

 

[Jaster Awaud]

- Jaster smiled when she stated that she did not see him as a bad guy. He struggled with that idea of no longer helping people, but explotting others so he could save the few he could. The old man had always wanted to be on the side of good, but risking it all for the all only revolved in the loss of the war. The inner businessman that lived within him knew that it was better to cut your losses and protect what was logical. However, Lori may not have been his blood but she was family, and he would bend that logic to include her.

- The smile faded to worry, "I could never see you as a Terrorist no matter who told me," He walked closer to Loreena Arenais-Valhoun and carried the love he had for the child he raised in his eyes. "You could fight a million battles and change with galaxy to whatever your mind wants, even if you were the most powerful being in the galaxy," He smiled to her, "You will always be the bright eyed monster that walked on my ship thinking up her next adventure."

- He grabbed her hand and held it remembering all those times they walked halls of his ship and talked endlessly about her latest sneaking off to another adventure. Jaster could almost hear the stories again, and instead of scolding her for sneaking out he would walk with her and listen to them endlessly. It reminded him of how old he was now, but he still would never replace those memories.

- Holding her hand he spoke to answer her question. "I want you to go on more adventures ya snot nose brat," He still did not know how to show emotions. "But only if you come by the Fleet and tell me about them, for old time sakes."

- Jaster let go of her hand and she would realize there was a GUIDE Locator Chip for a Data Pad. "That hold the location of the Nomad Fleet, 100,000 Individuals I keep hidden from the chaos of the galaxy, your always welcome."

 

[Loreena Arenais-Valhoun]

Lori was glad to hear that Jaster Awaud wouldn't see her as a bad guy either. There was some relief in her expression.

She then snickered as he tossed in the idea of her being the most powerful person in the Galaxy. "Yeah that would never happen. Not unless the majorty of people were killed off. I'm not some Jedi like my Dad or my brother. I barely use the Force. I fight the way that you and Kaine taught me; with my blasters and my fists." She had a lightsaber sure, but she barely touched the thing. It was more of a memento than anything else.

But of course Jaster wasn't serious about it and she knew that.

Lori held his hand, looking up into his eyes as though he was all that she had in the Galaxy. And in some respects, he was.

She closed her fingers over the chip that he placed there and then quickly wrapped her arms around him in another hug. "I will, you know I will. And thank you. Just promise me that you won't make some kind of deal or whatever with the Empire in a bid to spare me. If they know that we are family, you can bet that they'd be looking to use that against me..."

 

[Jaster Awaud]

- The massive cyborg let out a quick exhale when Loreena Arenais-Valhoun gave him a surprise hug. He had expected such a thing from her but he could tell she was now a warrior. She was bigger then he remembered, he still remembered the girl that he could pick up with one arm as she struggled. The very short talks they had in a way to scold her for running away. He really missed this little devil.

- As she hugged him he laughed at the concern she had for him. "I have been wounded in countless battles, killed on two occasions, and never imprisoned or forced to do anything in my life," He looked down at her, "Well except taking you in, your mother is scary when it came to her children." The old man smiled down at her and showed he was making fun of her, "Even if the Empire did learn, attacking me would result in the destruction of a majority of their armed forces, and they still wouldn't be able to find me cuz this is my damn back yard."

- Fringe Space at the edges of the Unknown Space had been his home through four different governments and a multitude of warlords and raiders. No one was better at traveling these hyperlanes then himself. There was also the problem with him owning the largest Private Fleet in the galaxy beside that massive Chithead Pirate and Solan. If the three of them combined their fleets they could rival the Sith Empire. The idea amused him to think that he would ever cross paths with them again.

- Jaster tried to pry Lori off of him without hurting her, it took a bit, she was defiantly a lot stronger then he remembered. "The force seems to really like me Lori, after all I am alive and richer then I ever dreamed." He rubbed her head, "You have your mothers luck, and that's what I really worry about."