Roots

[Choli Vyn]

[member="Trextan Voidstalker"]

Above the hum of the starting engine, Choli gave a bark of laughter. At least only Trextan and the their two droids companions heard. Angling the speeder bike, the pilot adjusted their course and departed the impromptu Jawa trade session. A trail of sand left the enormous Sandcrawler behind, along with nosy yellow eyes and curious paws itching to get a hold of anything shiny.

[ Well, at least no one saw your arm. ] her voice would call out over her shoulder and the hum of the engine. [ Then you might have found out how great the Sandcrawler smells from the inside.] another low chuckle.

At R4’s prompts of upgrades, [ I just added a new upgrade not too long ago!] well, not much of a ‘new’ as ‘salvaged’ and workable.

The Astromech gave a short hoot, as if mimicking a huff.

[That’s how it always starts Trext.. always wanting another upgrade.] it was said as a joking quip, not at all bothered by the prospect of upgrading what she could for R4.

However, time for more serious matters.

[ We need to keep an eye out. Booki said there had been some movement from a few of the more violent Raider clans. I woudln’t be surprised if we come upon a few of their checkpoints. We will need to keep out of sight; their sharpshooters rarely miss.]

By now the first of the Twin Suns was rising along the horizon, bathing the desert with soft golden peach rays, painting the sky with creams, soft yellows, and waning rose and blues. It wasn’t too long before they made their way near the first of the mesas that marked the boundary of Jundland. Here the mysterious mists where the desert sands met the mesas rose at dawn and at dusk made its appearance. It had a sort of supernatural eeriness to it, a soft blue white haze that seemed to settle like a thin low fog at about waist level. This was the bread and butter for moisture farmers, a few towers off in the distance barely viable.

[ Koroght Tuyiskt Siskin. She weeps for her children’s survival.] as the Storyteller would say, an explanation of natural phenomena passed down for generations, down from the time a great sea had once flowed over the entire Wastes.

 

[Trextan Voidstalker]

“If you find a place where you want to take it slower I can get some height and pick up movement out to a long range,” Vee suggested. “Won't make that mistake twice…” the droid seemed to mutter to himself.

Trextan was almost woken up by the comment. Following Choli's expression he had turned his gaze out to the horizon and lost himself in the view.

“Yeah and then you had to go 800 years without any updates…” Trextan said

“Or true awareness or purpose…” Vee added.

“How long have you been without an update R4?” The pebbledrone rotated to look at him and then looked away sharply without replying. “Oh I'm only teasing,” Trextan added, but there wasn't another word from the astromech.

He pulled in slightly tighter to Choli and lowered his voice. “The sunrise,” he murmured. “Quite different from sunset but still absolutely stunning.” What could he show her on Coruscant that matched this? No natural wonders. The Jedi Temple was hardly more impressive than the structure at Sullust and Choli would have seen that already. Fine arts and culture he supposed. Not that he knew much about the subject; he was seventeen.

 

[Choli Vyn]

[member="Trextan Voidstalker"]

Part of Choli wasnt sure just what emotion to focus on. There was a slight fluttery sense at the feel of Trextan’s body at her back, at the tightening of his arms and despite the hum of the engine, hearing the close proximity of his voice. Another part of her did her best to keep her attention on their surroundings. They were at the mesa now and the next hour would see them arrive ever closer to the distant cliffsides that would be prime sniper positions. They’ll have to pause soon for her to go on ahead and scout around the oasis. If there were already high tensions, then water rights would be one of them and the scattered rare oases were breeding grounds often fought over in blood.

[ Yeah, it is. ] the pilot replied, becoming quiet for a few minutes after. There was little chit chat from the pair of droids for the next stretch of the ride. While the mists afforded a measure of cover, as soon as the second sun rose fully over the horizon it would disappear again. They had to use the time to try and find a safe place to park within the next hour.

[ We’ll need to pause by the buttes and scout the oasis ahead soon. Hopefully the weather doesn’t change.]

Getting a sandstorm out here would only delay them more.

 

[Trextan Voidstalker]

The minutes stretched out, filled with little more than silent contemplation. He reached out with his senses to try and pick up anyone turning their attention on the bike. R4 occasionally reported in on some lifesigns before they became visible. At one point Vee-cee remarked on the joy of being free of a restraining bolt.

Trextan thought about Choli. He thought of how much better it was to be here, with her, rather than back on Sullust worrying about whether she was even alive. Even with all the dragons and raiders. And heat storms and sand. Actual dragons. In the sand.

Almost as soon as they came to a halt Vee was pulling against his weight within his straps. Trextan stepped off the bike as choli cut the engine.

“Don't go flying high just yet,” he warned the drone as he unstrapped him. Vee kept to head height as Trextan rifled through one of the bags. His lightsaber was clipped back to his belt for the first time since Skor. Whilst he had a knife and a blaster, that was the weapon he was truly dangerous with. It the chips were down and he had to fight, then he would do so properly.

“A Jedi? That order was extinguished. Betrayers of the Grand Republic and…” Vee started.

“Yeah, turned out the Emperor was a Sith. Evil schemes and whatnot. When the reformed the Republic they brought back the Jedi.”

“Oh.”

Trextan could tell the droid wasn't convinced just yet. He pulled the robes back from his arm and activated the device set into his forearm. It was good not to have to hide it again. They were too far from anyone to take an interest in it now. From a distance it wasn't really possible to pick out the quality of the prosthetic.

“Channel Eight,” Vee said as Trextan started scrolling through it. “I can work on that wave, but not out to a great distance here. Type in this key and I can encrypt my feed…”

Vee started listing out the letters and numbers for a random key to do some basic encryption of the video signal he sent back. Trextan was hopeful that when she allowed the drone into the air he could act as a relay to extend their Comms through the interference.

 

[Choli Vyn]

Taking a pair of macrobinoculars, Choli paid half attention to Trextan and VeeThree while she surveyed the area. It was a rather desolate looking place. Red mesa, painted buttes, and jagged cliffsides ran the entire east area of their position. The oasis lay nestled deep within a particular trail, hidden from the bulk of the light and heat of the sun and sheltered from view. Question was, just who might lay claim to it this time? And should they risk making camp here.

[ Just wait until he hooks up with the holonet, ] the Rogue murmured, dropping the macrobinoculars from her face. [ he’ll get a surprise. ] Trextan would be able to hear the faint humor in her voice than see it. Had to find it the small things.

[i’ll can scout along the east side,] she told him, turning to direct with the swipe of her finger. [we might not be able to get too close to the oasis, so if that turns out to be the case, we can find one of the many small caverns that line up against the cliffsides there. ] and hope for no surprises.

A nod towards his arm and vee three resulted in a question, [So how is the link up? With that ore out here, it could affect the signal evenmore]

 

[Trextan Voidstalker]

[Channel Eight is an old one, but a good one,] Vee explained. [If we lose video I can fall back to audio and then text. As long as things haven’t changed in eight hundred years when I’m high and we have line of sight I can get a reasonable link.]

Trextan looked down at his arm and realised he was looking at a feed of himself. He could barely recognise himself under the robes and with the goggles and mask on. There wasn’t much to identify him beyond the metal hand and lightsaber at his belt. He probably should have thought to bring a rifle. Though if anyone did decide to take potshots from a great distance they would find that he could cover ground very quickly.

“Do you want me to stay with the bike or cover more ground?” he asked.

 

[Choli Vyn]

The gunmetal gray breathing mask and wide tinted goggles went swiveling towards Trextan. He had his prosthetic arm up Vee Three already hovering at about head level. For a few still moments, Choli stood there quietly, her mind racing at the possibilities and probabilities of risk. In the end, she shook her head.

[ Stay here. ] he was already unfamiliar with the area, with the desert, and he himself had admitted to never being around such an arid environment as this one. If he strayed too far, was caught unawares, or managed to walk into a Sarlaac pit and Choli wasn’t there to help, this trip would end fairly quickly.

Walking back towards them, she elaborated why, [ You are unfamiliar with the area. And while I am fairly sure you are competent, I rather you first get used to the place before wandering off to scout. You might have a map, but a map does you no good if you are unable to spot a Tusken Sharpshooter or recognize the tracks of a Desert Drake. ] A few have been known to simply jut out of the sand at unwary creatures or men fit for an easy meal.

[ I’ll show you more as we get deeper into the Wastes, but for now I just want to make sure that the path is clear. Then I can train you to spot some of the signs and what to look for. ]

R4 gave a small worried hoot and beep boop, followed by a string of critters. It prompted a laugh.

[ Arr Four can stay with you. He's traveled with me up and down the Wastes, so while he’s terrible in sand, he can tell you more if you have questions. ] coming to a stop by the speeder bike, Choli bent down to unstrap the folded rifle.

[ I won’t be long. Half an hour maybe at the most. ]

 

[Trextan Voidstalker]

It made sense. He also appreciated that she took the time to give a more thorough explanation to spare his feelings. Choli could be blunt at times and she could have plainly stated that no, he didn’t know enough to head out there.

“Alright,” he replied, but his expression darkened when she said half an hour. Not that it could be read easily from behind his mask. He walked to the back of the bike and pulled the datapad out from the small compartment under the seat. R4 gave another series of whistles.

I like the rocks even less than the sand

“I imagine you do, not like you can roll up the side of a rock,” Trextan said. R4 snapped his little head around faster than he’d seen it move before. “Yeah, that’s right, now I know what you’re about,” Trextan added, holding up the tablet. He slid free his mask for a moment just so that the droid could see his victorious expression.

[I could have translated for you,] Vee offered. He turned his multi-spectral array towards Choli. [Orders?]

 

[Choli Vyn]

Choli’s bark of laughter resonated from under the swaddling of her desert robes. Even if one couldn’t determine if she was male, female, or species, there was no mistaking the shake of her shoulders at the astromech’s response. That is, until she realized that it also meant that Trextan now would be able to understand all of the annoying quips R4 made..

Her amusement waned to one of mild annoyance. [ Just mind yourself, Arr Four. ] code for, don’t go telling Trextan anything you are not supposed to. The tone was enough even with it filtered through the voice modulator.

Turning to Trextan and VeeThree, she let her thoughts mull on a few things. Making a decision, she added, [ Well, you could give him a test run.] a gloved hand gave a gesture to the area surrounding them.

[ See just how well he’s able to pick up on anything and identify. Eight hundred years of mission updates might not get him to recognize what a Silver Jedi is, but I bet he knows enough about how a Tusken Raider or a Kryat Dragon looks like. ]

[ The blue and gray paint should blend in well with the sky, ] as the twin suns rose on high at least. [ At least he isn’t reflecting too much light. ] plus a lack of a dust trail would move far more stealthily.

[ I’d keep him in a relatively small perimeter to start. ] Choli then suggested, backing away from the speeder to turn towards the cliffs.

[ Drink a few sips of water now and then. Keep yourself hydrated. Not full swigs, just sips. ] they didn't need him drinking through all of their water.

[ Watch my back. ] at least until she was out of sight. With that said, the Rogue began a quick trek, leaving Trextan with R4 and V3 for company.

 

[Trextan Voidstalker]

Trextan watched her go. She knew the land and the Force wasn’t offering any warnings that they were in danger. He had every confidence that Choli knew what she was doing. But he couldn't help but picture her cold out against the console of her U-Wing. At the time he had barely been conscious himself. If Master Kismet had not arrived he probably would have made it a few yards and then collapsed on top of her, making her injuries worse. Seeing her bobbing in the bacta tank and trying desperately to contact her after Mustafar were fresh memories. He could look for the worst in situations and it was easy to imagine waiting here long enough to realise that she wasn’t coming back.

“Want to get some distance then?” he asked V3.

[Of course. What is a Silver Jedi?]

“It’s like...a regular Jedi. Except it likes to keep to its corner of space and pretend the problems facing the Galaxy don’t exist.”

[That sounds even worse than the meddlesome Jedi of my time. What is your Jedi Order like?]

“The worst kind of meddlesome,” Trextan replied. “Go on, push on up and let’s see what we can keep going.”

The drone barely hummed as its repulsors took it up into the air. Trextan almost immediately lost sight of it against the smooth gradient of the early morning sky. Already he could feel the warmth from the direction of the slowly rising suns. They looked particularly large and intimidating low to the horizon. Just a trick of perspective he knew, but still it made him think of how large they would loom for the midday heat.

Show off

“Imagine how quickly you would roll off if you were stuck with a restraining bolt for years,” Trextan replied to R4.

I don’t like that thing.

“I know, but this way if you have an urgent warning then I’ll know what you’re hooting about. Wasn’t because you keep being cheeky. I know you realised you pushed your luck too far.”

The indignant part that followed didn’t register on his datapad. It seemed that sometimes he could make a noise without actually conveying any meaning. Trextan smiled inside his mask and looked down at his arm. He could still see the feed quite clearly. The bike was an obvious shape from the height V3 reached.

“Still receiving video feed?”

“Got you still.”

“Testing subsystems.” The video zoomed in until Trextan and R4 were also quite clear. Then it switched to a false colour heatmap. Trextan still stood out against the cool sand. He wouldn’t in a few hours. The video pulled back and switched to something else. It was just a plain field of purple.

“That doesn’t seem to be working?” Trextan called.

“Wave your arm.”

Trextan waved and his arm appeared on its own, bright yellow.

“Motion sensor. Now lifeform.”

It returned to the regular feed but Trextan was encircled. Then the circle vanished.

“That one doesn’t seem to work well. I am unable to discern if that is a problem with my sensor or interference. Let me try a terrain map.”

Before it winked out the view started to spin. When Trextan looked carefully he could just see the drone circling, but only for a moment at a time. The screen on his arm returned that a holo datafile was being transmitted but that no suitable projector was available.

“R4 can you pick that up and project?” Trextan asked. A moment later and R4 projected a clear terrain map of the local region onto the ground. It wasn’t particularly interesting as it only covered a few hundred metres around where they were. “Looks good,” he called out to V3. “Just hold position if you can, watch Choli as long as possible.”

Nosy.

“You aren’t?” There was no reply.

 

[Choli Vyn]

[member="Trextan Voidstalker"]

Moving across sand and dried cracked earth was always a pain. While Choli had spent some time returning to Tatooine on her shore leave, there was always an adjustment period of getting used to the constant walking, the heat, and realizing that your eyes could play tricks on you under the constant heat rays.

The second sun soon rose, a fat, yellow orange sphere larger than the first. Here is when the first stirrings of an increase in temperature would be felt with every meter both suns rose against that pale blue sky.

Under her mask, Choli would regulate her breathing, keeping slow steady breaths that made her chest rise and fall with an even beat. There was a way to walk on the ground as well, out and in, rolling the foot inwards to help against fatigue. All small pieces of information gleaned from experience out here in the desert. Her limbs soon fell into a routine, muscle memory taking over much as it had done before. Every now and then, Choli would pause, crouching low and take a look through her macrobinoculars. It was still relatively early morning. The mists were already fading. Typically, an early start with the Sand People commenced before the dawn. However, there were so many different clans with different priorities.

What Choli didn’t know is that an increase in activity and patrol of the Galactic Empire had riled up the Tusken Raider clans close to the larger cities. Most had seen a few clashes, drawing a need for vengeance and a method of removing the outsiders from their lands. Others simply took to wandering deeper into the Wastes, where it would be difficult to find them amidst the deep ravines, canyons, and across the vast dune seas.

This marked a considerable reason why there was an increase in Tusken Raider activity as well as explained why there would be a lack of such in another. The cover of the disappearing mists and the early dawn provided a method for Choli to cross the distance a bit more easily towards the oasis. Soon, she was surrounded by large boulders, crafted out of sharp sandstone and lime, microscopic crystals embedded within glinting under the increasing morning light.

Where were the sharpshooters? The guards? It made no sense. Oases like these were guarded fiercely. Revered. Often times there were terrible conflicts over them, with so much blood spilling to paint the sand crimson.

Crouching low, Choli made her way along the righthand side of a boulder. Bringing up her macrobinculars, it became a little more clear why there were no life signs nearby.

The oasis was dry. Where scattered palms had once decorated the area, their dead dry bending skeletons remained. There were no tracks of wildlife. No visible signs of life. Shock froze on her face.

What happened here?

This oasis had survived several centuries. Natural clay deposits and stone allowed the mists to collect the moisture here naturally. Now, there wasn't a trace of water.

Lips thinning into a straight line, the Rogue rose to her feet. She had to find out why.

 

[Trextan Voidstalker]

“How long has it been?” Trextan asked.

“One minute since you last asked.”

Booeep?

Vee had gotten past the joy of flying freely again and was back hovering around the bike. He had lost sight of Choli some time ago. Trextan sat cross-legged in the sand. He started to drum out a little rhythm on the side of the bike. R4 had protested a few minutes ago when he had been doing this with his phrik hand.

Trextan had been content to mull about and wait until he’d suddenly started to feel uneasy. Whether that was the Force or just his idle mind playing tricks on him wasn’t clear. He had half a mind to send V3C4 up and further out to try and catch sight of Choli again, but that would have felt like a breach of trust. It hadn’t yet been half an hour.

The heat wasn’t even oppressive yet. In Espa he'd caught a bit of the midday heat, but only briefly before retreating to the shelter of some shade. Being out in the of the sun and trying to walk anywhere would been a nightmare, he imagined.

“Maybe we should…”

“We were given orders to wait,” V3 cut him off.

“True,” Trextan replied. He stopped tapping and started to draw circles in the sand. There were no lifeforms nearby, either he or R4 would have picked them up.

“I can do another local flight, see if I can see her returning and then return and inform you when the thirty minutes are up.”

“That sounds a good idea,” Trextan replied.

R4 gave a little ooo when the droid was gone.

“She’ll be back soon.”

 

[Choli Vyn]

[member="Trextan Voidstalker"]


At around the twenty-five minute mark, V3’s sensors were able to pick up distant movement. His ocular sensors gave a whir as they went zooming in. Life form sensors detectors flared and the imperial scout drone gave the report.

[ Lifeform detected. ] the Astromech gave a beep parp and used the holographic feed to display the approaching figure. Much to R4’s and Trextan’s relief it was Choli. However, one was able to quickly assess from her purposeful stride that not everything was right.

Her breathing was a bit ragged, but she didn't seem to be harmed in any manner. As she drew closer, they would be able to hear her modulated voice, [ It’s clear. ] although the tone suggested she wasn't to happy about it.

Coming on beside them, Choli came to a stop. Setting her rifle to the side, her right hand came up to unclip the breathing mask from her lower face. Sweaty indented olive skin and pink cheeks were revealed, her hand coming up to tug up the goggles to the crown of her head.

She was aiming to get a sip of water, but without the mask and eye protection one could see there was a lingering edge of confusion and anger in her expression.

 

[Trextan Voidstalker]

He was already on his feet when she came back. Anyone else and he would have sensed the mood behind that expression from a distance. Not Choli though, never her.

He glanced at her face and then stared off into the distance as if he might be able to see something coming. He couldn't. She wouldn't have said 'it's clear’ and put her rifle aside if there had been anyone following her.

“What's wrong?”

There was a low hum as Vee descended. He came down to head height and then bobbed there. Seeing him like that made him think about the fact that there was almost no breeze and how unpleasant that would be later.

 

[Choli Vyn]

[member="Trextan Voidstalker"]

Cool water ran down Choli’s throat, parching her thirst and cooling her down. She was still rather upset, and as the back of her hand came up to wipe the excess water drop and grit from her mouth, the young woman finally spoke.

“ The Oasis is dry.” it might be rather confusing to process at first. Maybe more so when one considered just what an oasis is. “I went scouting alongside it. Got as close as I could. There isn’t any water there. The bed is cracked and dry.” the thick slash of her brows drew tight across her forehead, lips twisting in confusion.

“It doesn’t make sense. It’s been there for centuries. The Storytellers tell of it’s existence. There is no reason why…” it would be dry. Mind racing, she corked back the canteen and tried to make sense of it.

“It’s why there isn’t anyone guarding it around here. No water, no reason to.” swiveling back towards the buttes, Choli gave a flex of her fingers.

“It doesn’t make sense.” Unless the water was removed or pumped away…

 

[Trextan Voidstalker]

Trextan wasn't sure what to say. He didn't know how the ecosystem worked here, but it didn't seem particularly dynamic. The oasis drying up since Choli had left, not two years ago, seemed unlikely.

It was V3 who spoke to. “We carried out deep scans when we deployed. Under the wastes are underground streams. It would have taken a lot of engineering but someone could have tapped it upstream. “

Trextsn took a sip from his canteen and placed it back in the bags. Being on the bike again would at least give them a breeze. Thinking about it he took the canteen back out to refill it from the bike's tank to give it some room to collect moisture.

“What does it mean for the trip?” Trextan asked her. Perhaps they would need to change route or call it off entirely for all he knew. “We can investigate if you want.”

He didn't share too many mannerisms with Jacen, even if his early formative years had been around him. One aspect they had in common was a will to do right by others. Even if at times that could get twisted by people. Trextan wasn't consciously aware that deep down he knew he had been in the wrong when he'd attacked Jacen. Being led so far astray wounded him in several ways and was the root cause of a lot of his more sullen behaviour. It wasn't always easy to self examine and address the cause.

“Especially if this is going to put people at risk.” Perhaps a few months ago he wouldn't have cared so much for the plight of tusken raiders and jawas.

 

[Choli Vyn]

[member="Trextan Voidstalker"]


It bothered Choli. It didn’t feel right. Vee Three was right, there were several underground streams and canyons that ran along the length of the Wastes. A few were there either due the natural erosion of water from eons past or by method of past corporations, like Czerka.

“It doesnt make sense.” For the Tusken Raiders, Oases like this one were reveared. To see it dry struck at Choli to the bone. There just wasn’t anything right by it.

“We’ll need to find water by another means.” Choli added, lips pressing tight. “That will be a bit more difficult but not a problem.” The problem was what it meant in the long run for the Oasis.

“Investigating will set us back a while.” She admitted. They weren’t even sure if they would be able to find an exact cause.

“The underground passages are dangerous.” Krayt Dragons were not the only ones to use the old passages as their lairs. There were others too that would use them to stay cool and out of the sun.

“...but it will also take us out of the heat of the day.” While they wouldn’t be able to camp outside, finding entry underground would provide a natural cool climate.

Choli swung her gaze over to Trextan. “So depends if you are claustrophobic or not. And if you don’t mind the delay.”

 

[Trextan Voidstalker]

Trextan sighed, he looked to the desert ahead as if it might hold the answer. The Force was a guide, but it didn't make each decision for you.

“We could go looking for the answer and find absolutely nothing,” he thought out loud. “But if there is a cause and we move on will anyone else make the same mistake and not be able to move on to the next water like us?”

With a moment more of thought he decided it would never sit right if they didn't even make a small attempt to look into the dried up oasis.

“Do you know where we would find a route to follow the dried up stream? And more water? I don't have too much of an issue with tight spaces. Don't love the idea of underground caving down narrow passages though.”

“I can scout ahead down any cave system we find,” Vee offered.

 

[Choli Vyn]

[member="Trextan Voidstalker"]

Choli wasn’t sure if his inquiries were more musings or actual questions with how quick he went from one to the next. However, the latter she was able to answer in turn. With a twist of her torso, squinting eyes went searching towards a distant butte. It had the coiling half arch of sorts that made it appear as if it was in the shape of a Tatooine Howler’s head.

“There, should be a small cave entrance that leads down towards the underground passageways.” A return back towards Vee Three gave the droid credit where it is due. “And he would make a better scout as we move into it. I wasn’t planning on having us linger underground, maybe one of the local caves, but in such small spaces, any critter could have made it its home by now.” Especially as the Twin Suns continued their ascent into the skies.

“Arr Four could keep watch just by the entrance when we go in.” He wouldn’t be able to handle going through the passageways anyways the deeper they went.

“We can scout just along the areas under the bed -- if it is dry, then I expect any underground watertables as well…” unless there was another reason why the water was gone. One due to interference that wasn’t at all natural.

 

[Trextan Voidstalker]

The longest part of his shawl lay draped across the back of the bike. It lay there, undisturbed by breeze, in the shade of the cave. Anyone looking for the bike would have to walk deep into the shadows to find it. Even if they did R4 was well hidden behind some rocks with his scanners aimed at the entrance.

Trextan’s arm was on full show now, but that couldn’t be helped. No good hiding it when no one would see him, especially if it meant tripping over himself if they needed to go through some crawl spaces. Vee had lit up the first few metres into the cavern, but those lights winked out.

“Switching to dark sensors, moving out,” he said. The humm of his repulsors reduced to a barely audible hiss and he bobbed into the darkness. His sky blue form was nothing more than a hazy egg in the air for a few seconds before he was gone.

Trextan double checked his gear. He’d left the sporting blaster behind, but had a spare powerpack in his belt for both handcannon and lightsaber, not that he was intending on violence unless absolutely necessary.

“Do you have a comm-unit?” he asked Choli. “With the way signals are here we could drop them as we go to boost the signal. Just in case something comes to eat Arr-Four.”

Hoo?