Searching For A Home Never Lost... (PM For Invite)

[Julius Sedaire]

Location: Jedi Archives on Voss​

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Vassara had vanished, just after their first expedition, and it had left Alcuin mildly worried. Some said she was dead, but he had heard rumor she was in one of her old haunts. To tell the truth, he had begun to like the lass, and was quite eager to continue their partnership together. Though he hadn't really told her the deeper truths about himself, his people, or his past, he had been considering it. She seemed worldly, and intelligent, and just the type of person he could get along with. Maybe even trust. So when he had tried to hail her on the comm to suggest an expedition to a certain part of a territory for a particular crystal he was interested in for a project.

So he had came to the Voss archives, to search out her history, and her expeditions as well as cross referencing them against the archives contained within. It was entirely possible he could use his knowledge of her life, albeit not exhaustive, but good, to find something. One story stuck out in his mind, something about her and a journey to the far fledged places of the Galaxy... Though not exact in her details, given they were a few mugs in, she seemed to indicate it was on the Rim. It had something to do with Stygium too, he thought.

So here he was, leather hood down across his shoulders, tapping away on a data-terminal in Voss' archives, waiting and trying to think and cross analyze. He was not a gifted computer type, but that was for an Anefilt's standards. Compared to most standard intelligence humans, he was still a cut above, if only by a bit here and there. The long he was awake from his hyper-sleep trance, the better his memories and abilities were becoming. The stronger his powers became as well.

Work was exhausting, and annoying though, and he tried to keep his focus and motivation up and narrowed. On occasion he sipped slightly from a flask he kept at his hip. The thing was positively ancient and even touching it carried memories, though not of the psychic kind, he was able to keep that form happening thanks to the plain gloves on his hands. But just the regular reminiscent sorts everyone was prone to. Nothing special, just a no-nonsense rum he had gotten from a Coellian spacer, who said it was Kashyykian in origin.

If he could just find the blasted woman, maybe he'd finally find someone able to help him go home... Maybe...

 

[RC 212]

[member="Alcuin"]

Jack had rummaging through the old Raxis homestead to find clues to who she was and what she did. Her long lost son, he held surprisingly little knowledge of anything about her endeavours. however the floor boards were quite hollow in one spot and had produced a small box with a Codex of everywhere she'd gone and everyone she'd met. Jack was elated, far beyond elated he was positively joyful.

For some reason one place caught his eye. Voss a place that contained Jedi Archives and might have even more information. So Jack had flown there, retaining a copy of the original Codex and was now strolling through the halls of the immense library. It was a daunting place, rooms upon rooms, shelves lined with Datacrons. Multiple terminals with all the information on digital drives. Completely unawares of who Alcuin was Jack took a seat next to him at a terminal and opened the screen.

His hardened visage remained stony, and his brow was furrowed. Every-time he moved dust puffed from various patches on his old Spacers jacket and trousers. The red handkerchief was tied around his neck and a single blaster accompanied with a Besk'ad hung on his hips.

Jack grunted, peering into the database and searching her name....

 

[Julius Sedaire]

There wasn't much, as he fumbled about the system, thinking and running a hand through the lightly combed and oiled beard. Not much at all, really. If he were honest, it would be a lot of guesswork and shots in the dark to track her down. His best guesses were two particular planets, given how she had spoken of them in their brief time journeying together. It was odd, in truth, for new associates to talk as freely as they had. But there it was, sitting around a fire, eyeing each other over the flames and wondering just what - or who - was staring back at you. You eventually talked, even if of inconsequential little side-stories. And so, he had set out, determination and thoughts.

Suddenly, it became apparent to him someone was near him, and he turned his head, heavy brows narrowing with a perturbed furrow, and then one of them arching in question and curiosity. Voss wasn't deserted, not per se, but he had chosen this area after observing it had a positively slow and silent air to it. Wouldn't you know it, some young pup had wandered up. Not for the first time, Alcuin regretted the wasting of his sensory abilities most of all from his hyper-sleep. The others were easy enough to rebuild, but he had grown so use to the touch of ferrosense, and his mastery of it, and other ways.

Clearing his throat, he decided to speak. Might as well see if he could maybe help the lad with what he was searching for and speed him on his way so he could focus properly.

"Somethin have you perplexed, lad?"

[member="Jack Raxis"]

 

[RC 212]

[member="Alcuin"]

Jack gave the huge man a sidelong glare. He looked the old adventurer type. His eyes swept up and down his robe and massive swords, checking every detail down to the way he hunched slightly. He guessed an explorer type, treasure hunter maybe? Had taken a wound or two?

Hunting what? He thought, a grim scene coming to mind.

He shoved the thoughts aside now, as he was being clearly rude, and extended his hand, dirty and calloused across the way. A fire lit in his eyes in that moment. A moment Jack had many of, when you made another human connection, and perhaps a friend. Alcuin might recognize the wild stare as a trait from his mother. But if he didn't know anything of that the next line Jack dropped might have been a bombshell.

"Pleasure meeting you mate, Names Raxis, Captain Jack Raxis of the Kessels Pride. Just doing a bit of research on a planet my mother once travelled too. Trying to find clues and tid-bits. You?"

 

[Julius Sedaire]

An eye widened just a bit as the brow arched back down, and he shook his head just ever so slightly. Would wonders ever cease, and would the Force ever stop interfering in the race of the Anefilt and their destiny? Either way things went, it was in the end not a surprise, and he smiled, still typing a bit, a datapad plugging in swiftly to the terminal to download coordinates as the rather short and broad shouldered fellow grasped the spacers' hand and shook it. To tell the truth, he had a few injuries here and there, and he had only the services of a shotgun doc in the back of a ramshackle bar. They were from attempting to utilize his old crafting talents via Alchemy and Force Imbuement. The results hadn't been what he had hoped, but he was alive. The burns were irritating to breathe with though.

"Raxis? Would your mother be Vassara? We might be doing the same task, if so."

[member="Jack Raxis"]

 

[RC 212]

[member="Alcuin"]

Jack was paused for a moment when he spoke her name. He knew the name, and that was prize enough, but the same task? Perhaps and perhaps not. He couldn't feel any ill will from the man and his shake was firm. He was definitely a spacer like himself. For a few more moments he stared perplexed at the screen and then offered a simple word.

"Yes."

From his pocket he could feel the Codex. It was like a brick weighing him down. In his mind a maelstrom of questions were stirring, a curious fire roaring, casting embers so hot his lips had to move. He could not stay silent any longer. He had so little, and yet had some answers at his fingertips.

"What do you know of her? How do you know her?"

His fingers errantly wandered to the Codex drive in his pocket, tracing the hard metallic edges.

 

[Julius Sedaire]

"Didn't know her terribly long really. Or I guess well, if truth be told. Though, when you get into some of the pinches we did, as often as we did, the situation sort of bonds you faster than normal. She was a good woman. Could drink enough to put a rancor out it seems. And she had just about as wild a love of the stars and forgotten places as I do. I heard she up and disappeared though, so i'm working on finding her if I can. We had some jobs planned together, and I don't trust too easy. If you're her kid, you're welcome to come with me for the ride."

There was a watchful eye on the man still as he pulled his hands back to cross over his chest. V's son or not, which would be hard enough to verify, it would be impressive for a plan to come so cunningly together to target him. Never the less, he let himself reach out a bit with the Force, easily feeling the Aura of the other man gently, before gesturing to his terminal and smiling, the movement breaking his usually stoic and severe face into one not often seen.

"Up to you.. If nothing else, I've got a ship I guarantee you've never see the likes of before, and you will see a few fun places while we putz about."

[member="Jack Raxis"]

 

[RC 212]

[member="Alcuin"]

Jacks eyebrow knitted back into a furrowed brow. So he had been her friend eh? Then the next part was going to come hard for him. Almost as hard as it had been for young Jack when he'd stumbled across her fate. Jack shut off the terminal and swivelled in the chair, finally pulling the Codex from his pocket. It was a small steel drive, with dirty battered edges. Paint was scraped away and it was full of dings and dents.

"Well any friend of hers can be a friend of mine. Unfortunately she'd dead man. Killed by a Sith Lord I think."

Jack extended the drive handing it to Alcuin with a strained look on his face.

"This though, is a Codex she left behind. All the planets she's ever visited, including uncharted waters. Known associates too. I was here looking for information on some planets and events, using the Codex as my map so to speak."

He was a lucky bugger, getting an inside look into Raxis secrets.

"You can copy this, might come in handy. As for where you're going, well I'm a crack pilot, so I'd love to take a ride!"