Star Wars - Tales from the Outer Rim

"Sight-Seeing, Part 2"
By: Xara Q

Location: New Plouton; Thanatos
Date: Selene 4, 4 ABY

***

Xara Q ambled out of the bar with the last few stragglers when it shut down in the early morning hours. Peering around the New Plouton streets, Xara paused long enough to get her bearings, then set off in a random direction. She had a very nice buzz that at least took the weight of her heavy thoughts off of her shoulders, but she didn't notice the two men who followed her away from the bar.

Turning down the next street, Xara Q contemplated catching a transport to the next city. Thanatos suited her usual mode, but she wasn't entirely sure if she wanted to stay in the same place. Of course, that was all very easy to consider while her brain was sufficiently addled, but the next turn of thought brought her back to believing it would simply be too much effort to re-locate, not to mention the fact that she would be severely out-of-place.

Her musings were interrupted by a tap on her shoulder. Spinning around sharply, Xara Q over-balanced and had to correct herself before she could stare up at the two men who had stepped to either side of her.

" 'Ello, beautiful," one of them drawled in an unmistakably liquor-blurred voice. "Care for a bit 'a fun?"

Xara Q measured the two men up silently as the other one swayed on his feet. They were both at least a little drunker than she was, but peering around the street, Xara Q didn't notice any passers-by who looked like they had taken any interest in the situation. She was on her own.

"Not particularly, gentlemen. If you'll excuse me..." Xara made to step around the smaller of the two. He seized her around the waist.

"Oh, no you don't, my--"

Her fist connected immediately with the man's jaw. In the next moment, Xara Q's blaster was in her hand and she spun around to face her other attacker. However, it took her several seconds to get a bead on him; it was all he needed. He lunged after her, and the air was knocked from her body as she sprawled backwards onto the pavement.

Damn, why'd she have to have so many drinks? Xara Q lashed out blindly, and the man stepped away from her flailing foot. He kicked her savagely in the ribs, and Xara Q curled instinctively and rolled back across the pavement. She tried to get her feet under her again, but the man was a little faster. He threw another punch, and pain exploded in Xara's head; it felt suddenly as though her brains were attempting to leak out through her ears.

Unable to think of what else to do, Xara lashed out again; this time, her foot made a lucky connection. She heard the man grunt and drop to his knees. She didn't waste any time with spinning back to her feet. While she tried to stabilize herself, the smaller man stared blearily at her, clutching a hand to his bleeding lip.

Xara Q didn't bother to wait for his reaction. She stepped forward, swept her blaster off of the ground, and brought it around. Her first shot went wild, striking the wall behind the man harmlessly. She didn't get a chance to fire the second; the man still on his feet took off down the street at a full sprint.

Xara Q looked quickly around the street; people were now turning to stare at her, and she quickly put her blaster away before she drew too much notice and strode quickly the other way, leaving the larger man still staggering to his feet behind her.

Damn, damn, damn! Well, that pretty much decided where she was heading next. Xara Q set off at a quick pace to the stop where she had gotten off the last transport and huddled back against the wall, out of the way of the people still milling about the street.

A few moments later, a troop of what she assumed to be military or police was rocketing down the street past her, but Xara Q ducked her head and didn't bother to notice their uniforms. Two minutes later, finally, a transport stopped and Xara jumped quickly on-board, ducking down in the back and doing her best to stay out of sight.

The ride back to Thanatos, at least, was uneventful, and the sun had made a fair distance across the sky as she stepped back off the transport and headed for the grimy, run-down shack of a building she had taken up residence in.

That's what I get for staying planet-side, Xara reprimanded herself as she climbed to the small room she was renting. As soon as she was inside, she locked the door behind her and slumped down on the bed.

Now that the excitement of the previous night had died away, so had her buzz...followed by a sharp, stabbing headache that joined the rest of the aches and pains left over from the fight. Xara could feel her left eye bulging from where she had been punched, and her ribs felt distinctly bruised, making it painful to breathe. Still, at the moment, the only thing she could think of was sleep....

As part of her mind automatically started making plans to look for work in the morning ("Get the hell out've this dump," Xara muttered aloud), Xara Q drifted off to sleep, where her dreams were disturbed by images of dark alleyways and indistinct figures.

"The Evening Wanderings"
By: Kel Deneb - Bounty Hunter

Location: Arcadia
Date: Selene 4, 4 ABY

***

Kel stepped out into the evening air from his house in Arcadia, the capital of this newly liberated planet. Without the Imperial presence, he figured that soon crime would begin overtaking it, unless the supposed New Republic would actually do some sort of policing. He smiled slightly at that, knowing it would take a while for them to get their collective heads out of their asses in order to do that. Until that time, though, he was certain his services would come into play to the right bidders. Kel nodded to himself, and smiled again. By now people knew of his presence on the planet, a permanent one that is. And people would start coming to him for help in finding and either eliminating or capturing someone. This would allow him to resume what he enjoyed doing in life.

For a brief moment, he wondered what Raia was up to. After their encounter, he was certain he had scared her slightly. But, Kel also had a feeling that she would be looking for him soon, for one reason or another. Kel continued walking along, and felt some sprinkles of water fall on his bare arm. Ah, a summer rain, he thought to himself, noticing the cloud covered sky. After a few minutes, a gentle rain started falling, but no one really ran for cover, as the water was slightly warm, and actually felt nice. Kel continued to walk along, watching the people.

After a little while longer, he ducked into one of the more upscale bars in the capital region. He walked up to the bar, and was greeted by a voluptuous bartender, whose dress was obviously made to attract more business and more tips. Kel smiled to her, and nodded. "Local ale," he said to her.

She smiled, and nodded, her red hair flicking behind her as she went off to get the customer some ale.

Kel watched her go, then turned and looked at the other patrons in the bar. Most were engaged in conversations, and he did not notice really any illicit activity. It was places like here where his high paying customers would come. He made a mental note of the average amount of money being spent here, and figured out roughly how much each person made a year. He liked his rough figures, and from experience, Kel knew that people with money had many enemies.

"Here you go," the bartender said from behind Kel.

He turned, and smiled to her. "Thanks," Kel said, and paid her appropriately. He also gave her a wink as she moved off, getting a flirty smile in return. Kel took a drink from the glass, and nodded his approval of the drink in his hands. He might come here more often with service like this.

Kel settled in, and stayed for a while in the bar, watching and drinking.

"Epilogue: Part 1"
By: Koran Darr
Laedra Vorrel
Orinth Neerou [NPC+]
Tralesha Zibel
Liam Zaneth
Shaza Nightshade [NPC+]
Va'Lesh Zaneth [NPC+]
Yara [NPC+]
Rilanna Kir
Shrezade Anoran
Dresh Kano [NPC+]

Location: New Plouton; Jedi Temple; Drogen Shipyards
Date: Selene 4, 4 ABY

***

The sun hung low in the sky out of the bay. It had been a warm day, hot enough to heat the sands of the beach to where people had been forced to move in an awkward hopping dance to get from place to place. At least those without the ability to will away such adverse effects. Hands clasped behind his back and his mind, heart, and spirit open to the world around him, Koran Darr's eyes were closed as he meditated in the waning sunlight, but all of his senses were open. He was as much a part of this bay as the rocks and trees and water.

He sensed the approach behind him, a beacon in the Force to him. There was a bond, of sorts, between them, and he sensed her readily through the ethereal energy. He could not say how many days they had left together, but he knew there weren't many. Soon she would leave, and he would turn his entire focus to the Jedi and rebuilding their order.

"It is moments like this one," he said as she stopped beside the rock on which he stood, "that I sense the peace won yesterday. Now, it is time to heal."

"And relax," Laedra Vorrel added with a gentle smile. Although it was a blazing hot day, a cool breeze still blew in from the ocean to cool the beach-goers. Laedra's thin, white coverup fluttered to reveal the swimsuit beneath and tendrils of her loose hair were blown across her face as the wind swirled around her. She noted fondly how Koran's own hair swayed, catching the light of the sun and showing red highlights she'd never noticed before. Laedra chuckled softly. "You haven't even gone into the water. Why did you choose, then, to come to the coast?"

Koran laughed softly. "There's still time," he said. "Maybe later we can go out into the water together. Even without going into the water, it's nice here. There's a peacefulness, even in the Force. Places such as this, they weren't touched as profoundly by the war." He turned to regard her. "It's nice to see what can be, rather than being reminded of what has been."

Laedra sighed and lay her head atop her arms folded upon the rock to gaze at the crashing waves. "You have an opportunity to change this world, Koran," she said quietly. "What will you do with such power?"

"I will give Liam the best counsel I can," Koran answered. "As he explained it, my role there will be to address Jedi matters and to act as a liaison between Tae'Remok and the Jedi, and then to the rest of the galaxy as necessary. I will be one voice to him, but my hope is to be able to lend voice to all the Jedi in this."

Laedra nodded absently, then glanced up at Koran. "And...did he mention me during your talk?"

"He asked about you, and how you were," Koran answered. "I told him. He was making his speech today, and then going to go to the Temple. I'm certain he's there now. He's dealing with his pain as can be expected, and I sensed no darkness in him, just sadness."

"The Temple?" Laedra stood up straight and regarded Koran with a mixture of suspicion and disappointment. "You never told me," she whispered. "Why?"

"Because we are here and the Temple is there," Koran said. He touched her through the Force and sighed. "He mentioned stopping by here afterwards, and it was intended to be a surprise. So, when he does arrive, act surprised."

Laedra smiled ruefully. "I'm sorry. I just...I need to speak with him one last time, Koran. I need it for closure."

Koran nodded. "I understand," he said. "Tonight you will have your opportunity. Would you like to go for that swim now? It might be very nice out there in the water as the sun sets."

Laedra chuckled gently. "A romantic end to a perfect day?"

Koran smiled. "Is it too much?" he asked. "I just thought it might be nice." He began removing his shirt. "In either case, I believe I will take that swim now, and I would love your company if you are up for it."

Smiling broadly, Laedra slipped off her coverup and laid it upon the rock. "Then you shall have it," she replied, then laughed and dashed off towards the water.

With a laugh, Koran tossed his shirt aside and raced after her, content to enjoy the night here with Laedra as much as he could, and as much as her moods would allow. Tonight would be for them...at least until Liam arrived.

***

"I-I hear something," Orinth Neerou, standing with Tralesha outside the Temple, said anxiously. "Is that a speeder approaching?"

Tralesha listened intently on the approaching sound. After a moment, she nodded. "It is, and it's coming in very fast. Do you think it's him this time? It's going too fast for anyone but a Jedi to be piloting." She grinned and looked at Orinth. "It's him, I know it is." She slipped her hand into his. "Come on, let's go." It was only about ten meters between where they stood and where the speeders were kept, but Tralesha's excitement was nearly bubbling over.

Hanging onto Tralesha's arm for support, Orinth walked forward to meet the incoming speeders. "My Yelara," he mused sadly. "Do you think he's brought her with him?"

Tralesha wasn't certain if she'd actually stumbled, but it certainly felt as if her mind had. "I don't know," she said. "Perhaps...perhaps he has."

Orinth smiled and patted her hand. "I do so want you to meet her, after all. You would love her, Tralesha."

"I am certain I would," she said softly.

Before any more could be said, the speeder rounded the bend and burst into view. Within were several people, including Yara and Shaza. Tralesha glanced at Orinth and was proud of the strength and resolve that burned in his still-bright, still-alive eyes.

"Is Leshie with them?" Orinth muttered, searching the inside of the vehicle. "There's Liam.... He looks strong and brave. He's a good man."

"I can't see," Tralesha answered. "Maybe he's with Yara. She's there. Do you see her? She's sitting with that other young man. Do you see?" The speeder veered smoothly to the right and came to a halt beside the other speeder parked in the clearing. Orinth smiled at Tralesha. "They've arrived."

One of the hatches was opened and out came Yara, wearing another comely dress that had once belonged to Yelara. In her arms was Leshie, kicking happily and smiling grandly. Yara kissed his brow and whispered something unheard to the child. He bounced even more excitedly.

"He knows I'm here," Orinth told Tralesha. "I feel it."

"He does," Tralesha said. "Look how he's looking around. He's...oh, he's looking over here!" At the shrill, burbling squeal he let out, she laughed. "Oh, I think he's seen you."

"Mr. Neerou," Yara called out, then waved at him and hurried forward. When she was near, Leshie had almost wriggled free of her embrace, but Orinth was there to take the child into his own arms. He calmed immediately and cooed at his grandfather. "My boy," Orinth whispered, tearful with joy and sorrow. "Your mother was so proud of you."

Liam stepped out of the speeder and approached slowly, giving Leshie and his great grandfather the time they needed together. He felt the emotions he'd been keeping inside, bottled as tightly as his training would allow, stirring once more. He took a deep breath and used the Force to calm himself, a task that was proving arduously difficult.

Orinth met Liam's gaze, recognizing the hidden pain there he himself still held in his own eyes. He nodded in greeting to the man, then abandoned all formality, and smiled. "My son," he whispered.

Liam smiled and his resolve shattered. Tears slipped from both eyes and trailed down his cheeks. "She was so very brave," he said softly. "She tried to save me, to stop Dargus." His voice cracked and he had to force back the wracking sob that wanted to break free. "She's at the palace, in stasis. She's...it was too early, but...but if she hadn't, he would have... She saved me, and saved everyone in the process." He moved closer and reached out to his son and Orinth. "Father." A smile curled his lips upward and he laughed. "She's still with us, through the Force. I can feel her."

"She's in Leshie," Orinth told him weakly as his voice began to quaver. "And in the end, she was free. She saw through Dargus...and knew she loved you." His eyes grew awash with tears, and his old, weathered face formed far more lines when he sobbed. "You're the only family I have now."

Liam reached out and took Orinth and Leshie into his arms and held him close. "We have each other," he said. "Leshie needs us, and...and we have Yara and Va'Lesh. Dargus cloned them from the babies, but they're them, all grown up. We have them, and we can all be a family."

Orinth dismissed the revelation for reflection at a later time, one when he was far less emotionally affected than he was at that moment. Instead he released one arm from its hold on Leshie and returned Liam's embrace. "She'll never be gone, I won't allow it. She'll live through us, my children."

There was a gentle touch on Orinth's shoulder as Tralesha stepped closer. She gave him a loving smile, and nodded her encouragement.

"Ah, my girl..." Orinth chuckled tearfully and pulled back to present her to Liam. "Tralesha Zibel. She's been of great comfort to me. I know Yelara would have adored her."

Liam chuckled and looked at the young woman standing protectively at Orinth's side. She gave him a smile and glanced over at where Shaza was approaching. She reached in and placed her hand over Orinth's. "We're all here for you in this," she said. "I know nothing can bring Yelara back, but we have each other and we have our memories." She smiled and looked up at Liam. "From what you've said, and seeing everything here, I feel that there's a part of my life that's empty because I never met her."

Liam chuckled. "That's only because I talk too much," he said.

Shaza grinned. "And, I don't?" At Liam's glance at Tralesha, she blushed. "We spent a long time talking last night. Actually, we were still talking when the sun came up."

"Sometimes, having someone to talk to in times like this is the best thing that can happen. A bottle of Corellian Whiskey helps too."

Shaza laughed and placed a hand on Liam's shoulder. "You're horrible. But, it's an endearing quality."

Liam smiled and held her gaze for a long moment before nodding. "Yes, I am, aren't I?" He turned to Orinth. "Would you like to go inside? We can get Leshie some food and maybe some drinks for ourselves, and...and we can remember Yelara." He looked at Shaza. "And for those who never met her, we can introduce her."

Orinth sighed and nodded wanly. "We shall celebrate her bravery and life, and the love she had for us all." He kissed Leshie's forehead, and with Tralesha's support again, they started at a leisurely pace back towards the Temple, to reminisce and remember, and to make certain Yelara's memory never perished, even though her physical being had.

***

"Repairs are progressing well," Rilanna said as she met with Reza on the skybridge overlooking the main operations deck. "Air scrubbers are all now working above eighty-five percent efficiency and security teams are running into less resistance. I'd say we'll only need ten more days like this, and we can officially declare ourselves back in full operation."

Reza nodded absently and sighed as she turned to leaned her back against the rail. She glanced aside at Rilanna and smiled wanly. "What if I don't want to return to this life? What if I want to escape again and just travel the galaxy with you? Hm?"

"My ship's ready and waiting," Rilanna answered with a grin. "All we have to do is climb inside and go. We'll just pick a direction and go, and just explore." She allowed her hand to brush over Reza's, a touch that managed to carry her feelings with it. "How's that sound?" Reza moaned happily, then chuckled at her friend. "Of course it sounds wonderful...but we can't exactly do that, now can we? There are people depending on us."

"Yes," Ril answered. "Maybe we can train people to take over for us, and in a few months..." She grinned. "A nice thought. Though, we'd have to convince Dresh to come with us when we go."

"He'll be busy," she replied with a note of disappointment. "He's heading some project on one of Tae'Karada's moons." Reza chuckled wryly and turned back to face the promenade below. "Life was so simple on Riga. Will there even be time for anything here?"

Rilanna pressed her hand to Reza's back and brushed her fingers sensuously against her shoulder. "Oh, I'm sure if we want to we can make that time, don't you? If we want it bad enough, we'll make it a priority."

"But however will you fit me into your schedule when much of your time is spent with Lerrah and her woman?" Reza teased, glancing back at her friend.

"You will take note that I am here with you right now," Rilanna said with a grin, "rather than down in Lerrah's quarters. I should hope that is evidence enough where I would rather be."

Reza chuckled and lay her hand upon Rilanna's resting on her shoulder. "At this hour, yes.... But, we can discuss all this when the station is up and running completely. I imagine there will be time..."

"Just think of all the time we'll have when we don't have to oversee every little detail," Ril said. "I think we'll have quite a bit of time for...tasting wines, and sampling cuisine, and putting that chef of yours through the tests."

"And discovering just what this relationship of ours is all about...." Reza flashed Rilanna a tender smile, then shifted around again to face her, but this time she slipped her arms around Ril's waist. "I do love you, Rilanna," she told her forthrightly. "You no longer doubt that, do you?"

"No," Rilanna said with a smile as she slipped her arms around Reza. "Not any more. I don't know exactly what we do have, but I know that it is love. And, I know that when I'm with you, I'm happy."

Reza smiled with wonder. "And I am with you...and Dresh...." She laughed to herself, shaking her head. "I'm getting weak, aren't I?"

"I wouldn't call it weak," another voice answered. "Just overly sentimental toward those for whom you care."

Reza glanced aside at Dresh, needing only his voice to betray his identity. She reached out a hand to him, but didn't detach from Rilanna. "And when did overly sentimental become any different from weak, Captain?"

"It's only a weakness when overly sentimental feelings are attached to all things. Those you love are exempt."

When his hand touched hers, a flood of joy went through Reza, and she guided him closer. "So, if it is not a weakness to love you both, then what is it?"

"More love than most people get in their lifetime," he answered. "There's no such thing as too much love, especially from those you love in return."

Reza smiled. "So insightful...." She leaned in towards him for a light kiss, then, so as not to neglect Rilanna, she did the same to her. "Things are looking brighter," she commented, passing her gaze between the two of them. "It was always so dark...but not now, not ever again."

"When you get a chance," Dresh said with a grin, "you might want to check through your messages. We may end up seeing more of each other than we'd planned."

Reza lifted an eyebrow at him. "Oh? Have you made some special arrangements I should know about?"

Dresh laughed. "I haven't, but it appears that you and I have been requested, by the new High Prince Regent of Tae'Karada, to act in an advisory capacity within the new government. You as the administrator of this station, and me as a representative of the New Republic."

Reza's eyes grew wide with surprise, and she chuckled lowly. "They've given me a voice in the government?" she asked, quite amused. "This Regent is quite mad, isn't he?"

Dresh laughed. "He's a Jedi Knight," he said. "And, it's actually an intelligent move, to bring in all the elements of the planet and to try to unify everyone. From what I've heard, it'll be quite a change from before. I've heard he's also going to alter some of Tae'Karada's social practices." He glanced at Rilanna. "I'm sorry to say that the equadi will no longer be the standard style of dress down there."

Rilanna chuckled. "As long as they're not outlawing them completely, I may still get to wear one for Reze."

Reza grinned at her girl. "There's always the privacy of our own quarters...." She kissed her lightly, then looked aside at Dresh with a note of rue. "You have to go now, don't you?"

"I do," he answered with a sigh. "But I'll be back as soon as I can. Maybe day after tomorrow if things work out. I'll comm you when I get there, provided the local HoloNet connection is up."

"We'll find a way," she assured him, as well as herself. After slipping away from Rilanna, she wrapped her arms around Dresh's waist and held him in silence for a time. She took in the scent of his clothing as her cheek rested against his chest and traced the contours of his back with her fingers lightly. "I'll miss you," she whispered.

"I'll miss you too," Dresh answered. "We'll do everything we can to make the separation bearable, and all the time we can manage together, we will."

"You'd better make this work," she threatened playfully, "or Rilanna here will have to comfort me. You might just become superfluous."

"Well, I've got something she doesn't have," Dresh said with a grin. "Though, she does have breasts, and I think they win in almost every case. Don't worry, I'll make this work."

"I know," she replied sincerely. Cradling one side of his face in her hand, Reza reached up and kissed Dresh amorously. "Fly safely," she whispered.

"I will," Dresh answered. "And, make sure you don't get too close to Ril; I don't want to have to fight too hard to win you back." He glanced over at Ril and chuckled. "But, if you're up for it, give her enough to keep her as interested as you want her to be."

"Oh, I can definitely manage that," Reza replied with a suggestive grin. "Now...go on. The sooner you leave, the sooner you return to me."

"In that case," Dresh said, "I'm gone." He kissed her with longing, and finally had to pull away. "I'll miss you, Shrezade, and I'll come back soon."

Reza nodded and watched Dresh go with a wistful smile. "I love that man," she sighed.

Rilanna's arms slipped around Reza's waist and she held herself close. "I know," she said. "The two of you are good together, Reza. And, he loves you. It's wonderful to see the two of you so happy."

Reza kissed Rilanna's cheek fondly and corrected, "The three of us."

Ril grinned and brushed her lips against Reza's. "The three of us. I love you, Reze."

"Then let's go to my room," she murmured against Rilanna's lips, "and you can show me just how much."

"Gladly," Rilanna whispered, and together they left the observation deck and made their way to Reza's room.

"Epilogue: Part 2"
By: Yannick [NPC+]
Pack [NPC+]
Kaysa Zenarr-Tregat
Kallia Brael
Moril Astren [NPC+]

Location: Thanatos; Agarra; New Plouton
Date: Selene 4, 4 ABY

***

"It's perfect." Yannick grinned, proud of his own good taste. "I mean...it's got a roof, doesn't it? And besides, we only need it for meetings, that sort of thing." He glanced aside at his friend, his brother, still appraising the housing structure. "So...what do you say?"

Pack crossed his arms over his chest and shifted his weight to the side. He recrossed his arms, shifted to the other side, and then cocked his head toward the other side. Finally after rubbing his chin for a moment, he grinned. "It's perfect."

Yannick clapped his friend on the back, then emitted a whooping cheer. "I'll have the boys move our stuff in! Starting with the table and chairs, so we can have our first ever meeting on the reconstruction efforts. We've gotta make this desert a place where our brethren will be proud to live."

"And a place we'll be proud to call home," Pack answered. "It's going to be great, Yan. You, me, and...all of this. It'll be perfect. And, when we're done with all this, maybe we'll be recognized as a legitimate territory, and not just a hangout for thieves and cutthroats."

"I hear they got themselves a new leader," Yannick mentioned. "Maybe one day, we can get ourselves over there and have a chat with the fellow. It's about time this planet's leaders paid a little more attention to us."

"And, I imagine about time we started paying attention to life outside of our little home here," Pack said. "It's time to become responsible."

Yannick nodded slowly as he slung his arm across Pack's shoulders, and studied their new headquarters. "I thought we were, Pack. We're not killing each other, are we?"

"No," Pack said with a wide smile, "no we're not. We're looking out for each other, and now we've got to look out for others too. There are more than kir'thana here, and we can't ignore the rest."

"Anyone living on these sands, fighting by our side just to survive...they are kir'thana, Pack."

"What about the ones in the cities? Do they count as on these sands? They're on Tae'Karada, they have at least been accepted by Thana."

"And maybe when they acknowledge our existence," Yannick said calmly, "we can call them 'brother' too."

Pack grinned. "That's a day to look forward to," he said. "Brother."

Yannick chuckled and shook his head as he patted Pack's back. "But before that, what do you say we set up our council chambers?" He shot Pack a lopsided grin, then winked. "We're politicians now."

"Politicians it is then," Pack said. "I have an idea about the main chamber. They have these things now called holograms, and I was thinking..." And, so the two new leaders of Thanatos set off to prepare for their futures and to set right all the wrongs that had come before them.

***

As the streaking stars converged again into tiny specks upon their reversion to lightspeed, Kaysa felt her anticipation growing stronger. She smiled at the woman beside her, flying the ship that would bring her to a place where she could contact her loved ones, and brushed a hand along her arm. "Thank you for doing this with me, Kal."

Kallia smiled at Kaysa and nodded. "Of course," she said. "It's the least I could do for my best friend, and I know they will want to know that you're safe. Probably about as much as you want to know they're safe. We'll be on the ground in just a few minutes."

Kaysa sighed and felt the ship lean to the left as Kallia turned it towards the moon. After a moment's pause, she chuckled softly. "Keeve was angrier than I've ever seen him. He thinks we're off to have sex again."

Kallia smiled. "He may be right," she said. "But, we can explain it to him later, if you'd like. I think, if the five of us are going to be living out here for awhile yet, we need to find a way to make peace with him. Our division is only going to hurt us if anyone ever does find us out here."

"I don't know," Kaysa said slowly. "I think if it came to it, he'd protect us. Shiv would despise him if he didn't."

"It'd be easier if we all got along," Kallia said.

"Well, most of us do." She smiled suggestively at Kal. "And I think he's too interested in Shiv right now to bother with us." With a hint of rue, Kaysa added, "As is Shiv."

Kallia grinned. "Well, maybe we should try to get Shiv to pay some attention to us. Maybe Keeve would pay attention to us too then."

Kaysa shrugged. "I'm enjoying your company. The rest is not such a loss."

"I'm enjoying spending my time with you," Kallia said as she reached over and covered Kaysa's hand with her own. "We'll be setting down right over there. Comm terminal's just right on that corner there."

"And we'll have a secure transmission?" Kaysa asked with slight concern.

"Secure as is technically possible," Kallia answered as the ship swung around and started sinking toward the waiting berth below. "Don't worry; even if they do trace the signal, it'll lead them here, not to where we actually are."

"We'll be quick," Kaysa assured her. "I just...I need to hear their voices, that's all."

The ship settled to the ground, and Kallia started putting all the systems into Standby Mode. After a few minutes, she looked to Kaysa and nodded. "Done," she said. "Did you want me to come with you?"

Kaysa smiled and took her friend's hand. "Of course. I can even introduce you. Though we'll keep that fling thing our secret, right?" "What fling thing?" Kallia asked with a laugh. "And, it'll be nice to be formally introduced. Keeve wasn't very good at that sort of thing."

"He's not very good at a lot," Kaysa amended. She rose from her seat and motioned for Kallia to lead the way. "My protector..."

"Unless you're Maeren and need protecting," Kallia answered as they headed toward the ramp. "He's good, but if he truly wants to be an effective protector, he'll need to learn patience."

"He'll learn," Kaysa told her with a sage smile. "Time is what he needs... It fixes everything, you know."

"Wise words," Kallia said with a smile. "You should have been a Jedi."

"I once met a Jedi," she recalled. "The bluest eyes I'd ever seen..." She chuckled at the memory. "Dragged me kicking and screaming to Zale so we could reconcile. We did."

Something within Kallia stirred, bringing a smile to her lips. "Liam," she whispered. "It was Liam." Her features sank and she sighed. "I hurt him, but I didn't know it. He didn't deserve that, not for what he did. I...I hope he'll be alright. He has beautiful eyes, just like his son."

"He was a kind man." Kaysa slipped her arm around Kallia's waist in a half-embrace. "You'll see everyone again, Kal."

Upon reaching the hatch that opened onto the ramp, Kaysa and Kal started down it, with Kallia poised to defend them both if required. As they walked in silence, Kaysa glanced aside at Kallia. "Should I tell them?" At Kallia's questioning frown, Kaysa explained. "About my pregnancy... Should I tell them?"

Kallia thought about it for a moment, then she shook her head. "No," she finally said. "No, keep it as a surprise for them, I think. It'll be a nice surprise for them when we return."

Kaysa let out a deep breath that became a laugh. "One large surprise depending on how far along I am when I return."

Kallia brushed a hand over her own belly. "I imagine I'll be pretty far along as well."

"Far along with what?" Kaysa asked her uncertainly. "Kal...are you not telling me something?"

"I'm pregnant as well," Kallia answered. "Yara's going to have a brother or sister."

Kaysa's lips curled into a curious smile. "When did this happen? And by who?"

"I'm not certain," Kallia answered. "The details...they're...well, it's as you can imagine. I don't believe the father was Dargus Kandran, but I know he would like me to think so."

"So...Keeve then?" Kaysa ventured tentatively.

"Most likely," Kallia answered. "But...but I'm not certain. When the baby is born, I'll have to have a test run to know for certain. I feel so terrible...not knowing."

Kaysa smiled warmly and wrapped an arm around Kallia's shoulders for comfort. "It'll be a surprise, though. And will it matter, Kal? She or he will have you...and me. They'll have all the love they could ever want."

Kallia smiled and nodded. "Yes," she said with a smile. "It doesn't matter who the father was, not when he or she will have us."

Both women shared a tender kiss, then focused on getting to the comm station. Although she had attempted to convince Kallia she could raise a child without a man, Kaysa didn't relish doing the same again. She wanted Zale and Merrick to raise her child, no matter whose it really was, though she suspected Zale was going to get the child with hair like his own in a few months. Kaysa sighed fondly at that.

The comm station was set up in a series of booths, and Kallia and Kaysa picked one. They slipped inside together and were thankful there was enough room for them both to comfortably sit before the holographic terminal. Kallia turned to Kaysa and grinned. "I imagine they're going to be so very surprised to hear from you."

"And nervous that I've caught them doing something they shouldn't," she quipped. Kaysa began punching the coordinates into the console and glanced aside at Kal. "We're secure?"

Kallia checked the settings and after a moment of study, nodded. "Secure," she said.

Kaysa exhaled deeply, then squeezed Kallia's hand for support. The display remained dark, save for the words: "Searching for Coordinates" floating in the center of the black background. It seemed an interminable length of time they waited, and Kaysa's anxieties were piqued. "Something's happened," she murmured. "Why isn't he answering?"

"Perhaps he's not there," Kallia suggested. "What if they've gone out or are at the club or the office?"

"Maybe..." she answered. "But why wouldn't they forward their calls to their wristcomms?" Kaysa shook her head. "I don't know, Kal...something doesn't feel right."

Kallia reached out through the Force and sensed something dark and foreboding. She frowned and looked at Kaysa. "Is there anyone else you might be able to contact? Someone who might know?"

Kaysa's mind immediately went to the one other person on Tae'Karada she knew and trusted. She punched in Moril's private frequency and waited impatiently. If he didn't reply, there was definitely something wrong.

A moment later, the image on the screen switched to Moril's disheveled image. "Kaysa," he said immediately. A look of concern flashed in his eyes, but he tamped it down immediately. A moment later, he let the mask fall away completely. "You tried to contact Zale?"

"Yes." She leaned forward, her face nearly pressing to the screen. "Moril...where is he?"

Moril was silent for a moment, his inner debate clear, finally he sighed. "I don't know. I received a message from him the other day. It appears those two Dark Jedi girls got to them. We're narrowing down the location and we'll be ready to strike soon, but given their disposition and power I expect to lose sixty-five percent of our people in the operation. But, I believe we have a seventy-five percent chance of getting Zale and Merrick back."

"Merrick," Kaysa gasped. "Oh gods...Moril, what are you saying?" Fear gripped her heart and crushed it. Tears were forced to her eyes and soon began to fall, but Kaysa remained strong. "Moril...go to the Jedi. Find Liam Zaneth! He'll help." She paused to blink away the salty, burning tears flooding her eyes, the focused on the image of Zale's assistant with fierce determination. "I'm coming home."

"Kaysa! That's...that's a bad idea! That's what they want...that's what they're waiting for." Moril's eyes were pleading as he tried to get her to listen to him, to break through the panic. "They're just waiting for you to step onto this planet, so they can grab you. Kaysa, no. We'll plan this out together."

"How long have they been missing?" she asked accusatorially. "How long have you been planning, Moril! They almost killed us the last time we encountered them. What makes you think they will keep them alive for even a moment longer than necessary!"

"You won't like my answer to that," Moril answered. "But, I'm quite certain they'll find a reason to keep them alive. It's only been a few days, Kaysa. We've narrowed it down to a two kilometer radius, and we're still working at it. All I can ask is that you trust me, Kaysa. And, I'll try to contact the Jedi as soon as I can. That Liam Zaneth guy is now the High Prince Regent on Tae'Karada. The New Republic came in, and...and Tarkin's gone. Kandran's dead."

Kaysa looked aside at Kallia, seeing her own surprise in her friend's features. She then faced Moril again. "What about Qual and Neron? If Kandran's gone and the Imps, why can't I return, Moril?"

"Qual and Neron have those two Dark Jedi; they'll descend on you. Kaysa, you can't risk it. They also want Maeren. Please, Kaysa, just stay there. I'll contact you soon with information. We'll get them back, Kaysa, I promise."

She sighed and lowered her forehead to the screen. With eyes closed, she squeezed out the last of her tears, and sought composure. "How will I know when everything's safe?" she whispered. "Moril...I can't bear to be in the dark about this. I have to know."

"I'll get all the information I can to you," Moril said. "If you can set up a secure facility wherever you are, I can encrypt a burst transfer for you, send it out daily, twice daily. I won't keep you in the dark, Kaysa; I'll tell you everything. But...but it'll only make things more difficult if you return, because you're their real target...you and Maeren."

"I don't care," Kaysa whispered. And she would not have truly if there weren't another being growing within her. She sighed and sat back to regard Moril fully. "I'll remain here. I promise, Moril. Just...keep me updated as much as you can. Use the Stiletto's frequency."

"I will," Moril answered. "But, you'll need to be careful out there. With me sending transmissions, the chances that they could be traced... If I tell you to go, do so. Without hesitation. Alright?"

Kaysa swallowed hard and nodded unsteadily. "I trust you, Moril. I'll do what you tell me to."

Moril gave her a smile of encouragement. "We'll get them back," he said. "And, when we do, I'm sending them to you, Kaysa. I promise."

"Thanks," she whispered, then pressed a kiss to her fingers, and onto Moril's lips displayed on-screen. "Be careful back there, and I promise to as well."

"Good," Moril said with a grin. "And, give that kid of yours a kick in the rump and tell him Moril says hi. I'll talk to you soon, Kaysa."

"See you soon, Moril." Then she cut the connection and collapsed against Kallia with a thick sob.

Kallia slipped her arms around Kaysa and held her close. "I'm so sorry, Kaysa," she whispered, the pain in her voice evidence of the pain she felt for her friend. "I don't know what we can do, but...but we'll have to...just wait. I'd say I know a way to pass the time, but..." She shook her head and laughed. "Never thought I wouldn't be in the mood." She felt a tear slip down her cheek, but she fought against her emotions, to keep from breaking down. One of them would need to be strong now.

"They can't die," Kaysa rasped. "I won't have my child grow up without a father, not again!"

"They won't," Kallia answered with a firmness in her voice that leant certainty to her words. "They'll survive and your baby will have a father. The Force is on our side, Kaysa, and it will see us through this."

Kaysa nodded sullenly and held Kallia tighter. The Force may have been on their side, but it seemed the entire universe was against them. But despite the sorrow and heartbreaks likely to come, at least with Kallia, she wouldn't be alone.

"Epilogue: Part 3"
By: Kaysa Zenarr-Tregat
Kallia Brael
Maeren Shivral
Zari Zathmir [NPC+]
Keeve Shivral [NPC+]
Koran Darr
Laedra Vorrel
Liam Zaneth

Location: Thanatos; Agarra; New Plouton
Date: Selene 4, 4 ABY

***

Maeren Shivral looked up from the little puff of white fur wrestling a ball of string between her outstretched legs. Hope let out a mewling growl as she pounced on the string once more, drawing out laughs at her ferocity that was more cute than anything else. Shiv reached out and grabbed one end of the string and pulled it. Hope's fuzzy head snapped around to glare at the offending hand. She meowed and leapt forward, latching herself into Shiv's arm.

"She's so cute," the young voice across from Shiv said. It was a face so very much like her own so many years ago. Not that her face was much different now, except for the modifications given to her by Nieme and Dani. She smiled. It was good to see a friendly face from her past, a face that she'd grown up with. The face also reminded her of Lerrah, another native to Agarra.

"I'm just glad that she knows we're playing because her teeth are sharp." As if on cue, Hope looked up, suddenly not interested in Shiv's hand, and meowed. "Oh, now you're hungry, is it?" The sound of the door opening brought all of their attention around where Keeve appeared in the door. Shiv grinned. "You get it working?" she asked. "Oh, Keeve, this is Zari. She's one of my friends from when I was growing up here."

Keeve, wary of everyone nowadays, studied the girl intently. She was of a thin, undeveloped build, but her youthful face already held a feminine beauty that would only grow more appealing as she matured. He smiled flatly at the girl, who seemed far too young to have ever known Shiv, but who held the same bright smile his wife always favoured him with; it was difficult not to instantly like the girl. "Nice to meet you, Zari," he said as he made his way over. He crouched down between the two seated on the floor and ruffled the fur on Hope's head as he greeted the kitten. "Is this what you two have been doing all day?"

"We were climbing earlier," Zari offered. "There's a great climbing tree just over past the amphitheatre. You can go up so high you can nearly touch the stars."

"Zari is Agarra's expert climber of everything climbable."

Keeve grinned at Shiv as his fingers brushed against hers while they both stroked Hope's back. "I thought that was you, Maeren. You saying she's far better in a tree than you are?"

"Well, it depends on what you're doing in a tree, silly," she said, then gasped. "Oh, I can't say that in front of her." Zari giggled.

"I know about that," Zari said. "The way you and Lerrah were, I got a bigger education than momma could ever give me."

Shiv gave the girl a stern look. "You haven't...you know, have you?"

Zari's expression changed to one of shock. "Eww?"

Shiv giggled. "Good." She looked at Keeve and shook her head. "Kids these days."

"Not for long if she associates with you much longer," Keeve quipped lovingly. He leaned forward and kissed Shiv's brow, then rose and walked past her towards the kitchen. "Did Kaysa or Kallia comm you yet?"

"They're on their way back," Shiv said, then frowned. "I'm worried, Keeve. They didn't say anything, but...there was something. It was in her eyes. She'd been crying, I could tell, but there was something more."

"Well, how are we supposed to know what?" he replied acridly. "They refused to tell us where they were going and for what; is it our fault that things didn't go so well?" He reached into the refrigeration unit and pulled out a bottle of chilled juice. "Don't let it bother you, Maeren. It's their own doing."

Shiv shook her head. "How can you be so cold about them?" she asked. "Gods, Keeve. What do you expect them to do here? Kallia has no one, and Zale and Merrick are on Tae'Karada. I think it's fine that they've found each other and they can spend time together. They need something to take their minds off...things."

"What things?" He took a pull from the bottle, then gesticulated towards her with it. "You know she's doing this to spite you. She's upset that she hasn't been with you for almost a week. Now, she's gone to Kallia for satisfaction. Doesn't that bother you?"

"That's not why she's doing it," Shiv answered hotly. "She's doing it because I'm not here for her and she needs someone. She has absolutely no one here, Keeve. No one, not even me."

"And whose fault is that?" he shot back. "If you aren't going to be with her anymore, the least you can do is let her down gently instead of leading her on. After all we've been through, that's the one thing you should know."

"Do you think I don't want to be with her anymore? What I don't want is for you to become any more of an ass than you already are about things like this. I know how you would act if I go to her bed, Keeve. I can't just stop loving her; I won't. And, every jab and snipe you take at her, it tears out a piece of my heart. I doubt you even care though."

Keeve set the bottle down heavily upon the counter and glared. "I do care... About you! She's doing this to hurt you, Maeren, and I won't let her."

"She is not doing this to hurt me, Keeve," Shiv said, her voice lowering to a near snarl. "She is doing this because everyone she loves has basically abandoned her. She is with Kallia because she needs someone. I'm happy that she's with Kallia, alright? I'm happy that she has someone to turn to when I let her down, when I'm the one who's not there for her. If you weren't such a jealous and spiteful person, maybe you'd see that. And, if you think that you're protecting me by hurting her, you need to open your eyes. You hurt her, you hurt me." She lowered her voice to a dangerous tone, tears brimming in her eyes. "And, I won't let that happen, Keeve."

Keeve sighed and threw up his hands. "Fine. I'm the evil, vicious little shit trying to tear everyone apart." He stormed past her with a growl. "Fine! If you can't see that I'm trying to protect you, then what the hell am I good for!" He halted as an afterthought beside Zari. "Nice meeting you," then he continued for the door.

Zari started to wave, but Shiv quickly came steaming after Keeve.

"Keeve, don't you dare walk away from me! And, don't you dare put words into my mouth. I don't need to be protected from Kaysa, alright? I need to be protected from people like Zale's brothers and Nieme and Dani. I don't need you to protect me from the people I love." Her features softened. "Okay?"

Keeve had stopped at the door, heeding Shiv's initial demand. Now, hearing the sorrow in her voice, he was glad he hadn't made it into the hallway. Sighing, he turned back towards her and smiled wanly. "Okay," he replied grudgingly. "I just don't want to see you upset."

Shiv sighed and nodded to him. "Thank you," she whispered. "I love you very much, Keeve. I get so scared when we fight because we're both too stubborn, and...and you hate everyone and everything that isn't me. I'm yours and I always will be. You can like other people, you know. You can make friends and like people who aren't me."

Keeve grinned and motioned his eyes towards Zari. "I sorta like the kid. She's 'other people' isn't she?"

Shiv glanced back at Zari and smiled. "She is," she said. "Wanna come help us keep Hope entertained? I'm certain we could use your help? She's a real bundle of energy, you know."

Keeve chuckled and moved forward to slip his arms around Shiv's waist. "I know someone else who's a bundle of energy," he said slyly, and pushed his hands over her rear.

"Hey," she said with a giggle. "Careful. She is actually innocent. Though, we could slip into the bedroom while she watches Hope."

Keeve glanced aside at the young girl, oblivious to their lustful actions, then smiled slowly at Shiv. "Not so loud though. Don't want to frighten her, right?"

"We can be quiet," Shiv said with a whisper. "Sure we can. Of course we can. We were quiet before...right? It was two minutes even. We can do this, Keeve!" She reached out and grabbed his hand while giving him a seductive smile.

While Zari watched the two rush towards the bedrooms, the front door slid open and in progressed Kaysa and Kallia, both appearing crestfallen. Keeve was the first to glance back, and the sneer for Kaysa he'd intended became a questioning frown after one look at her, leaning heavily against Kallia and trembling with suppressed tears. He pulled Shiv to a stop, continuing to stare at Kaysa.

Shiv turned to the two at the door, her eyes locked with Kaysa's and she knew the pain there. Something had happened, something bad. She shook her head and started forward. "No," she whispered, as she folded herself into Kaysa's embrace with Keeve doing his best to lend them support.

Kallia felt diminished, broken. They had left Tae'Karada for protection, and the problems they had sought to avoid had still risen up and struck for the heart. They would need to rely on Moril and the help he could muster. Until then, she would be whatever comfort she could to Kaysa and the others.

She was about to reach out to Maeren when Zari's presence caught her attention. She shifted her gaze to the girl and lifted an eyebrow. She felt her hope bolstered slightly and a hint of a smile played across her lips. Then, seemingly out of nowhere, as she gazed at the young girl who seemed to radiate with hidden power, a little ball of white raced forward and bounced against her ankle. Kallia looked down into the blue-eyed gaze meowing up at her. "Hope," she whispered, and felt her own spirits bolstered.

***

Perched atop the same rock Koran had chosen as his meditation spot earlier, Laedra remained curled up against him with her head leaning on his shoulder as the two focused on the setting sun. Its orange glow cast a corona of a similar pastel shade onto the rippling waters at the horizon. As the sun dipped lower, submerging itself within the ocean, Laedra clutched at Koran's robes and willed the sphere to halt. It would be the last sunset she and Koran would experience together for a long while - she had no idea how long, yet - and she had no desire to see it end.

"It's beautiful," she whispered.

Koran brushed a hand along her arm and smiled. "It is," he said. "To be out here, in the natural world, experiencing wonders that cannot exist outside of this. It helps put things in perspective, but it gives you a sense of hope that if there can be something that beautiful, that amazing, not all hope is lost."

Laedra nodded pensively. "As you have hopes of rebuilding the Jedi? Have you decided whether you will use the Ancients' teachings?"

"I will try to incorporate what knowledge they gave us with the Jedi teachings, and hopefully come up with something new for this new era. There will be a new batch of Jedi Masters, Liam among them. Kael will be given his trials, and if he passes he will be raised to Knight. I am hoping that with Liam's influence in the government, additional resources for training can be gained. I believe that together he and Raeila may be a good troubleshooting team. They could travel and get a feel for things, I think it would also help them grow beyond their desert beginnings." He turned and regarded her. "Aurra may be ready for testing soon as well." He took Laedra's hand and brought it to his lips. "When you return to us, if you decide to be a Jedi again, I see no reason why you couldn't be a Jedi Master, especially after the battle at the Temple."

"That was one experience," she told him ruefully. "Hardly enough to make a Jedi Master." She smiled at him curiously. "You're so certain I will return in due time?"

"Not so certain," Koran said. "It's a hope, but this is a path you have to walk, and I will let you walk it. If your path happens to lead you back here, then the Jedi Order will be happy to have you among us once more. If not, I hope we can always count on you as an ally and friend." He smiled and brushed his lips against her cheek. "Me especially."

Laedra turned her face towards his and allowed Koran's lips to find her own briefly. "You'll see me again," she murmured. "No matter what."

There was a slight pause, and then Koran smiled. "I know," he whispered. As he kissed her again, the sound of an approaching speeder could be heard. He looked toward it and nodded. "That would be Liam," he said.

Laedra's heart leapt with anxiety and she pulled away from Koran to let out a deep breath. "What if he hates me?"

Koran smiled. "What if he doesn't?" he replied. "Don't worry about what may be, go find out what is. I'll wait here for you."

"You're not coming?" she asked worriedly. Recognizing her own cowardice, Laedra sighed and steeled her resolve by searching the Force for strength. It provided. "I won't be long." She kissed Koran tenderly, then slipped off the rock and started down the beach. She felt Liam the closer she drew, and detected a sorrow he was successfully controlling. Laedra's guilt responded; she was responsible for his suffering.

She wrapped her arms around herself to keep her coverup closed against the swirling wind coming off the ocean. In the distance, she saw the speeder, and within it Liam's Force essence pulsed. She had believed she loved him, but she knew now her heart had deceived her. He was a friend she cared deeply for, but it wasn't the love of two beings whose souls belonged as one. Liam only ever shared that with Yelara, and now she had robbed him of that.

Laedra halted when Liam stepped out of the vehicle, and she very nearly turned back. She couldn't face him or the blame he would throw at her, even though she deserved it. "I'm sorry," she whispered from where she stood. "Forgive me..."

Liam Zaneth walked forward. The hood of his cloak was pulled up over his head, enshrouding him nearly completely. At first glance, it appeared black, but as he drew closer, it was clear that the material was a deep blue. He was the calm in a storm. He reached up and drew back the hood. "There is no need for forgiveness," he said. "She is gone, but she won't be forgotten. She helped me to defeat Dargus Kandran, and so her death was not empty...at least not completely. She is at peace in the Force, Laedra, I feel it." He opened his arms to her, a gentle smile caressing his lips. "Laedra..."

She sucked in an unsteady breath and sobbed. "Liam..." she whispered, then sank into his embrace. Soon, she was weeping against his chest. "I made so many mistakes," she told him. "I was so stupid!"

"Laedra," Liam said, his voice gentle yet firm, "let it go. It's past and it's best to move on. Dwell too long on this and it won't do anyone any good. I have grieved and I still hurt inside, but I know she wouldn't want me to. And, I know I don't want you hurting yourself over this. It's difficult, I know, but we can't linger in mourning."

"But I lied to you," she whispered. "And I hurt you. If I hadn't attempted to lure you away from her...things might have been so different..." Laedra looked up at him, tears streaming back from her eyes. "Do you blame me for any of it, Liam? I have to know."

"Things might have been different," Liam said. "Dargus Kandran could now be in charge of this planet. He could have mounted an assault that would have gotten through the defenses of the Temple. Yelara wouldn't have been there to keep me alive on his ship, and I would be dead. Things happened as they did, and to go back and alter them...who's to say how much it would have changed. For now, we are alive, Kandran is dead, and the planet is in the hands of those who will help it become a place of peace and prosperity."

"Like you," she said with a gentle smile. "I wish I could be there with you.... I do love you, Liam...but I'm not so sure I was ever in love with you. I-I'm sorry."

"I think it was the same for me," Liam answered. "Yelara was always the one for me, and...and it was unfair of me to lead you to believe otherwise. But, I do love you and care for you very much. And...and I hope this won't be the end for our friendship."

"Never," she told him fervently. "You've shown me so much, Liam; I could never forget that, or you." She pressed a kiss to his cheek, and was comforted by the fact that such a touch gave her no yearning for more. It was one less thing to worry about. "Are you going to the palace, then?" she asked. "Is that where you will be from now on?"

"There or the Temple. The Jedi are going to be seeking others with the potential to be Jedi, so I may be travelling and looking for others with potential. Where will you be?"

Laedra shrugged as she emitted a heavy sigh. "I'm not sure yet. I think I'll just go wherever the Force leads me."

Liam smiled. "That doesn't sound like a bad idea," he said. "If you put your trust in the Force, it won't lead you astray. You'll do well, Laedra. Just as long as you remember that wherever I am, you're always welcome."

She embraced him again and felt a calm surround them both. Her soul was finally at rest from the guilt plaguing it. She was forgiven, now. "I wish you luck, Liam," she told him. "And...if you're near, please look out for Koran while I'm gone. I don't wish him to be alone."

"I'll be around the Temple enough to do so," Liam said with a smile. "I should get going." He glanced back at the speeder and the young woman waiting inside. "Shaza's going to look for someone for me, hopefully that will work out as well. May the Force be with you, Laedra Vorrel. And, I'll see you soon."

"And may the Force be with you," she replied with a serene smile. "Be well."

Liam took a step back and smiled. "Say hello to Koran for me, and try to break that Jedi Master resolve tonight. I know you can do it."

Laedra chuckled and looked away demurely. "How did you know?"

Liam grinned. "I'm a Jedi, Laedra," he said. "I can sense these things."

"He's a good man," she assured him. "And he loves me. I just need to decide what I feel for him."

Liam's grin faded slightly, but there was still an amused twinkle in his eyes. "I'm sure you'll figure it out. It's not an easy thing to decide what your heart is telling you. He's a patient man, and you're right, a good man, and I'm sure the two of you will work this out to both of your benefit. Stay safe, Laedra."

"You too," she answered. She glanced back towards the speeder, and smiled knowingly. "Shaza, hm?"

Liam chuckled and glanced back. "Who better to find someone than a bounty hunter?" With that, he turned and started back toward the speeder.

Laedra watched him as he drifted further away from her, yet she felt none of the agony and panic she had once experienced at the thought of losing Liam. Now, it only came with knowing she would have to part from Koran soon. As Liam stepped into his speeder, Laedra turned back and sought out Koran again to finish their last night together.

"He's gone," Laedra called up to him from the base of the rock.

"I sensed him leaving," Koran said as he slid down from the rock. "And, I sense strength in you. I sense a contentment and sureness that wasn't there when you went up to meet him."

"That's because he doesn't blame me, Koran. That he would was my greatest fear." She smiled as she brought a hand up to Koran's cheek. "Everything's beginning to look so in focus...."

Koran's arms slipped around Laedra's waist. "Focus is very good," he said. "When you can see what lies before you more clearly, the future looks much more hopeful."

She studied Koran's smiling eyes, and at once felt more certain of what her heart had been telling her about him. "I love you," she whispered, then kissed him softly, but still fully with the passion she felt for him. The moment was perfect enough that she almost reconsidered her decision to leave. Almost.

As Koran and Lae held each other on the sands of the coast, the sun finished its descent, disappearing below the horizon with one final flash. Domega's Chariot. The flash was a sign of hope, a signal that Domega would return tomorrow to once again race across the skies, providing light and hope and freedom for his people.

Freedom. A word that most on Tae'Karada had not hoped to utter again so soon. But today they had, and not just uttered. They shouted and screamed, sang and yelled, they gave voice to their freedom in so many ways that still it could be heard as a buzz around the planet. Tae'Karada was free from the yoke of Imperial dominion. In one day, hope had been returned to the Outer Rim.