Datunda
14 Nelona
12731
I've had an hour and a half of sleep in the last nineteen hours or so. I did my morning meditation and I recently did another hour and a half. I've had a mug of soup and some really bad caf.
I'm ready to go!
Which is good, because somebody did not pass the word around that some Jawas got hold of a vacuum-tight shipping box and welded some hyperspace engines onto the back of it.
They want us to go to the Separatist station on the nearby moon of Dotera to rescue their missing members and recover the memory core. It's going to hurt AND sting, so maybe I should do another round of food from the
BoSS Autochef in this shuttle.
Something shut off the landing beacon. Didn't destroy it. But shut it off. So they think landing now is bad, but maybe in the future it will be okay.
Nothing comes up out of the ground like a "Hellwalrus" worm thing, so this landing strip is going to be as close to "safe" as we're going to get for a bit. Let's go see what is inside the base.
I've got that deja vu thing going on.
This is the place I saw ... what ... four hours ago?
We do need to find the Jawas and rescue them.
We do.
That's highest priority.
But I think I'm going to wind up going to the spot where I saw
Fuzzy Eyebrows putting his culturally appropriating mitts on a Church of the Force artifact. Yes, a Sith one. Still!
Got all four of the Jawas to our exit point.
Danar wants
Hicks to check on whether those cloning tanks in the medbay were Kaminoan or not.
Aerena brought them down to take a quick peek. They're taking more than 5 minutes. I wonder if they found bacta or--
Vanya, help!— Aerena Kolene, over comms