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Natunda, Nelona 15th, 12731

Ides of Nelona Client Progress Report

by Jedi Knight VN Ysadora

The holovid shows Vanya Ysadora from about mid thigh up. She is in the process of towelling away fire suppression residue from her hair and clothing. Her immediate environment appears to be one of the two small refresher closets in the back of the Bureau of Ships shuttle.

Hi, Bossman.

This is going to be a blurt, almost certainly out of order. I do not have a lot of privacy in my life right now -- hence, recording this while I clean myself up. I cannot tie the head up for very long. Currently I am one of twelve people, all of whom were standing in the room when the sprinklers fired.

Wait! Let me check my math:

Captain Aerena Kolene and her R2, "Spook", are in their X-Wing.

Here in this vessel are

{taps fingertips together as she lists parties}

four rescued Jawas, two of them in stasis, strapped into medical gurneys;

Kal Holst, maybe-ex-Bloodsmith Raider;

Queen Sabine Tr'ielle of the Exclamation Points;

Aldwin whatever his last name is;

Knight Errant Sir Davish Tam who is going to have to buy another weighted scarf because his previous one got blown up in a nuclear-type kaboom;

Jedi Knight Consular So'Zen Al Saba who is holding up amazingly for a guy who has gotten much less sleep than I have;

Hicks is probably in the pilot seat;

myself, goop and all;

and Mister ...

Okay I am guessing at the spelling here. We are going to tentatively write this one as C u y l i n. Pronounced by him, "koh-LEEN".

Vanya gives the camera an amused look.

You can just imagine how much trouble that caused.

Vanya wrings the towel out over the tiny sink.

Mr. Cuylin might be four thousand years old. He wants to know if his clan survived while he was in cryo-sleep.

He speaks what we call Ancient Mandalorian. You know my vocabulary in modern Mandalorian is mostly limited to people crabbing about the Jedi. So'Zen has been talking to him, translating for me, that sort of thing. All I could do at the start of the encounter was to apologize, which I actually meant "sorry we woke you up, please let me finish what I am doing and then I will explain", and then agree with the furious rant that Mr. Cuylin threw my way. I was still fighting a droideka at the time. Danged thing was using Vaapad. I would hear jetiise and aruetyc and etyc and I just knew ge'hutuun would be coming along, and all I could spare the air for was to keep agreeing in my best humble tone while I worked.

And to make matters even better, data indicates that good old Sith sorcerer Errol Vondromas was the person who ended up putting this blacksmith in cryo-sleep to save his life.

Vanya resumes blotting the white fire suppression foam off her tabard.

So. Note for the archives of Other People's Problems: Y'toub System includes gas giant Kiskua, orbited by several moons including Dotera. Dotera has a problematic atmosphere, requires rebreathers.

You would hate it.

Volcanoes spewing red powdery-looking stuff into the air all the time, constant winds blowing around green sand, ancient Sith base dating back to probably one of the early Sith Wars. Separatists happened across it and converted it to one of their hidden research stations. There's some kind of mineral in the harder rock that interferes with sensors, so people will probably have to navigate via the mark one eyeball.

Something ancient and evil is waking up under there because people keep bothering it. You want to get So'Zen's report for more information on that. I did my best to try to get us in and out before we had pissed it off enough for it to wake up and let us know what it is. Soze was in favor of blowing the entire thing up from orbit, I did not want to stick around long enough to plant any charges. Someone else should solve this. Later. In the Order's copious spare time.

As you can see --

gestures to self with soggy towel

-- I have been incompetent at holding up the dignity of the Jedi Order. We got into a fight against a bunch of Separatist battle droids wearing shield belts and wielding lightsabers. Danar decided I was not winning my fight fast enough -- which, you know, Fair -- so he stepped in and took the fight away from me. Caused an explosion in the process that set off the fire suppression system.

I can't guess whether it is despite my recent track record or because of it, but Captain Kolene chooses to trust me. I feel pretty good about that. I am busting my shebs to live up to her trust every time she calls on me. Almost got her cryofroze, but she got out of it! Hicks probably has some highlight reel of those shenanigans, just wait and it will make the rounds.

Hicks is being a delightful mir'sheb throughout this mess, I tell you what. He might need a string or two pulled to start his vacation over on a better basis. I am so glad for the signs that he is finally recovering from Twilight.

You remember back in 'Seven-twenty-one, you told me that young Lord Danar was looking to become a Dark Jedi while cheating his way out of any consequences for the use of significant power. I still say he has grown up into a pretty cool guy! But. I have to admit he continues looking for a way to be the hero of all possible stories without any downsides marring his view. And that absolutely includes trying to grab up mystic mob weapons and any other power item or status item he can find. He is downright indignant when a Sith artifact -- so unstable that the Sith put it in a droid's claws instead of a Darth's -- turns out to hurt him when he touches it.

Is this a Vor mindset thing? A nobility across the Galaxy thing? Maybe I am looking at it incorrectly.

Please, please, please do not tell Lady S that I asked you if all nobles think they are imbued with the divine right to appropriate any nifty cultural thingamajob they see. I do not want to be on the Padme-and-Luke special project list.

Danar still cares about people in the immediate. I think he cares about people in the abstract. His actions say we're mostly incompetent which, again, Vor mindset there. But he steps in to make the situation work whether we yell for help or not. He wants this to work out right.

So'Zen took on a Sith battle droid all by himself. He was amazing.

You know he is only 4 years older than the twins were when you introduced me to them? When I was his age, I had just qualified for my private investigator license. I was trying to figure out if I should open my first independent office on a planet where work would be tougher or on a space station where I can't go rock climbing. That was my big life challenge at twenty-two.

Meanwhile, here is So'Zen, sweet talking people into doing the right thing and fixing my screw-ups and fighting an entire Sith battle droid to keep it off the rest of us and calming Mr. Cuylin down enough to take a "wait and see" attitude instead of smacking all of us.

He is also antagonizing Aerena like it's the only way to score points in a tournament match, but heck, he is barely out of his teens. He has to have some flaws!

Current stuff, though.

Here is something I will be writing up more neatly when I finally do a client report. Maybe by then, I will have filled in a lot of gaps.

A year ago, problem Mentat Almon D'Joy swiped a Sith holocron from the library on Dotera. We think it compiled notes from Errol Vondromas and Darth Tyranis. It turned green when D'Joy picked it up.

Meanwhile we have (in a sack) a Jedi style holocron, except it is black with silver white edges, and it is speaking the Mandalorian Creed. Nobody wants to touch it and start another war.

D'Joy was in the company of several other individuals, including an Eborrean.

He told his allies some things that don't make sense.

He arranged the destruction of the Crimson Knights because they are far more dangerous than the Order of Solicitors. He wants Lord Danar Vorpadaran dead because Danar annoys him. He says So'Zen has too much potential as a future Sentinel. He told his allies that I am the greatest Battle Master of all time.

I will absolutely buy for 2 credits that Joy wants all of us dead. But I do not buy that we scare him. Or that he wants his brother's sponsor dead for being an annoyance. Or that a man of his experience could really believe the Solicitors are fakes.

Does not make sense to me.

Vanya drapes the towel into the sink. She wipes her hands off against one another.
She shoves her limp hair out of her way as she leans a shoulder on the wall.

Boss, I am really tired. I have been treading water for a long time. I make things worse more often than I make them better, at this point. I am screwing up so much. I cannot slow down. I cannot just refuse to act until I fully understand what I am setting into motion. I know that I am here because I am expendable, and you guys are nice to say that it's more, but things might be going better if all the people I am with weren't spending so much time fixing what I do.

I can hear you advising me to trust in the Force.

How do I know whether I am living up to the trust which the Force has placed in me?

I think our next immediate task is going to be to find out what happened with the Kylo's Star. It looks like it was in a pretty bad fight.

Once we check that off, we are tentatively scheduling ourselves to go rescue Lord Ivan Vorpatril, Jem Vandos, Genog Druqod, and Talow Kit'Sedda.

Respectfully submitted, finally the fifteenth of Nelona, Twelve Seven Thirty-one.

Vanya reaches forward to click the holorecorder off.

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