Log Date: 3/1/97 Log Cast: Kuxli, Skeezix, Shenner, Dillon, Jeralic, Grathix, Roark Log Intro: In the process of fretfully waiting for her boss Grathix to catch up with her on the NRV _Alderaan_, Shenner has spent a fair amount of time telling her story to assorted people -- Jessalyn Valios, Luke Skywalker, and General Calhoun -- and in turn learning various disturbing bits of information, including the current presumed whereabouts of Han Solo, that Alora Antieres is a Dark Jedi, that Jessalyn is attracted to Luke, and that Calhoun's wife has just died. She has been confronted by Dillon about her presence on board the vessel, as well. On the other hand, she has discovered that her acquaintance from Etti IV -- Kuxli -- is with the fleet now, and has had overtures of friendship from Jessalyn, Luke, and General Calhoun as well.... ---------- Kuxli enters from the Aft Main Corridor. Kuxli has arrived. Skeezix enters from the Aft Main Corridor. Skeezix has arrived. Kuxli steps into the crew quarters his furry ears perked up as he glances around, head tilting back to sniff lightly before making his way over to his bunk. Shenner, as if planted there, is still parked by 'his' bunk on the floor, but this time, the kid's got the guitar out and is squinting intently at a datapad beside 'him'. Skeezix steps into the room and walks over to his bunk, flopping down on it. Shenner glances up at the pair of arrivals, and offers to Kux, "Hey, pal..." Kuxli looks over as Shenner speaks, his smiles slightly and nods his furry head, "Hey, practicing your guitar?" Skeezix drifts off to sleep. Shenner grins crookedly. "Ain't got much else to do, pal. Havin' problems with this one song, so I'm lookin' stuff up again." Kuxli glances at the datapad, then back up at Shenner with the grin still on his face, "Ah, I know whatcha means.. seems there nothing to do but eat and sleep around here.. which ain't so bad, but still... I'd like /something/ to do." Shenner lets out a soft breath, plucking on the guitar strings. "Yeah. I keep feelin' like I'm in the way..." The youngster looks up at the Horansi, then, and half-smiles. "So... this is where you went when you left the planet?" Kuxli pauses a moment, tilting his head forward at the first comment. He shrugs to the second, "Well, went to another ship actually.. got moved over here few days ago." Shifting the guitar a bit to get a better look at the datapad, Shenner glances over again, and gives a low almost-laugh. "I saw all the ships when I got here..." Kuxli's grin widens some, showing more of his fangs, "Some sight.. heh I hope we get outta this system soon, with the Imperials around and all.." Shenner looks up a bit, towards the ceiling, as if out towards the fleet -- and the Imperial fleet beyond. "Yeah," the human murmurs distantly, "not gettin' shot at is a good career decision..." A half-smile. Kuxli growl-chuckles, then nods his agreement, "Safest place is right here though, with the NR fleet around us.. Etti ain't safe thats for sure. I'd probably get skinned second they spotted me down there.." Shenner's brow furrows under 'his' forelock. "Guess it got a bit too hot for me," the redhead murmurs, with another restless plucking at the guitar. Then, curiously, Shen goes on, "So... what kinda trouble did _you_ get in, huh?" Kuxli hesitates a moment, then glances over at the door before back at Shenner, "Well, you know who Dillon is? That guy who was in here talkin to the general last night?" Shenner lifts a brow. "Saw him, yeah." A smirk. "Asked _me_ what I was doin' here." Kuxli looks down at the deck, running his tounge over his front most fangs before going on, "Well, he used to be the head of the CSA.. and before joining the NR, I was.. his aide." he pauses to let that sink in, then continues, "That day I left, he had found out I was on planet, and was rather pissed I had left the CSA. He threatened to kill me, pulled a blaster and pointed it right at me. But he let me go, and told me to get off planet.." Dillon enters from the Aft Main Corridor. Dillon has arrived. Dillon saunters into the crew's quaters walking at a briskly. He walks up near Shenner and Kuxli, but settles into a spot that is off to one side. Jeralic pages: Intercom Page - Shenner, please report to docking bay. Shenner, please report to the docking bay. Dillon grunts slightly and rises back to his feet. As Dillon enters the room, Shenner's gaze whips around, and narrows slightly as the man's presence is registered. But the intercom call makes Shenner's attention distract, yet again, and the kid blinks in startlement. "Uh.. 'scuse me..." Shenner sets the guitar aside, rises, and bolts out of the room. You step out into the Aft Main Corridor. Aft Corridor -- NRV Alderaan You are in the Aft Main Corridor of Deck 2. This deck is the ship's heart. You can find Engineering on this deck. The crew's and XO's quarters are also located on this deck. Obvious exits: Starboard leads to X.O. Quarters / Office -- NRV Alderaan. Port

leads to Crew Quarters -- NRV Alderaan. Down leads to Umbilical Docking Tubes -- NRV Alderaan. Aft leads to Engineering -- NRV Alderaan. Fore leads to Fore Corridor -- NRV Alderaan. Dillon comes out of the Crew Quarters. Dillon has arrived. You descend to the docking tubes. Umbilical Docking Tubes -- NRV Alderaan To this area, ships attach to the Alderaan's hull using docking tubes; the Alderaan can resupply around 20 starfighters/small freighters. The whole place is filled with containers: fuel, ammunition, energy cells... Anything a ship might need is stored here. Contents: Grathix STARFIGHTER: CECO YT-1300 -- The Cat's Paw Jeralic STARFIGHTER: Telgorn Assault Shuttle -- Blind Spirit STARFIGHTER: SubPro Ilyrian Gnat -- CCS Implacable New Republic Troopers, standing as guards. Obvious exits: Up leads to Aft Corridor -- NRV Alderaan. Jeralic looks over as the docoking bay dors open. "Ahh..Mr. Shenner. See who's arrived." Shenner, after a few minutes, hastens out into the bay, and then comes to a skidding halt at the sight of the two men present. The kid bobs 'his' dark head at the admiral, then blinks and grins crookedly at Grathix. Grathix turns and glances over to the arriving individual. You say, "Uh... hi?" Grathix sets his briefcase and trenchcoat down on the floor of the landing bay and walks over towards Shenner. He says, "How's it going Kid...you alright?" Grathix gives the red haired youth a quick glance over. Grathix looks at you for a moment. Shenner nods readily, though the kid's expression is somewhere between 'nervous' and 'relieved'. "Yeah... I'm fine, Grath." A lopsided grin, which wavers and vanishes into a more sober look. "Just real worried, mostly..." Dillon comes down from the Aft Main Corridor. Dillon has arrived. Grathix nods and motions the youth to hush. He turns and heads back toward the Admiral and asks, "Admiral, might I have use of one of your rooms many aboard to talk with Shenner for a while?" Jeralic nods. "Feel free. I should tell you, though, that we'll be departing for Coruscant soon." Dillon climbs out of the turbolift, looks about the room and saunters over towards Jeralic quickly, "Admiral, could I have a word with you?" Jeralic turns. "Mr. Dillon? What can I do for you?" Grathix nods, "Understood." He then proceeds toward Shenner and says, "I imiagine you know your way around pretty well by now, so, lead on bukie." Dillon looks at the Admiral then glances quickly at Shenner and Grathix, "No offense, but I'd rather not discuss this in mixed company." Shenner eyes Dillon warily, and says, "No problem, pal, we're just leavin'. C'mon, Grath..." Jeralic arches an eyebrow. "Very well. Follow me, Mr. Dillon. Mr. Grathix, Shenner, you have the hospitality of the Alderaan while your here. Please don't go into any high security areas succh as the bridge or engineering." Shenner smiles half-heartedly, shyly to the Admiral, then hastens off, beckoning at Grathix to follow. You ascend to the Aft Main Corridor on Deck 2. Aft Corridor -- NRV Alderaan Obvious exits: Starboard leads to X.O. Quarters / Office -- NRV Alderaan. Port

leads to Crew Quarters -- NRV Alderaan. Down leads to Umbilical Docking Tubes -- NRV Alderaan. Aft leads to Engineering -- NRV Alderaan. Fore leads to Fore Corridor -- NRV Alderaan. Jeralic comes up from the docking tubes Jeralic has arrived. Dillon comes up from the docking tubes Dillon has arrived. Jeralic enters the XO's Quarters. Jeralic has left. Grathix comes up from the docking tubes Grathix has arrived. Dillon enters the XO's Quarters. Dillon has left. Shenner mutters to you as 'he' leads you through the ship, "Ain't hardly anyplace around here that ain't swarmin' with people, boss, but I'll find the most private place I can..." The kid pauses to let the Admiral and Dillon go by, then murmurs, "I guess we could go in the crews' quarters, I been bunkin' in there, but people are in and outta there all the time..." Grathix grins, "you mean you haven't already?" Grathix nods, "Sure, that will have to sufice." Grathix looks at the youth again. This time, an expression of concern maybe or of some perplexity present on his face, though he doesn't articulate it. He mearly says, "lead on..." Grathix stands by the youth, ready to follow. You enter the Crew Quarters. Crew Quarters -- NRV Alderaan This is the crew quarters for the RAF Alderaan. A few bunks line the walls. Contents: Kuxli Lelila's Bunk Mistral's bunk Obvious exits: Starboard leads to Aft Corridor -- NRV Alderaan. Grathix enters from the Aft Main Corridor. Grathix has arrived. Shenner and Grathix slip into the room, and the youngster scans the place, consideringly. Kuxli is lying down on his bunk, staring up at the ceiling, one furry arm hanging off the side of his bunk. He sits up as the door opens, a faint grin forming on his feline face. Grathix strolls behind Shenner, casually surveying the area before him. Kuxli sniffs lightly, then eyes Grathix before switching his gaze back to Shenner, "Heh, what's your manager doin here?" he asks, head tilting back. Grathix addresses the feline looking cub, "Are we -disturbing- you?" Kuxli's gaze darts back to Grathix, he gives the man a toothy grin then shakes his head, "Nah." he replies in a casual tone. Grathix leans toward Shenner and says, indicating a semi-vacant area, "That's a good a place as any I guess." Shenner smiles crookedly to Kuxli, and says, "Grathix's caught up with me, pal, and I kinda need to have a word with him in private... we're gonna go over here, and talk, 'kay?" Dillon enters from the Aft Main Corridor. Dillon has arrived. Dillon walks in looking tired and rebuffed. He doesn't bother to look around the room as he heads directly for the food dispenser. Grathix moves towards the semi-vacant area he indicated, expecting Shenner to follow. Dillon trudges toward the machine and gingerly taps in his request. He takes the cup from the machine and looks around for an empty bunk. Shenner smiles crookedly to Kuxli, observing, "Yeah, my manager finally caught up with me, but we gotta talk private, see?" The kid pads after Grathix, taking a far corner of the room. Shenner snags a chair and settles into it, close to Grathix. Dillon chooses a bunk isolated from everyone else and walks towards it, drinking from the cup as he walks. Grathix looks about for a chair for himself. Finding one, he pulls it towards the corner and sits upon it, facing Shenner. Kuxli tilts his head back, glancing between Shenner and Grathix, then lifts his furry shoulders into a shrug, moving to lay back down on his bunk. Dillon gulps down the last of his drink and crinkles the cup in his hand. He tosses it over his shoulder and flings himself into the bunk. Grathix leans in close to Shenner and whispers something to 'him'. Grathix whispers, "Why the hell were you brought here?" Roark enters from the Aft Main Corridor. Roark has arrived. Dillon is lying in a secluded bunk Roark steps through the doors, trailed by two NR security guards who look less than pleased with their charge. Roark ignores them as he glances about. Kuxli is lying on a bunk, staring up at the ceiling with a rather bored expression on his face, one furry arm draped down over the side of the bunk. Grathix sits facing shenner in a corner away from everyone else. Roark's gaze pauses on Dillon's form and he watches the man a moment, staying where he is. His mouth curls in a not-so-pleasant smile for a moment before evening out into neutrality. Roark makes his way over to the secluded bunk, quietly. The guards pause, and just watch him from either side of the door. Shenner leans very close to Grathix, intent on their private conversation. You whisper, "Well... after you left, boss, I, uh.... kinda went back to the cafe... Skywalker was still there..." to Grathix. Dillon seems oblivious to everyone as he sits up on the bunk. He looks out into the room and seems startled as he watches Roark approach. He studies the man, without speaking as he regains his composure. Roark smiles slightly as he approaches Dillon, and stops just a spare few feet from the man. "Hello, Sean." Dillon nods and smiles as well. His gaze turns to the two guards and he asks, "They 'friends' of yours?" Roark nods faintly. "Courtesy shadows, you could say. A word?" Kuxli's ears perk, and sits half-up as he hears Roark address Dillon, he glances over ar the two, eyes narrowed slightly. Shenner flicks a wary glance down to the other end of the room, but doesn't move from where 'he' is talking to the big man with 'him'. Dillon chuckles lightly and nods, "Several more too if you're nice." Roark nods and darts a sharp punch at Dillon's nose. Roark rolls a 21 for his BRAWLING skill. An Excellent roll! Grathix briefly glances over his shoulder to view the two men speaking, then turns to face shenner again. He whispers to her again. Grathix whispers, "And what...he just drg you along with him cause he liked you or something?" Shenner exhales softly and shakes 'his' head to Grath, explaining something in low and urgent tones. You whisper, "Naw... see... I, uh, kinda had to go back and get my guitar, y'know? Didn't want it to get lost, since you got me such a .... special guitar..." to Grathix. Shenner's eyes sharpen a moment, as if to emphasize a point. Grathix nods. Grathix senses, "Shenner adds, sheepishly, "So, like, Luke was standing there in the road... bein' weird. Talkin' to himself. But he said something, I heard him say _Han_, and I thought.... hey."" Dillon's head snaps backward as Roark's blow connects. You hear a cracking sound and blood starts flowing freely from Dillon nose as he leans foward. He regards Roark calmly and asks, "Why, such 'pleasantries' Xedig?" Kuxli's narrowed eyes widen at once, but he doesn't move from the bunk, a quick grin appearing on his face however. Shenner snaps another glance down to the end of the room, warily, but stays put. Roark hisses, gesturing in an open sweeping gesture with the just-offending hand, "Leave me for dead, right? Toss me to these idiots in the middle of my own war." He sneers down at the man in the bunk. Grathix glances anew over his shoulder briefly again, then continues his whispered conversation with Shenner. The guards, seeing their charge bop someone, hurry over, their hands on their weapons. "Sir!" Dillon looks up towards Roark and smiles, "Xedig, you should know that you are not worth what the New Republic wanted in exchange." Grathix whispers, "So you made a connection...still doesn't explain why you are here? what did Skywalker want with you?" Roark replies evenly, "I know, but I had plans that you so blithely ruined, you idiot." Anything else he says is cut off by a sharp reminder of a blaster butt to the shoulder by one of the Security officers. Grathix senses, "Shenner says, almost meekly, "Well, see, I thought maybe I shouldn't let the Espos get him, y'know, if he knows Solo? So I was gonna make him move, but then..." The kid pales a bit. "The creature he was fightin'... came back. It grabbed me."" Dillon's nose quickly begins swelling up and the blood starts drip down his mouth and onto his shirt. He laughs as Roark speaks, "Great plan Roark, get yourself captured by the New Republic. I'm sure you were running the entire Authority from here weren't you?" he states a deeply sarcastic tone. Grathix whispers, "What?! It came back, even after not being able to stand up against Skywalker?" Roark sets his jaw at the man's words and starts toward him again, but his escort halts him quite efficiently. He glares at Dillon as one of the guards interposes himself. Shenner, deep in muttered conversation with Grathix, spreads 'his' hands almost plaintively, as if trying to defend a statement being made. The kid's voice stays pitched _very_ low. Grathix shakes his head. he continues to speak with the red-haired youth in hushed tones. Kuxli contents himself with watching Dillon and Roark, the faint grin still on his face, his ears perked up. Dillon smiles smuggly as Roark starts at him again, he reaches up with one hand to wipe some blood off and continues speaking, "So why are they still holding you anyway?" Grathix whispers, "So it came back, grabbed you and skyalker saved you, dragging you off with him?" You whisper, "Yeah... all I know is, it grabbed me, when I didn't move away from him fast enough or somethin'. Skywalker got out his lightsaber, and the thing backed the hell off...." to Grathix. Grathix senses, "Shenner finishes sheepishly, "Well, there wasn't much _savin'_, per se. But Luke, uh, thought I wouldn't be safe and that it might kill me if I was alone, so." The kid blushes, just a trifle, but goes on staunchly, "And besides... I wanted to see if he really was talking about Solo!"" Roark calms, but remains restrained by the guard. "I guess I left the Authority with more backup strings than you did, eh Sean? I guess your nuzzling and kissing buttocks of the New Republic did you some cushy good." Dillon grins slyly, "I suppose so." Shenner's expression stays wary as the conversation at the other end of the room clearly reaches 'him'; every so often the kid casts a narrow green glance in that direction. Grathix nods. You sense: Grathix grins, "Mabe you should brush up a little on your history..but anyhow, Skywalker was there looking for Solo. You kknow if he found out anything about him?" Roark mutters, "You worthless human being," and shakes off the guard's grip as he steps back from Dillon and turns. Both guards watch him warily, one turning to inspect Dillon with concern. Shenner suddenly bobs 'his' head at something Grathix whispers. Dillon smiles arrogantly and calls out mockingly to Roark, "That maybe Xedig, but may I remind you that I am a -free- human being." Grathix leans in closer to the yout. Grathix whispers, "What did he find out?" You whisper, ""Yeah... see... the short form is, some Imperial Lord're other's got Solo. The CSA ain't got him at all!" _This_ is said _extremely_ lowly, barely a breath into your nearer ear, as the kid keeps tabs on the talk from the two men at the other end of the room." to Grathix. Roark says as he stalks to the door, "Free, yes. Long with the living, perhaps not." He stabs at the door panel as his security escort approaches, hands still on their weapons. Grathix heads jerks slightly, as if in astonishment. Grathix whispers, "What, Solo's not there anymore?!" Shenner, looking anxious now, bobs 'his' head again. You whisper, "Ain't even on the planet, boss, we're chasin' the wrong vapor trail." to Grathix. Dillon laughs as he stands from the bunk, "Take a number and get in line Xegid." Roark looks back balefully, then smirks. "At least I managed to improve your looks." He turns and ducks out, followed by the guards. Roark enters the Aft Main Corridor. Roark has left. Grathix turns slightly from Shenner and says almost inaudibly, "Damn!" Shenner's eyes go intent, as the kid hastily adds something else. Kuxli's gaze follows after Roark as the man heads out, then grins over at Dillon, he simply says, "Heh." You whisper, "There's somethin' else, Grath. You know that lady? The one buggin' me?" to Grathix. Grathix turns back to Shenner. He listens to her nd then nods. Grathix whispers, "what about her?" Grathix senses, "Shenner says starkly, "Skywalker said she's like him. A Jedi. Except... dark. And... boss, she was buggin' _me_."" Dillon looks to Kuxli and winks playfully, "Looks like my popularity is steadily declining aye Kuxli?" Shenner swallows hard, suddenly, looking distinctly nervous, green gaze fixed on the man with which 'he' is locked in conversation. Kuxli's grin turns into a smirk, "Oh, you could say that... ain't gonna be a place in the universe soon where you could go without someone punching ya!" Dillon chuckles and turns toward the exit, "Then maybe I should invest a good helmet and full body armor." Kuxli shakes his head slowly, "Maybe." he says in flat tone, his gaze not wavering from Dillon. Dillon enters the Aft Main Corridor. Dillon has left. Grathix whispers, "Don't worry about the Jedi's...dark or otherwise. I know how to handle them." Grathix looks at the Youth with an air of curiosity now. Grathix whispers, "what exactly have you told them about me? and have you told them anything about what we intend, or rather, -intended- to do?" You sense: Grathix looks upon you with a intense curiosity, "So what did you tell them -exactly-?" Shenner's brow crinkles. Grathix senses, "Shenner says lowly, "I told 'em we were lookin' for Solo. They wanted to know who you are, but well, I don't know nothin' from nothin', you didn't pay me to ask." The kid's eyes turn a trifle wary, at that. "But I also didn't want no Imperial Jedi lady getting you either, so I had to tell 'em somethin'."" Grathix whispers, "Then that's all they know, that I was looking for Solo? You tell them about Drake?" Grathix sighs ever so slightly. You whisper, "I kinda... had to. Skywalker wanted to know what we were doin' there." to Grathix. Grathix whispers, "Maybe I should talk with Skywalker and see..." Grathix looks at the red haired youth and says, "After all, we do want the same thing." Shenner considers, chewing on 'his' lip a moment. You whisper, "Well... last I heard... Skywalker kinda ain't here, boss." to Grathix. Kuxli side glances over at the two, he flicks one of his ears, the hoops through it jingling together. He lays down again on the bunk, placing his furry hands under his head and staring up at the ceiling. Grathix whispers, "where did he go, off to get Solo from that imperial Lord or whatever?" ---------- Postlude: Shenner did not have an opportunity to finish her talk with her employer, not in the too-public environs of the crews' quarters. The two agreed to talk later in the privacy of the _Cat's Paw_, and Grathix headed off to insure that he would be able to speedily depart the _Alderaan_ when needed. [End log.]