Almas Arrival
We arrived to present our findings to the Tython Council. I'd barely gotten a word out when Master Rogan waved a hand to stop me. "Thank you. You've got copies? We'll look into it. There's a matter far more urgent than temples which have sat fallow for thousands of years. They can sit another few months. If we wait another few months, there may no longer be a Jedi Academy on Almas."
I blinked. "Almas?"
Rogan telekinetically handed me a data chit. "Coordinates and all the information you need. We've loaded your ship with a few of the improved cybernetic limbs on the word that one of their combat masters has lost an arm. The request was for our best warrior. Now, you know as well as I do that Tython is a place for Jedi who are less interested in combat and more interested in the ways of the Force as they apply to solving a wide variety of problems. The best we've got that we can spare is Darra. Sending the two of you together gets far stronger results than what you could do apart, and better than two Jedi that have no connection. The sooner you're there the sooner you can help them. You mentioned before wanting to deal with problems quickly. This is a problem that they have and I would like for you to deal with it quickly."
Darra and I collected our things and headed to my ship.
I headed for the cockpit to start making preparations for takeoff and Darra caught my arm. "There was something they weren't telling us. Almas is...well, I heard of it as an experimental Jedi Academy that's been around for...about a hundred years now. The system it's in is along the Corellian Run, about where it crosses with the Harrin Trade Corridor."
I stared at her like I'd been betrayed. "I'd never heard of it before. There always gonna be Jedi stuff like this, that there's an entire culture I was never part of with secrets I don't know?"
"You don't have to know everything. Makes it harder to act like you do that way. Look, you bring a perspective to the whole Jedi thing I don't. Not a lot of Jedi grew up without the Force. Not a lot of Jedi have all the other skills you do. I'm a traditional Jedi. I know things traditional Jedi know. I'm pretty damn good at it. You're a nontraditional Jedi. You do weird stuff with blasters, proper medicine, that whole super-strong thing. You know different things. Do your job and let me do mine. Get over it."
Darra was right. I knew she was right. I didn't want to admit that, though, so I pulled my arm free and started making preparations for takeoff. "All right. Let's go then." We took off and set coordinates. I set my navicomputer course to head for Xorth once we reached Ruan, cutting out Coruscant entirely. With what I'd heard about the bad things going on with Coruscant, avoiding it seemed a better move.
I popped in the data chit and started studying. "Lanius Qel-Bertuk is the headmaster of the Almas Academy. He is a master of the Jedi ability known as Farseeing, which is part of why he was allowed and encouraged to lead the Academy there."
I blinked, glanced over at Darra. "He sent a call to the Tython Academy looking for help with a problem they sent us. From what I've read of how Farseeing works...he's seen something play out in a negative way and wants a skifter up his sleeve, or there's a big cloud of stuff he can't see and we're the biggest stick he can find to swing at the cloud."
Darra glanced back at me. "Well, that's nebulous, ambiguous, and either a handful of bad or a cargo hold full of bad."
I nodded back to her and then felt a cold shiver going down my spine. "Wait. I felt something. Like back when I had that patient that I knew wasn't going to see the next day. A brush in the dark with death."
"Right. We get there, we start digging into everything to see if we can find what's going on," Darra said.
I stared back at her. "Right. Because he didn't have literal Jedi Masters he could ask to do that sort of thing, probably better than both of us."
"Less read-in than both of us. They might not know about...what was it you were calling it? The Sid Vicious Conspiracy?" Darra scoffed. "Seriously, hiding in plain sight only works for Sith Lords if they can use other means of hiding in the Force."
I looked at her incredulously. "You think that they couldn't hide using a Dark Side Nexus like the Sith Fortress there? Just because people think it's been cleared out...well, look. There's ways of hiding one's presence in the Force and there's ways of hiding from sight in the Force too. One of my teachers said they suspected it was possible to be able to go anywhere without anyone knowing, no matter what obstacles were in the way...but nobody had been able to assemble all the knowledge in one person." I blew out a breath. "Come on. Why don't we just go down and meet them and hear what they want us for before we start digging around where we might not be welcome?"
Darra laughed. "When'd you become the conservative one?"
I shivered. "Since the last time I felt like this someone I was responsible for died, and if I'd looked for it I could have saved them."
A/N: I meant to go farther with this and actually get them planetside, but the characters got away from me.