Jek felt the same thoughts from Jax when it came to their mission, it was lined with too many possibilities to know just what it was the Jedi Council was going to end up with when they had even decided to send them on this mission. He took in a deep breath and decided that it was up to the Force, and that they would have nothing to worry about because it had already been decided.<span style="font-style: italic">"We shall see what the Force has in store for us."</span>he relaxed back into a calm trust in the Force. It had always been his strength.<span style="font-style: italic">"I don't believe that the Force would allow them all to fall to one side."</span>he thought to him, cringing slightly at the headache the long sentence had caused. He took in a slow breath and stared out at the stars zooming past them. It would still be a couple days for them and he turned to look him.<span style="font-style: italic">"Care for a game of Pazak?"</span>he asked, wondering if such a thing would be possible with their repairing bond and telepathy. He shifted and produced a deck from one of the pouches of his belt. He rose up, motioning for him to join him over where he had seen the table so they could at least do something to pass the time.<br/><br/>*<br/><br/>Jek got himself comfortable in the co-pilot seat as Jax was preparing to take them in for a landing as they reached their destination. He assisted him, reacting to what was being sent through the bond. He already had the book tucked into the belt along his back, cloak over that. He let his friend land the ship, watching him carefully so that he could learn before rising up and heading to the cargo hold to open the ramp while the other man collected his things. He only had the book, and it was hidden where he would feel it as they sought out the Sith. Glancing at his friend when he joined him, he motioned for him to go first<span style="font-style: italic">"You're technically the pilot, you go first."</span>he told him, folding his hands into his cloak and following after him down to the port. He looked around at the nice port<span style="font-style: italic">"It's going to cost all of our credits to dock here, unless you wish to use Force Persuasion."</span>he thought to him as they were approached by a Dressellian in worn cover-alls in various forms of grease.<br/><br/><br/>***<br/><br/><br/>An-Lok removed her boots as she sat on her cot "Oh, um, I think there are glasses over in that crate." she said, deciding to bite her lip on telling her that she normally didn't use a glass. She was going to tell her to have a whole bottle, but the thought of sharing like they had used to filled her with a pleasent feeling. She produced her old worn boots from when she had been a Jedi, she had not worn them since given the title of a Sith Lord. She ran her fingers lightly over the worn leather, remembering all the times she had snuck out of the temple and spied on Jax while he slept. She glanced at Aeris and blushed, pulling her boots on before taking the glass "I think these might be my last pair." she confessed, normally keeping spare clothing like the other woman but since leaving Korriban, it was a little more simplistic. She toasted with her "To us." she repeated, and unlike Aeris, An did not hesitate to down the contents of the glass. She motioned for her friend to sit on her cot as she moved to sit on one of the crates. She poured herself another glass "You can take another bottle or two with you back to your quarters." she told her, gesturing with the bottle where it had come from. She settle the bottle between them and sipped at her second glass. "How deep into mediation do you go not to sleep?" she decided to ask, wanting to avoid the dreams that occurred.<br/><br/>*<br/><br/>An-Lok was tense as she stood beside Aeris on a slightly dusty roof of one of the houses over looking the market of their destination planet, they had been there for a day and had yet to locate the Force Sensitive's they had been promised would be there. She could feel a disturbance in the Force, something was going to happen and she didn't like that she couldn't figure out what it was. She stood, tense and angry with her hood drawn up over her head, low on her eyes to cast a low imposing figure as she fumed. "Where are they!?" she fumed, sparks crackling in the air around her. She huffed out her breath as she looked at the woman beside her. "The Force is saying something is going to happen, and I dislike not knowing what it is... We need to find where those Force Sensitive's are and leave. I hate when the Force is so vague and we do not know what is going to happen." she said, that part of her having never changed from when they had been children into their teens. A shudder went through her as the distrubance of the Force increased.