"Yes of course, it shouldn't be tracked back to the Jedi. I was just trying to save whatever credits we have to use for transport of planet or to wherever we need to go." Jek had told Jax but he knew that he was right. If the Sith had figured out where the ship was, or depending on the planet they chose, it could be figured out that they had not really left the Jedi. He knew however that they would be able to figure it out and would make due. He was sure that, if it had really came down to it, they could always use Force Persuasion. Though the manipulation was not something that was recommended regular use of, he had developed a mastery of it in his travels of the outter and middle rims while tracking down wayward Jedi. He wasn't sure if he should tell the other man this, as he had told no one he could do it.<br/><br/>Jek was surprised to here that Jax had a room just for mediation and he rose up to follow after him to the room. He paused to take in the padded room, glad for it as he looked around. He moved to the center of the room and lowered himself to sit across from him by about a foot or two, not too far but close enough to be comfortable. He felt safe in the room and it showed as he took in a deep breath to relax his body, stretching his back, arms and then his neck. Nothing had cracked, but his muscles liked the ease of a stretch compared to always being ready. He had learned from his missions to always be ready, and though he was always calm and trusted in the Force, his body was also always on the ready. Muscles ready for a battle at any moment. He was safe, he was free to mediate without interruption. He closed his eyes and evened out his breathing, seeking out the Force Bond he shared with Jax knowing though faint that it was there.<br/><br/>Jek knew from the book currently hidden beneath his pillow, that there were different types of Force bonds. That you could impose one upon someone, tangling a fate so strongly that it often led to them falling off of the Jedi Path for various reasons. A Bond could also be torn away, causing great pain and a lose in a connection to the Force itself. A horrible thing that happened to few Jedi of the past. He hoped to never feel that empty. He also knew that Force Bonds could develop in dangerous situations, and natrually over time. Theirs had developed over time, from a very young age. He focused on the bond, remembering being small children, younglings still learning the ways of the force. He could remember that even though his friend had always been a quiet in childhood as he was now, they had messed up the words and rearranged the phrases of the Jedi Code on purpose to make each other laugh. One had said a word wrong by accident, so to make them feel better the game had begun. They had all four gotten in trouble and never messed up the code again. They argued for years who it had been. He could remember cold nights where they had all four ended up together in a training room, tangled in a pile for warmth so they could sleep. He remembered training in battle scenarios where they had leapt to defend one another as soon as one came close to failing. He remembered one in particular where he had fallen to a knee in pain at a training droids blaster bolt hit his ribs and Jax had defended him until he moved off the training field. He could remember aspiring to be just like the other man when he became a Padawan first. He had looked up to the man for various reason, not just because he was taller. He saw all of this has he focused on their bond, remembering how strong it had once been.<br/><br/>********<br/><br/>An-Lok and moved the large crate around to hide amongst the ones she used as walls for her own space. The cargo hold was quiet and she was left alone. It didn't have all the basic needs like he actual bunks did, but it was what she liked best. She made sure that it had everything she had ordered before she left the small cargo hold of her choosing and went up to the dock where the ships were stored. Star fighters and other such ships, including where Aeris ship was now arriving. She stood far off to the side where she watched her land, and scare the soldiers. She too had laughed aloud before walking forwards. "Beautiful landing." she told her, hood still up on her head as she approached her. "So, where you planning to stay on your ship, or did you want your own quarters. I'm sure we could arrange for something to be freed up for you if it already hasn't." she said, walking with her out of the ship dock of the cruiser into the hall beyond. "How much of a tour did you want?" she asked before walking with her down the hall. She showed her which cargo hold she was using as her own room, it was very minimal behind the cargo crates she used a privacy walls. She then showed her where she washed up, where the soldiers and force sensitives would sleep. She showed her the room she was supposed to use but didn't like how bright it was. Then she took her up to the command deck.<br/><br/>"And this, is where everything happens I suppose." she told her, walking in and over to the windows and looking out over the busy moon. Watching the speeders and ships fly by as she folded her arms just beneath her breasts. "There's a pull in the Force... Like something big is about to happen." An-Lok said, turing to look at Aeris. "I know this ship is large, with many feelings... If you need quiet, the cargo holds have less people." she said, hoping she understood why she chose it as her place to sleep. "If you need to find me, you could send it through the Force Bond, or find me down in the cargo hold or up here on the Command Deck. I like this spot best." she said, motioning to where a someone was busy repairing the edge of the console and the floor that clearly had been sliced by a lightsaber. She gave her a small smile and turned back to look out the window again. "Commander! If we're all prepared, I think its time to leave." she voiced loudly, glancing at Aeris. "Yes?"