Thal-ion was extremely glad of his companion's piloting abilities, and more so for her sense of urgency.  Once she had helped him stop the shuttle from tumbling; she had wasted no time in attaching the grappling hook to the tiny shuttle.  This close, however, to the storm made it difficult to concentrate.  He found himself keeping his mind sternly protected from the effects he could sense battering away at his mental defenses in the Force.  It was unlike anything he had ever experienced, but all his training in guarding his mind against unwanted visions now paid off.  For a ship the size of the shuttle; the<span style="font-style: italic">Emerald Dawn</span>had the ability to dock with her.  Knowing this, Thal-ion left the cockpit while Alethea got them away from the storm as quickly as she could.  He briefly looked back to flash her a grim smile of determination before vanishing to make sure they docked with the shuttle they had rescued.<br/><br/>He wasted no time in carrying out the procedure necessary, and once the shuttle was reeled in...there was a light thud indicating the two ships now flew as one.  Making sure the seal was tight before opening the hatch; Thal-ion took a deep breath.  Even with his mental defenses up; he could sense the man had passed out from whatever had happened to him.  The warning of insanity and chaos reigning on the station made him wonder just how bad it was over there before opening the hatch.  Deftly he stepped through, and made his way to the cockpit only to find the pilot passed out half out of his chair.  He shook his head as he noted most of the systems in the cockpit were shorted out, and wondered just what had happened to this poor man.  He was dark haired, tall, lithe, and wore a white science lab coat over an Alliance uniform.<br/><br/>The uniform caught the young Jedi off guard rather badly.  If this person was a member of the new Galactic Alliance; then was the station made by the new government?  Was the Alliance aware and even responsible for the station and temporal storm?  This rose too many dangerous questions, and forced Thal-ion to scoop up the unconscious officer swiftly.  Soon, he was carrying him back aboard the<span style="font-style: italic">Emerald Dawn</span>, and laid him down on a small sofa the main area held.  On the wall nearby was a comm unit, and this Thal-ion now used to contact his partner.  Sure, he could have used telepathy, but considering how the Force felt at the moment...he figured her own mind was as guarded as his own.<br/><br/>"Alethea, he is unconscious at the moment.  Whatever happened to his ship; the cockpit systems were fried.  He couldn't have escaped even if he had wanted to.  Whatever is going on over there on that station...it can't be good.  Oh, and we have a rather disturbing clue," Thal-ion began to report.  He paused...not wanting to tell her, because saying it aloud seemed to make it all the more real.  "He is an officer and scientist of the Galactic Alliance."