Jek blinked at Jax as he told him that he had would be ready to leave in an hour and he grinned up at him for moment “How about two hours? I was on one of the ice planets before returning here, I gave up most of my rations to one of the families that housed me while I was on my hunt.” He told him, moving his cloak and turning his body to show that he had no food pellets on his belt. “The Force can help sustain a body, but I would like to go down to the cafeteria for some real bit of food. I would also like to stop in my bed chamber for something before they give it to a youngling. Not all of us were so lucky to get our own ships.” He told him with a bit of a smile before they were parting ways.<br/><br/>Jek had gotten a light meal, added a stop to refill his own personal supplies and stopped in this sleeping quarters where he retrieved only a book before he was finding his way down to the hanger where he was a little early, by roughly fifteen minutes. He didn’t have much, having not formed many attachments on his path of becoming a Jedi. But he had never been able to give up the book he now held in his hand. It was a gift from a time as a youngling, sneaking out of the temple as a reluctant shadow after friends he had not seen in years. He had pointed it out when they stumbled upon something they shouldn’t have been, and she had stolen it for him. A history of the Jedi and the light side of the Force. Because it came from her, he never found the will to be rid of it. Holding it tight in his hand, he hid his hands within the arms of his cloak as he entered the area where Jax was with a ship. “Are we all set?” he asked, watching a few of those working on the dock take supplies up the ramp. He waited for confirmation before he boarded and was given a brief tour. He hid the book beneath his pillow when shown where he would sleep and then followed Jax to the cockpit to take his co-pilot side.<br/><br/>“Maybe, since we’re taking on the role of disillusioned Jedi leaving the order, that we should come up with a story of how we left the Temple should be decided. If, we make it as though we’re stealing the ship, it might be best if they were to fire upon us… Or, they need to transmit us a false mission that we abandon.” Jek said, unfolding his arms as he followed Jax orders in preparing the ship for take-off. He had never been skilled at flying; his abilities had lied in tracking as well as remaining calm. Of course, like most Jedi, an after effect of the war had been the vast improvement in his dueling skills.<br/><br/>*****<br/><br/>An-Lok had stormed right up to the Cantina bar, slid onto the first seat she saw available and with hair still wet, demanded the strongest drink they had. She just had it slipped into her hand when the voice beside her drew her attention. She stared at her for a moment before the force hit her and she gasped as if cold water washed over her. “Aeris… It has been a very long time.” She looked her over, feeling slightly jealous at how she managed to look so untainted by the dark side. “Sorry.” She immediately said after the feeling washed over her, and she turned to take a sip of her drink. It was a habit to apologize for her emotions around the other girl, knowing she broadcasted her emotions the same as everyone else. She took another sip of her drink before turning back to her old friend “What are you doing here, and where are we?” she asked, having no idea where they were. By guidance of the Force, due to her actions, the battlecruiser she had been on was in close range of the small moons port.<br/><br/>After hearing where they were, she gave off a laugh and shook out her reddish-brown hair. “The Force must have a guided me here. I was on Korriban yesterday.” She told her, staring into her drink as she gathered her hair over her right shoulder to start braiding it. “We’re losing battlecrusiers, and star destroyers against the Jedi. I’m on a cruiser heading for the front lines, though I think I might have them detour to pick up some new recruits and force sensitives to drop off on one of the training planets.” An-Lok decided to say, watching Aeris as trying to keep from being so tense. She could feel her fellow Sith Lord’s urge to run through the Force, their old connection easily taking hold again, but she was sure that was only because of the other woman’s Empathic ability. “It would keep on the move, and mean there is always something to do.” She added, wondering if she was trying to talk the other in joining her on the large ship.