"Roger Temple. Dreamer's Ace coming in." Maddox answered to the control tower.<br/><br/>Maddox was the owner/captain of the Dreamer's Ace an Amphibious Interstellar Assault Transport/infantry (AIAT/i). It was also called a flying boat.<br/><br/>Maddox looked out the view port down at the ramp leading to the landing pad. He saw numerous Jedi, most likely apprentices huddled around the ramp. No, it wasn't uncommon for people to land their craft at the Jedi Temple, and the apprentices saw ships everyday. What made this different was the fact that it was the Dreamer's Ace, a ship that they weren't used to seeing everyday. Not to mention, he usually brought goodies for the children when he did come, so they liked him and the Ace even more.<br/><br/>This trip was a bit different than most. As he approached it would become easier to see the damage down to the armor of the Ace. Carbon scoring of blasters and the way that the engines just didn't sound right. The Ace had just been through one hell of a fight.<br/><br/>"Hold on back there." He called to his passenger. "This landing may not be one of my best."<br/><br/>He toggled the landing gear, wincing as it screached and locking into place.<br/><br/>He brought the vessel in and yanked on the control bring it to a halt directly over the pad before lowering, setting down as soft as possible. He smiled at the landing.<br/><br/>That smile would fade into shock at the landing gear started to buckle, leaning to the right. The landing gear held, but it was weakened. He unstrapped himself from his chair and moved back, grabbing an ornate box on the way out.<br/><br/>He access ramp lowered and Maddox exited the Ace, walking toward the group of Jedi. While drawing closer, he saw the Knights and Masters wading through the throng of children, standing in front of them.<br/><br/>"Master Jedi. I come with supplies, and this." He handed the box out to the first Jedi Knight or Master that would take it. Inside it would be a rare, very valuable Holocrom.<br/><br/>"I will need use of the pad for a bit longer than normal." He muttered. "The keepers of that didn't like the fact that I was taking it. And well...they shot at me."<br/><br/>"I will also need to use one of your funeral pyres. My co-pilot," He looked over his shoulder as a droid was pushing a repulsor sled along, bearing a covered body. "didn't make it." He didn't hide the fact that it hurt to see his co-pilot and friend dead.<br/><br/>He looked at the Jedi and awaited their answer.