Dreamshard provided the group a ride to their new base in a smoky quartz vehicle that looked like a sleek four-seater automobile with no wheels made from smoky quartz.  It purred it's way into the air at swift but legal speeds and before long put them down at the directed location.<br/><br/>Dreamshard was pleased that her hand didn't shake as she unlocked the door, but her heart was hammering.  She spent hours at a time over the next few days exploring the place, frequently tinkering with the computers but often just wandering around, admiring the decor and poking at oddities.  She also suggested they train as a group.<br/><br/>Most days she also took some time to head out for 'me time'.  Anyone who wondered what she was doing wouldn't have a hard time noticing that 'me time' occupied the same few hours in the mornings of Monday, Wednesday and Friday.<br/><br/>*   *   *<br/><br/>The next week, Dreamshard bought everyone a glass bottle of chilled coca cola from a street vendor to toast their victory with the rest of the New Vanguard.  Then she spent a few minutes with tools borrowed from the police prying open one of the war droids she'd fried with a stroke of lightning, looking for its CPU to see if she could find out anything about it.<br/><br/>Her head jerked to the side and towards the sky, raven hair whipping in the wind, as pure sound washed over them all.<br/><br/>Her lips moved through the words, 'What was that?!', but she couldn't hear them over the ringing in her ears.