At least there was a plan, if any.

The group was about to disperse, when a couple more had joined them. She knew neither of their names, but had recognized their faces earlier from the shuttle that had brought them there.

Hopefully, both herself and Master Amalia would have better luck as to locating and aiding Tec.

Raven lead the Jedi Master on, heading towards the old building, and were only part-way there when she smelled the smell of rotting flesh for an instant, then, it was gone.

Something wasn't quite right. Something told her that whatever it was, it just gotten worse.

"Tec." Raven murmured under her breathe, suddenly hurring along. Hopefully, the Jedi Master could keep up with her, but, all Raven knew was that she had to hurry.

WT absently followed Raven and Amalia, waving to Leia as he hopped after them.

(OOC What exactly is our mission? I forgot. ^_^;; OOC)

OOC: to locate the fabled Crystals of Fire. Unknown to you, your current destination shall most likely be the beginning of that search...

OOC: Ok, let's see if I can pull myself together here, I doubt it, but I'm going to try to.

Amalia seemed to follow just behind Raven now, often she would look behind her to make sure that the other Jedi that were now with her, were still with her.

She noted that raven was trying to hurry along, she understood why, but she wished the Knight would not hurry along. Amalia sensed some type of danger ahead, but knew not what it was.

Also, to add to their troubles, there wasn't much light in the building, very little, if any at all.

She removed a flashlight from her pack, it didn't produce enough light that would help them, but some light was better than no light at all.

Amalia tried not to gag as the smell of rotting flesh seemed to rush by her, and then, it was gone. Yet something told her that that was just a small portion of it and that it would get stronger the more they went deeper into the building.

They were now quickly appraoching where Tec had struck the so called doctor with his lightsaber.

Though Amalia didn't know it exactly, she knew a body had been dragged away from this area, there were blood droppings smeared across the floor, and least Amalia thought so from what she could make out from her flashlight. She checked to make sure, taking in a small wiff of it, knowing that it was fresh and had not been there for long.

Not good...I hope...that isn't Tec's.

She reached out with the force, searching for Tec's presence. She knew his force signature well, but for some reason her mind seemed clouded. She had found Tec, but that's not all she found. There was tec and then there was...well, let's just say that what she felt wasn't all too good.

She reached out with the force again, reaching out to all of the Jedi.

Stick close, go slow.

She motioned down a hall, pointing with a hand, stopping for a moment to make sure that all jedi could see which direction she was pointing toward and then continued on. As the reached the end of the hall, there was no where to go but to the left and so they went.

It was still very dark and Amalia felt herself bumping into someone, someone who turned around and was about to chop her into little Jedi pieces. Though Amalia, as all Jedi did if they were trained, had her quick Jedi reflexes. Her saber was already ignited as the figure brought their saber forth to meet with hers.

Amalia smirked, not looking all too pleased as she tilted her head to one side, looking face to face with Tec now. Just barely outlining the features of his face.

She could sense fear coming from Tec, not much, but some. She nodded her head once. She spoke to him via the force.

Fear can cloud your mind if you're not careful, such as just now. You mistook me for someone harmful. Don't let fear cloud your mind so that you can't use the force to sense who and what is around you.

She knew something disturbed him for she shifted her flashlight past him and onto a chamber of some sort. A small wheel appeared to be its handle, yet Tec hadn't touched it yet.

So he had stopped, dead in his tracks. She could feel something not quite right either. However, as Leia had mentioned before, the force had somehow guided them here and they were here for a reason. Perhaps what they were looking for was here.

She kept her saber ignited, having the feeling that she would need it onece they entered into the chamber. She spoke softly yet quietly.

"Open it, Tec, slowly. we can't turn back now, we've come too far to turn back now..."

So much for that temple Amalia thought to herself.

Though she had a feeling that things would not be so easy as going into a temple and finding those crystals. These group of Jedi were in for a lot more. Some surprises along the way, some good surprises and some not so good surprises. However, everyone had to take the good along with the bad. They would eventually reach out for the good, Amalia was sure of it, but first, first they had to deal with the bad....

Tec frowned when he saw that he had struck out at Amalia, but he hadn't been using the Force. His face creased in thought as he wondered how she came to that conclusion, and then gave it up, but said nothing, as he had learned to do.

"Yes, Master Amalia." Tec slowly turned the handle to the chamber door and supressed his fear, and opened himself to the Force. Slowly he opened the door, but said quickly in a calm voice to everyone, "Open yourselves to the Force, and don't turn your backs. Period."

Glancing at the rest of the Jedi, he saw them nodding, and felt those of them that weren't already holding ther Force doing so. Then he spotted Raven, and sighed heavily.

Raven, I'm sorry abouot earlier. Truly. I hope you didn't come back to help me because you felt obligated to do so as a fellow Jedi....

Then Tec threw open the door the rest of the way and jumped into the room with his saber held high....

WT keeps close to Amalia and Raven, trying to ignore the body. His sensetive nose wrinkled at the smell. "I don't like this..."

He fingered his small saber, looking around carefully with his large eyes.
<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Amalia, did...did something to happen to Tec? That body isn't him...but...<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

Tec seemed a bit different in appearance than he normally was, and it took awhile to figure out that it was just a illusion of appearance, induced by the force. But, the jacket he was wearing? The smell, along with that of the dead bodies nearby was rather nasty.

"You know, Tec, that jacket may be a hand-me-down, but when it comes to that kind of clothing, you have a bad fashion sense." Raven commented, hoping to break the tension.

Stepping up closer to Tec, she added, " What's the point in retaining the illusion when the rest of us are here? They are gonna take a hint that something's up and go after us all. Besides, I think you're spooking WT."

Raven then pulled her own lightsaber from her belt, igniting it. This visit, she'd have a chance to strike first.

Hey, it's no Jedi obligation, Tec. Just willing to back up a friend. This place is too much for one Jedi on their own.

Keeping his eyes open on his surroundings, Tec dropped the illusion he had forgotten he held. "Sorry, WT."

Then he looked at Raven, whom had stepped close to him. He grinned at her and said, "I hope we stay friends a long time, then. Maybe you can help me choose which stolen coats to use on the next mission?"

Then he moved slowly to another area in the chamber to spread the light.

And Raven, if this place isn't safe for one Jedi, is it safe for fouor or five?, and he frowned.

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Don't you mean 3 and a half?<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->
WT grinned slightly, trying to lighten the mood a little.
<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Well, good to see you're still alive. De@th isn't pretty.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->
He ignited his lightsaber, a long purple beam shot out of the gray hilt. It was a small lightsaber, but just the right size of one of WT's stature. Another saber rested on his belt, black hilted.
<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> What do we do now?<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

"Next field trip, no dead bodies." Raven commented, with a slight smile upon her face.

Well, Yoda was the originator of the phrase " Size matters not."

"Well, Tec, you first. It's your tour." Raven added, shrugging her shoulders.

She didn't like this situation, either.