Cairo sat up a little straighter in her seat and peered around the pilots, trying to get a better veiw.
<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> What are looking for anyhow?<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->, she puzzled boredly.

Rusty turned to Cairo

"We're scouting, scanning. I've never really explored Dellalt. My ship crashed here, and was beyond repair. I couldn't build a new one without a shipyard, so I started construction on the Freedom and Independence yards shortly after I came to Dellalt. I was named leader, and have been ever since. In short, we are looking for anything that could aid us, anything that's out of the ordinary."

Rusty sighed hard, looking to Dravin.

"And now we must say it...Dravin and I have felt a disturbance since we lifted off Dellalt. Something is not right, but this is the only way to find out. Once we get the shipyards up, I plan to build an outpost here, in the outer rim. It will be far enough off to warn us of incoming vessels, but close enough to recieve support if necessary. However, I believe we should head back. Tec, get us into orbit with Dellalt while Dravin and I discuss this. Dravin, come with me please."

Rusty walked off again, back toward the lounge and sat, slipping into meditation

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Dravin followed Rusty back into the lounge. He moved his robes around to get comfortable and sat beside a empty crate. Then, he slipped into the deep emptiness of his meditation.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

"He tells us to keep an eye out, and then meditates."
She smirked at the irony and then decided so keep any other smart-arse comments to herself...

Rusty came out of his meditating, and turned to Dravin as he entered the lounge

"My student, you are quite right. Something is wrong, but I'm not sure as to what. What do you think we should do?"

"I will tell you what my vision has showed me."

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> He walked in and took a seat.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

"A lone warrior walks through a barren wasteland. An impenetrable fog surrounds him, blinding him from his surroundings. He hears movement all around him, the warrior jumps at these noises, turning and twisting to each footstep. The warrior does not pay attention to the path he walks, and stumbles to the ground. Suddenly, a spear appears out from the mist and strikes the warrior down."

Rusty was definately perplexed

"That's rather odd. What do you think it has to do with our current mission?"

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Dravin thought for a moment.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

"I believe the warrior represents the ship or the group that is traveling with us. The fog could represent a asteriod field, a nebula, or even a cloud of fog."

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> He stopped for a moment then continued.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

"When the warrior stumbles, it could show that the ship will break down, our group is separated, or one of us is injured. After that, fear sets in, and we are destroyed."

Rusty looked harshly at Dravin

"My Padawan, have you not yet learned that you mustn't fear? Fear will lead you into the DarkSide's tempting clutches. Only you will be able to decide to stay with the lightside. We will not fear. We can't allow ourselves to fear, for it will spell doom for us. Is that understood?"

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Dravin stared at Rusty.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

"I was talking about the others. They may not be able to control themselves when the situation comes about. We must calm them and aid them with the Force."