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[ When she flicks the device on, she's pulling away, like she very obviously set it onto something so she could look slightly down at it. When she pulls away, the camera gives a sight of a woman who looks like she's in her mid-thirties. She's dressed in, well, something close to a black catsuit, and she folds her arms over her chest while she looks at the item. If anything, she looks a touch annoyed, but that's the last of the emotion on her face, and when she speaks, her voice is painfully level. The most important thing to note is that at her hip, there's a flash of metal that could just be a rather sophisticated, cylyndrical weapon. ]

I've done my research, so I don't need the basics. I'm looking for details, or specs, if you have them. I've figured out that whoever took me has to be an idiot for giving me an opportunity to talk over these things, and leave me with my weapons.

[ A quirk of an eyebrow. ]

It's messy.

So, has anyone met them? Has anyone said why, or are they just idiots? If not, then I guess there's at least some mystery to whatever it is I've stepped into this time. I don't suppose it's too much to ask about who's on here, is it? Getting a scope of the field will help out more than anything else.

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[ You know, not knowing what other people know is going to get her in trouble, she can already feel it. ]

I see.

Well, that's not my job.

[ Well, maybe a little bit now. ]

[Nah, not from this one. She's totally nice, Mara. Really.]

No? You don't think so?

[Amusement trickles back in.]

By being a part of it, I'd say you've got a stake in it's success.

A small one.

[ Nobody important here, she's trying to say. Let her get away with that!! ]

We have a long way to go. But that's not really here, is it?

[Oh...but all Jedi are a treasure...]

No, here we've just got to deal with a ship that's seemingly possessed of some malicious intelligence. You'll pardon me if I sound strained. It's actively preventing us from sleeping, and I fear I haven't had a good night's rest in nearly a week.

[She guesses it's the ship, anyway. Seems the most likely culprit.]

Not to be the bearer of bad news or anything. This place...well...there are worse places to be I suppose, but it's definitely malevolent.

[Y'know, like Korriban or Dromund Kaas or something. It's like that.]

Yes, I noticed there was something off. [ She grimaced at the camera. ] Thought it was old instincts kicking in.

So it's this thing that's malevolent? It's nobody else, just the ship?

[ It doesn't sound as impossible as it would seem, especially to her. There had been the thing with the Eye of Palpatine, after all.

She wasn't going to think aobut that. ]

That's the only explanation I've got. Can't you feel it? This place...it's steeped in the Dark Side. The corridors supposedly change, and the majority of it is dark.

[She's not really sure where to begin with Smiley, really.]

It's not really safe to go wandering around alone, Jedi or no.

Mm.

[ She paused. She hadn't focused on it. Not really.

She could feel something, but she hadn't let it deter her from her research, and she hadn't focused on it. Now, she does, for just a moment, open herself to the force, hesitantly.

She doesn't rely on it, and after a moment, the small spot in perception for any Jedi is gone. Not muted, or muffled, or invisible, but not actively touching the power there. ]

It's certainly...something.

I've heard talk that the ship is haunted, if you believe in that sort of thing. I don't know. I have yet to encounter any Dark Side spirits, or the beings I'd personally associate with such tales.

[Ghosts aren't real, but the Dark Side's will does occasionally bubble up into nasty specters. Nomi's seen that firsthand, over and over.]

But who can say? We are in another galaxy, that is certain.

It could be any number of things.

I'll admit that a ship like this isn't exactly out of my range of knowledge. There's likely a logical explanation somewhere.

Probably so. For the moment, this is the best we've got. Could be faulty programming, but with the presence here? [She shrugs]

I don't know. I wish I did. But if you've been in a situation like this before, then what do you think it could be?

[ A noticeable pause, while she considers how to word it. There's no malice in her voice, no disgust. Callista had done what she thought was best. Mara considered it more Skywalker who ruined that, then Callista Ming. Still, it was her husband's ex. ]

There was a ship. With an entity on it. Trapped in the ship's computers. A Jedi had given her life to stop it, and was stuck there. Eventually, she got out, but it was... [ Conflict colors her face. ] It was a force to be reckoned with.

[That...is a rather strange tale. ~~And somewhat indicative of the EU's weirdness meter being wayyyy off~~. Nomi can't help but ask the obvious question.]

How did she get out? And what was the ship meant to do?

The ship was meant to be a weapon.

[ A pause. Because really. Force knows it's weird, but this is Mara's life. She should have just stayed as a mechanic. ]

She was given a body from someone else, but it wasn't without its price. She couldn't touch the force.

Someone else? A clone?

[Nomi visibly shudders at the thought of losing contact with the Force. It was a talent she had, the ability to cut someone off from it permanently unaided, and one she used sparingly. The temptation for abuse, and the sheer misery she'd seen Uliq in after...that'd scared her.]

No, no. They gave their body up for her, which means they aren't around anymore. But at least she got a new lease on life, even if she didn't have the force. I'd rather not have it, than be nowhere at all.

[ It had been complex, and awful. ]

Wait. How? Has technology for that sort of thing been developed in your time, or is this something to do with the Force?

[Sounds an awful lot like Sith Sorcery to her.]

And as to that...I'm not sure how long I could live, cut off like that. Not after Ossus.

It's not that bad.

[ She would sigh, about Jedi, but they rarely listened. ]

It's difficult to explain, how it happened. She saved the galaxy by doing it.

I...think it'd be difficult for me. My relationship with the Force is somewhat different. You understand how you sense it, and you manipulate it?

Sometimes the Force manipulates me. Acts through me. I don't know how, why, or when, but that's something that happens.

Ah.

[ That sounds...weird. And like complete surrender on a level Mara knows she could never actually commit to. ]

I can't imagine that's pleasant.

Honestly, it's generally better than the other emotions I should be experiencing at the time. It's always better than fear, at least. The certainty of it is rather exhilarating. But it never lasts long.

[Of course, it's not so much a surrender as it is just drawing so deeply on the Force that nothing else matters.]

Hm. [ She shook her head. Giving up that much control, losing what was her? No thank you. ]

I suppose so. I'd rather deal with it, the emotions, than let something keep me from having them.

Of course. It's definitely something that took getting used to. But I suppose it's something I was meant to do.

[Destiny and fate and all that. Nomi realizes she probably sounds like a religious nut, but then...that's often what Jedi were in her time.]

Yeah. Maybe.

[ Mara doesn't buy into that. She never has. It's not something she prefers, and she doesn't think anyone should really surrender themselves to destiny.

She's a really bad Jedi. ]

Then again, if not you, there would have probably been someone else.

[Let's be honest, neither of them are really good at it...]

Perhaps. Perhaps not. Master Odan Urr and Master Vodo Baas claimed I was some sort of prophetic figure. I hope that they weren't right, but I'm not foolish enough to believe I've led an ordinary life as a Jedi. I've simply done what anyone would and should do. The same as any of us, I think.

[Fate she believes in, but prophecy is weird.]

Mm. That's all you can do, is do what you can.

Whether or not it works, well, sometimes we can't see that until much later. There's no guarantee that it'll have an impact, after all.

But, sometimes, even if you're not remembered, there are echoes of your actions.

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