The Dark Academy on Korriban

Moyr parked the speeder behind an outcropping outside of town, blocked the fuel valve and hopped off.

"Let's walk from here."

She started unfastening their junk bundle.

Baesal jumped out as well

''Oh, I almost forgot.''

She handed the twilek Faln's data pad with a grim expression

"So you didn't retrieve the data?"

Moyr had caught the expression, turning the pad on.

''I did...all of it''

She chewed on her lip

''That is why I am not happy...take a look for yourself''

Moyr stopped, and watched. Her eyes widening slowly, lekku contracting, expression turning aghast.

"Fuck."

She sought more words.

"Fuck."

Baesal nodded in silence

''That affair with Zash earlier? Zeno told me about droid cores but it was actuelly about a holocron... Gyn Hothe's holocron, the student of Hazzan.''

She paced around nervously

''The holocron gave the location of the Hazzan's tomb...and said we need three person and it to open the doors.''

"Wait, wait. You discussed it with Zash and Zeno? You fixed that damn thing?"

Baesal gave a wary nod

''Remember, I told you about this: Zeno came to me last evening for droid repairs...except it was a lie. We were to fix the Holocron all along''

She scratched the back of her head, shaking a little

''Once there I could not exactly refuse without arousing suspicion...so I helped...and I tried to put these videos and the data we decrypted in the back of my mind for the affair.''

"So Zash joined you both? How was she behaving? What was agreed?"

Moyr grabbed the junk bundle and resumed walking toward the spaceport, having tucked the datapad into her cloak.

''There was another guy as well, someone named Gerald Hin I think''

She started walking as well

''One the location was revealed that son-of-a-bitch tried to put pressure on me to accept to an expedition in the valley. I tried to weasel out of it...or at least give an less then clear answer.''

Moyr shook her head.

"You shouldn't go. When do they plan it?"

As they entered the junk town, Moyr had already had a good idea where to look for the remaining hilt parts.

Streetwise: 3 successes, 3 threats

"Not sure..."

She began looking around for anything worthwhile

"I'll keep you aware of what is happening."

"Tres bien. See that warehouse? I bet it has many things we need."

Moyr soon found the back door and started fervent browsing among the crates. She kept stuffing all she found in one spot, like a mad squirrel.

"Check this out. Oh, and this. This looks like decent aluminium. Good copper wire!"

Baesal was a little overwhelmed by Moyr's burst of speed while trowing pièces around

"Ah, well"

She looked up the objects as best she could.

Looking through junk mechanic 2 setback LE: 3eA+1eP+2eD+2eS 0 successes, 3 advantage

"So, are these parts good? Are we set?"

Heaving, Moyr finally knelt by the pile.