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    "Congratulations!" she interjected as Siralai described her family, clearly pleased with the healthy number of children. However, when asked about her own family, Neva's smile grew sad. She found her seat again, and leaned back, eyes on the ceiling for a moment. When they returned to Siralai's they were clear and composed, though still with an amiable emotion.

    "No, not too personal. I do have family - I grew up in a very large family, actually. I know where some of them are - and I don't feel the need to seek them out - the rest, well, that's partly why I like jobs that take me off the beaten path. I am hoping to find them one day. We were explorers, you see. Nomads. Gypsies. Whatever you want to call a people who don't like to stay in one place for too long. I've never lived planet-side - I grew up living on any of the vessels in our caravan. One day, that life fell apart and I've been on my own. And while it's possible to continue to be an explorer on your own, it's just not as fulfilling."

    Neva looked over at Rossi as she finished, as though she felt the need to impart advice to the teen. She wasn't entirely certain why as what she had to say wasn't exactly sage. She finished her drink and grinned at her companions before gesturing around her. "All this suddenly makes a lot more sense, right?"
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    "I could help," Siralai said.

    The words slipped out more from habit than any firm plan, but as she said them she realized they were more logical than they might seem on the surface.

    "I may not have the title of Knight anymore, but I can still use the Force. Maybe I could help you find them."

    Of course, it would be difficult. Using the Force was more complicated than just pointing it at something and expecting it to come to you. It might not be possible at all. But surely for this new friend... this rare person who bothered to listen, and who had the capacity to understand... the least she could do was try.

    "I don't promise success. Only my best efforts, if the time should come that you need or want my help."
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    No one had ever offered her help with finding her lost family, well, at least not with any sort of real plan to do so. Certainly some had said they'd 'keep an eye out' for them or 'pass along a message', which she had appreciated to some extent. But an actual offer of direct assistance to personally seek out her family? Even if she had received such an offer, Neva was sure that no one she had ever met would have offered to use the Force to find her lost relations.

    Abruptly, Neva realized that she'd been simply staring at Siralai for the last unknown number of minutes. Unwilling to keep the woman wondering how her offer was going to be received, the Zabrak's face broke out into a huge grin. She leapt from her chair and offered the Jedi her hand to grasp. If she did, Neva would hold Siralai's hand upward in hers, their forearms touching - almost as though she were about to arm wrestle her on the spot.

    "Success or no, your assistance is more than welcome. To find the rest of my tribe would set my heart at ease." Neva released Siralai's hand, then looked pensive. "When I said I knew where some of my relatives are, what I didn't say was that they sided with the Empire. They may well have use of the Force...will that put you at risk?"

    The last thing she wanted was to put the first decent family she'd met in years in danger because of choices she hadn't made.

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    Siralai Mahr



    Siralai waited without expectation - just waited, inferring nothing from the Zabrak's extended silence. It was, after all, a decision long in coming. It was only to be expected that it couldn't be made in an instant.

    At Neva's final eager acceptance, though, the former Jedi smiled and accepted the handshake.

    "It might," Siralai said honestly when Neva asked if it would put her at risk. She exchanged a look with Trystan, and then went on, "But so might a great many things, and I do them anyway. This would not be the first time I've set out to reclaim users of the Dark Side of the Force... and I haven't been without success in that regard. Some risks are worth taking. Personally, I count family among them."

    And odd thing to say, perhaps, for one who was raised in the Jedi Temple - but very much in step with the life Siralai had built of her own choosing.

    "I will begin to meditate on it. That will take time, though," Siralai cautioned. "The galaxy is a big place, needless to say. It will take me awhile to focus in on them, especially since we have never met. I do think it is likely to be possible. Just not immediate. I will begin as we travel."

    She did so, patiently casting her mind into the reaches of space, seeking those connected to Neva. She didn't find them on the first try, nor had she expected to. But it was a start.

    After a few hours had passed, with their destination planet appearing just ahead, they would run into the first snag of their journey. A blockade of Republic ships prevented access to the planet. As the blockade came into view, the lead ship hailed Neva's craft on the standard open channel.

    "This is Republic vessel Sigma Ozia. By order of the Senate, prepared to be boarded for inspection of cargo and passengers."
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    Neva was about to protest, but closed her mouth as Siralai continued. The Jedi was willing to risk backlash from the other side on the account of a pilot she'd only just met. "Thank-you" the words were a mere whisper. Seeing that Siralai meant to make good on her promise right then and there, Neva left the Jedi to her meditations and Trystan to his fiddling. Part of her was pleased he hadn't quite figured out the puzzle yet - the other part was simply pleased that he seemed to be enjoying himself. She smiled at Rossi and left for the cockpit.

    There wasn't much to do in the way of monitoring, but Neva spent her time well. She read star maps of the region, searched her database for mentions of the planet and those nearby, and practiced listening to a new droid language she'd come across in some far-flung sector. When the ship fell out of hyperdrive, Neva was already at the helm, waiting to regain control from the autopilot. She shouldn't have been surprised to see a blockade, but Neva supposed she had hoped that the planet's emissaries would simply be waiting with open arms for the goods they carried.

    "Roger that, Sigma Ozia. This is The Wayfarer, on a mission of aid. Standing by for boarding."

    Over the radio, Neva had sounded off as protocol would demand, however she had left out a few details. Like how many people they should expect to find on board. Neva turned to find Siralai standing in the doorway.

    "It seems reasonable to expect a blockade - there are those who would take advantage of an outpost in shambles - but I wasn't sure about how transparent you wanted to be." If Siralai thought that Trystan and Rossi might become targets, then Neva was willing - and able - to take measures to prevent their discovery.

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    Siralai Mahr



    "This blockade concerns me," Siralai said candidly. "It's not an atypical strategy, needless to say - but the placement is rather odd. Why have these ships been ordered to maintain a blockade rather than going to assist the colonists, even if only those from their own side? If it's looters and opportunists they fear, they'd be better off staying on the surface. And what exactly do they expect to find by stopping ships here? Aid goods wouldn't merit this level of military presence. So do they think a ship may be transporting something else? And if so, what?"

    She gave a little shrug. "Rhetorical questions, of course. You can't know the answers any more than I do. Until we find out more information, our best bet is to cooperate." She glanced at Trystan and Rossi and added, "Within reason, of course. You two should try to keep a low profile. Trystan will be fine as long as he doesn't talk - the accent is the only thing that gives him away as an Imperial. Rossi... you should probably find somewhere out of the way to lurk. Not hide, mind you. We aren't doing anything illegal. Simply being born a Sith pureblood is not against Republic law, much as some Jedi might wish it to be. Just try not to call attention - but don't hide. Hiding makes it seem like you feel you need to."

    Siralai's face was the very picture of Jedi calm as the Republic troopers entered the ship and began their search. Trystan looked a trifle less composed, but he did as asked and refrained from speaking to any of their unwanted guests.

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