"- Hey Arman, lets get this thing powered up so we can leave this backwater planet as fast as an Ewok on a land speeder!" Jarael took two long strides up the gangway and gave the clone the orders without even looking at him.

She strode off to Zaynes private quarters. Before she could knock on the door he opened it.

"Whats the noise about, Jarael?" He had clearly been meditating because he was only wearing his ritual robe and was smelling of that spiced oil their new master had sent them.

"We have been detected by some of them Bothians. I overheard a conversation at the market. The Bothians are looking for us and they know that we are here. So I told Arman and the crew to make the ship ready for departure. I must go and see to my experiements before we leave." Jarael made ready to turn and go to her quarters when Zayne interrupted her.

"No use Jarael. They are already locking up the starport." Zaynes look was distant, he was using the Force. "We could fight our way out easily. But our new master would like us to test our new powers. So Jarael, make battle ready and meet me outside in 10 minutes. Gather up five of the clones. Let us take the battle to them instead!" Zayne went back into his quarter and closed the door.

Jarael stod there, waiting, for some seconds. Yes Zayne was right. A long time of running away was finally over. She could feel her blood rising. Finally a target, a goal, something to unleash the Force against. With an evil smile on her lips she went to the clones.

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Good to be back in the STAR WARS LEAGUE again.