The ship jumped out of hyperspace. The ship slowing to impulse so suddenly jolted all of the passengers. Plex recovered and quickly adjusted the ship into automation, she needed to be fast so she could get to the bottom of what the hell just happened. She bolted down a corridor to where Roruk was already roaring at their new guests threateningly. Jiri and Tyken were backing away from the wookie, trying to calm him to no avail. Tyken asked 'Do you understand what this beast is trying to communicate?' Jiri retorted, 'no, I don't speak furball'. More angry roars came from Roruk as Plex took his side, 'he wants to know the same thing I do, what was that all about back there'. Jiri replied, 'what do you mean back there?'. Plex's tone became more hostile, 'what I mean is that we get into fights at that station regularly, but the response we got then?'. She paused briefly before shooting a look to Tyken 'and one of you has a light saber as well as force abilities. You two are hiding something, whatever it is, you come clean now or so help me I will send you out the airlock'. Jiri noticed that her hand was discreetly hovering over the grip of her holstered pistol, they needed to be careful of the words they used here.
Tyken answered after a thoughtful pause, 'I… I believe myself to be a scientific experiment. They seem to refer to me as property rather than a person. I know nothing of myself, not where I get my force powers, not my past, I know nothing of myself. I escaped my captivity from the space port and have been by someone of great influence and power ever since. What their purpose is with me I also do not know'. Plex stared at Tyken briefly, it seemed that she wasn't sure if this was true or not.
Plex raised her eyebrow, 'Space port?'. Jiri answered this, 'from the story it might be a place called station omega, hard to say though, that place is as vague as Tyken's story'.
Plex replied 'I've heard of the station before, a lot of travelers think it's haunted. Idiot space superstition is all it is'.
She shot a look towards Jiri, 'so what does that make you? His padwan?'. Jiri shrugged his shoulders, 'I guess you could call me a tragic victim of circumstance', as soon as the words left his mouth it cut into him deeply. The stark reminder of his dead parents, he could feel the wave of guilt, sadness and anger pour over himself, it seemed attempting to play it off as a joke wasn't such a great idea. Plex seemed to notice the pain he felt however, and her hand left the vicinity of her pistol.
She continued to probe 'okay, why Spirious then? Why travel to a wasteland planet? There's nothing there'. Jiri pushed back his remorse as Plex asked this, he was just as interested in what the answer would be.
Tyken responded, 'there are not many things I remember about what was done to me at the space port, but guards and staff talked about receiving some kind of deliveries from there. I also… feel connected to the place somehow… I am looking for answers, Spirious has them – I know it does'.
Plex crossed her arms, skepticism was all over her face, 'you feel like going there? That's a terrible reason to go to a planet with nothing. Why can't you feel like going to a beach planet? I could use a holiday'. Jiri grinned at this, she had spunk he had to give her that.
Jiri stepped forward as he spoke, 'well that's where we're going, as payment for helping you out of that fight back there'. An annoyed expression appeared on Plex's face 'oh sure, Roruk and I probably won't be able to go back to Livingston after what happened there, what a great deal we made!'. She then conceded, 'but a deal is a deal, we will take you to your dead planet – I hope for your sake that you find whatever it is that your looking for there'.