Taris, Back of the Beyond
Salute, Tishujen!
I presume that of the uttermost interest to you are my impressions of Corso Riggs after our supper together at the Mess. It is quite obvious that the female charms are not lost on your associate. However, rest assured, if it is Corso Riggs that you want, you will have him. It is in the way he glances at you after even a minute remark, even the softest chuckle, and how he anticipates you. Stay your risk-taking, if the suspense was what drove it.
It was good to see you, Tishujen.
Peculiarly, the tension between Corso Riggs and you is palpable enough to inflict upon the others. I was surprised to experience the awareness of a stranger being a man after we've parted. Hiboco and I tracked down a shipment of warheads that had fallen into the hands of the Mandalorians, and ever since I found myself scanning the outposts for Major Teranos. I have not felt this longing since my substitute Weapon Master had joyously left the teaching position for a field assignment in the Temple. I must take time to meditate and erase this subconscious desire, for it may lead to unforeseen and tragic consequences if a woman is as strong in the Force as I am.
Hiboco commented to that extent when we came face to face with a hunting Sith Lord, a pure-blood who had not bridled her Force use at all, and shamelessly bonded even the beasts to do her bidding. And for what? To erase a settlement of simple citizens going about their lives! I must say, if I had a trace of curiosity for the way of the Sith, it had disappeared as we faced this… this abomination. Later, as well, Darth Angral, came in an unflattering light compared to a simple Empire officer, the Watcher One. Qyzen Fess disagreed with Hiboco on sparing the Watcher's life, however I believe the man did deserve to go free since it is through him that we have stopped the beastmaster Sith on her wild hunt. Qyzen Fess is a simple creature, and I am unsure that he should follow me much long.
I have finally located Master Tykan, but not before he's wrecked a terrible havoc at the Expedition Base and nearly wiped out the Taris population by causing an explosion of a nuclear plant. Yet again I faced the terrible consequences of a Jedi allowing the control of her mind to slip out of her grip. I do feel grateful for the bond between Master Tykan's padawan and him that helped me stop the catastrophe, so at times it may be a pure thing. But what a risk!
I must meditate now to rein in my inappropriate thoughts, and to repair what damage I can from shielding Master Tykan. I must have enough for what waits for us on Nar Shaddaa. We must delay here for a time however, since the Governor appealed to our help once again.
May the Force guard Corso Riggs and you,
P.S: It is peculiar how once you start thinking on the subject, it comes up everywhere it seems. I have uncovered a few passages in the Uncle's writings on the Exile's bond to the Lost Jedi including the esteemed Bao-Dur. It is frightening, that even when well-intended… I must meditate now.