Chapter 29
"What's the problem?" Revan asked as he strode onto the command deck.
Admiral Yarr herself had woken him from his first real bit of sleep in days and the fact that he had gotten sleep at all was the only thing that was keeping him from strangling her with his bare hands. He walked with purpose to the head viewport and folded his arms across his chest as he waited for the Admiral to finally let her reasoning for summoning him to the bridge known, "My lord, there's a massive storm that has developed over the course area and the Temple, we've lost contact with the base garrison and the electricity storm has knocked out our power grid."
His eyes widened, "Bastila?"
"We've lost her bearing and contact with her," Admiral Yarr reported, knowing exactly how Revan would react.
His face was that of stoic contemplation, there were a million possible ways that he could resolve this situation. All of them were either dangerous, very risky or would be taxing on him mentally and physically or a combination of both. But in his mind he concluded that the safest possible way for him to safely make sure that Bastila was alright was for him to take charge. It took large exertions in the force to have control over the weather, but he could do it, he had done it dozens of times before. The only thing that was pressing in his mind was the fact after every time that he exerted control over Nature, he literally felt as if he needed to sleep for days and in one case he actually did sleep for days afterwards.
Revan had a feeling that he would need to consult with Doctor Van before proceeding with this. Nodding once to himself in firm affirmation, Revan turned and stared down his Chief Admiral, "I plan to get involved in this matter myself after I have made sure that I can actually accomplish it with my health in the state that it's in. While I'm consulting with Doctor Van, send down three full battalions and set them down at the perimeter of the storm. If the storm dissipates before I'm cleared, have them go to her last known coordinates, their top priority is finding her, safe and sound."
"And if we don't find her safe and sound?" Yarr asked him as he turned and began to leave.
Revan stopped and turned around with a scowl on his face, "Then they will not be safe and sound when they return, and rest assured Admiral, if you do not put your full participation and effort into finding her, you will find that I will not react so kindly to that, and you will come to regret it."
With his cloak billowing as he turned and marched off of the bridge, he took care to wipe all appearances of fear and worry off of his face.
"You have just got to be kidding me," Doctor Van looked up from his desk and the complied list of the bone types of the entire crew with incredulity towards his master, friend and chief patient. Sometimes the man before he could do things that so maniacally reckless that it was a miracle that he had made it this far in life. Van had to admit that through all of Revan's recklessness, he hadn't been killed yet and he had demonstrated so much ability to get through the hardest of situations. That still didn't stop Van from occasionally thinking of tossing himself out of the airlock with such a stubborn patient, "You're telling me that you want to do that to yourself for the sake of finding this woman, why is she so important to you?"
Revan folded his arms over his chest and walked over to the viewport in the office, he saw the storm system and it was massive. Another pang of worry shot through him and when he turned back to the Doctor, he actually let it show, "She is the most important thing to me, not only for the future of my Empire, but for personally as well. Let's just say that in the time we've been together, I've grown very attached to her and if she were to be killed in this storm, it would not only set my plans back, but it would hurt me personally more then you could ever imagine."
"I think this is the first time that I've ever seen that look on your face," Doctor Van noticed with a touch of awe.
The Dark Lord shrugged, "Right now she's on that moon because of me and I can't stand the thought of her dying because of me either."
"If I were to do this," Van rubbed his forehead in irritation, "I would need you to do it in the Medical Bay where I can monitor your vitals and make sure that you don't drop dead as soon as you are finished. I remember the last time you did this …thing, you slept for five days and only got up to use the refresher. The only difference this time is that fact that your repaired back is starting to fail and a case of exhaustion on that scale could kill you. I need you to be here when you do it so that I save you if your system does start to fail from this amount of exertion, understand?"
Revan nodded, "Prepare the Medical Bay, I'll return in a half an hour to begin."
When turned and left the office, Doctor Van rubbed his forehead.
For such a powerful and insightful leader, Revan could be a stark raving idiot sometimes.
Arenna's lightsaber burned through the poor Jedi Apprentice's neck and when his head was completely severed, she used the force to summon the boy's lightsaber to her free hand and stab the two blades through the Jedi's companion. When the girl dropped from the instantly fatal wound, she exhaled and placed her new lightsaber on her belt. She now had her entrance, four Jedi Apprentices later: Arenna could finally gain access to the temple. Extending her hand, the headless Jedi Apprentice's robe and the key card that was on his belt removed and detached themselves from the boy.
When they gently landed in her outstretched hands, she smiled.
The real fun could commence now.
This moon was something that Bastila wished she could crush in her own fist. Despite its initial beauty, she soon discovered that it was filled with horrendous and horrible weather, bloodthirsty beasts and skeletonized remains of countless beings. Perhaps this was a part of Revan's test? Put her through so much that she would be forced to fight through it or die in the process. No, he wouldn't risk her life like this, she was sure of that.
She sighed and moved closer into the small alcove to shield herself from the almost ridiculous amount of rain that was falling from the sky.
Riding this out was her best option.
