Chapter Three – Coordinates

I was right in thinking that the green alien was a Jedi. As soon as we were a good distance from Warped's door, she turned to me, her expression oddly peaceful. With a mental shrug, I resolve myself to stand there and hear out what this alien has to say.

"Adra Tallon, you are, yes?" the alien asked. I nodded my head which seemed to make her pleased. "Good, good," she seemed to mutter almost to herself, "Know, did you, that able to use the Force you are? Come to take you to the Temple, I have, if choose this you do."

Jeese'm, did she know how odd she sounded? Well, her species must have a language that isn't that compatible with Basic. Oh well. Her words, once translated, were enough to put out what I'd been thinking about her speech habits. I blinked once, twice.

"And, without trying to seem rude, who are you?" That was not what I had wanted to say. Quickly I resisted the urge to want to hit myself on the forehead over and over.

"Ah, foolish I have been. Master Jedi Yaddle, I am," the small green creature answered me instantly.

I nodded once, thinking over her seconds-earlier proposal. Leave this planet I'd lived on all my life? Become a Jedi, an ally of the New Republic? Did I want to do that? Did I want to leave this planet, to become a Jedi? That wasn't even a question with two possible answers. Of course I did.
"You seriously mean to tell me I can get off this planet?" I knew I sounded disbelieving, but that's just how things worked. The green alien nodded her head to me. "Then yes...but could I ask you why you think I'd make it as a Jedi?"

The alien- Yaddle, I amended, smiled that awkward smile of hers. Yes, Yaddle was definitely female. When she spoke her voice came out in female high tones rather than lower ones.

"Ever felt someone's feelings have you?" I opened my mouth to say 'no', but then I realized that I had 'felt' General Tallon's feelings yesterday. That wasn't the first time something similar in effect had had happened. At last I nodded, admitting it to both myself and her. The present smile on her face got a bit brighter.

"But...how do I go with you? My family's all Imperial. They won't let me just go to Coruscant to train to be a Jedi," I finally managed. IT was true, because I knew point-blank that General Tallon would have a problem.

"The things you need, you already have with you," she spoke with ease, but I had to wonder if she were just the opposite and quite uneasy. It seemed as if she was going against her normal course of action.

However, that plan sounded perfect to me. I wouldn't have to worry about anything else. Except the holovids. If my mother ever found that I'd actually hidden then in my room... I looked at Yaddle and had the strangest impression that she knew exactly what I was thinking. A smile went across her face.

"Too small, my X-Wing is, for two of us. Have an Interceptor of your own, I believe you have?" Her words might've been phrased as a question, but I'm sure she already knew the answer. My nod only confirmed it.

***

Our plan was quickly formed, in which I went home. The Jedi seemed to know exactly what I had wanted to bring from my house, so she told me to get the holovids and then to grab extra clothes. Then my orders were to get my butt to the private hanger bay on the outskirts of the city and find my TIE Interceptor as quickly as I could. Yaddle had said she would meet me there.

I was in the house and past Bolt faster than I think the droid registered. The stairs were nothing under my feet as I bolted up them, moving a considerable bit faster than the droid. In no time I had a bag packed...unfortunately my mother chose to come in to see what I was doing. Her gaze found the bag at once, then she opened her mouth to question just what the Sith I was doing. Before she could ask, though, I offered my explanation- albeit a lie.

"I got an assignment from Colonel Naam when I took my walk to the Academy. I've got to leave pretty quick; just getting clothes."

She seemed to accept it because she merely nodded and walked off. I assume the reason would be to tell the General. I swung my bag over my shoulder, quickly moving down the stairs once more.

I was outside and on a landspeeder quicker than you could say 'sithspawn'. The landspeeder and I tore out over the landscape and though I knew I should slow down, I didn't find the incentive to until I reached the private hanger bay. Quickly I got off the thing and walked across the platform to where my Interceptor stood. The black and red lines it had painted down it's sides, the huge solar panels, all of them implied that the buyer had had a lot of money to put into this thing. Once someone looked into the cockpit, any doubts they might've had were murdered.

Quickly I found a spot for my bag inside my TIE, then I looked around to see Yaddle walking over from the earlier-unseen X-Wing. It was a bit beaten up, but what could you expect from a New Republic vessel that was still fighting in a war? I personally thought it looked beautiful, but I bet some of the others at the Academy would think it a great joke. Everyone had laughed over the technology in one of the crashed X-Wings we'd found. It might've been a bit old, but I had to stop myself from pointing out that the 'Rebels' were kicking the crap out of the Empire at just about every meeting they had- not counting the meetings of the New Republic to the Imperial 181st squadron. General Soontir Fel was in charge of that one, and quite frankly? It was impossible to see how they'd once been called the One-Eighty-Worst.

I watched the alien as she came closer and climbed down from the cockpit. Quickly I saluted her, so as to assure any onlookers that this meeting might've been entirely normal. She handed me a datapad in return and nodded as I took it.

"Coordinates for the trip you must have."

That was all she said before she set off back to her craft. I didn't even reply, knowing she didn't need one nor had any desire to hear one. So instead I climbed back into my TIE and got settled in the cockpit. After I put my helmet on I took a look at the coordinates. Somehow they clicked in my head that we were headed to Coruscant and had a very 'nice' sounding seven hour stretch in hyperspace.