Dacia sighed with relief when she stepped out of the shower; her muscles felt like they had been tightened and painful ever since she had taken that sudden trip into the river. Pulling her damp hair back from her face, she tightened the towel around her body, not wanting to suddenly drop it, not while she was she was still attempting to sort through what she had just done. She could not work out who that was she had been chasing, who had been fighting with her at the bottom of that river. It was something that she was not likely to be able to piece together all of the guy's motivations until she spoke to him. Until she questioned him to find out exactly what was going on.

Making her way through her bedroom, and throwing on a clean plain robe again, it was time for her to get some answers. No matter how hard it was going to be, she was going to get those answers, whether or crook she thought with a wry smile. Before she left the room behind her, Dacia ducked over a mirror and tied her hair up in a tight ponytail. Dacia was well aware that for now, she could be prejudged on her appearance. If there was so much as a hair out of place, it could lead to someone judging her before she could even open her mouth.

Leaving the room behind in a hurry, Dacia made her way through the spaceship, angling her footsteps towards the central computer nodule. She wanted to be able to speak with both Cassian and Jyn before she went in to speak with the new figure. She might not be sure how to handle this situation, but she hoped that her friends would have some further ideas on how she should proceed to operate. For now, she knew that it did sound like a good idea if she was able to discuss with someone else their ideas, it might work to her advantage if she used every trick in the book.

Dacia knew at this stage that it was important for her to work along with her friends, they were almost on top of the finish line, so close that she could taste it, taste the sweet freedom. Or maybe she got freedom mixed up with yet more conspiracy's, one that could ultimately prove to be more important than she had initially thought.

WHOOSH

Making her way into the small computer nodule, Dacia took in the sight of Cassian and Jyn looming over one of the screens in the room. She wondered what the other two were looking at so intently. Circling the duo, Dacia raised an eyebrow when she saw that they were looking at a video of the figure she had worked so hard earlier to capture. Biting her lip while she tried to work out exactly how she should handle this next part.

The figure, strangely enough, looked to be male and was close enough to a human at a glance. Dacia, though had seen enough things in her time as a Jedi Warrior, even if the majority of the time she was working in various libraries in her roles as a diplomatic scholar among the stars. She might not feel comfortable enough to say whether or not the figure was close to human, or male. Dacia had had enough experience over her long life that some people did not fall neatly onto the gender spectrum, or who as a species did not have anything approaching what was known on this Earth as a gender.

Cassian for one found the whole practice to be confusing, he was not one to fuss whether or not it was a man or woman he was treating with, so he could not understand why someone placed so much weight on something that they had no control over. Jyn liked to point out that it was part of someone's identity and asked why they should impose their own identity over the most personal parts of their being. Dacia liked to laugh and imagine that Jyn would fit in quite well at university, goodness knows that the woman would sometimes hold views that were too liberal to be taken seriously in other walks of life. She would suspect that the reason her friend held these views was simply that for so long she had spent her life running.

"So, have you got any more ideas of what you want me to discuss with the figure in there? Have we been able to find any identification marks or do any of the records on this spaceship, show as to who this person is?" Dacia sighed.

"Not yet, but it is entirely possible that we are looking in the completely wrong direction, or that what we are looking for does not exist," Jyn muttered, seeming to take the knowledge that she could not adequately place where their prisoner had come from to be an insult.

"Peace, woman. The data on this spaceship is behind the times, do not forget that while it might have once have been accurate and up to date. It has been many years since we last travelled to our Home Universe, there will be information and things that have slipped through the cracks. I would not worry too much about it; once you have interviewed the guy, hopefully, we will be able to find some more information about what we can expect from our esteemed guest." Cassian cautioned, trying to remind Dacia to remain calm.

It was more important to him that now Dacia would be able to keep her eyes on the straight and narrow. He figured that if the woman was able to focus on her goals, they might be able to get home a bit earlier. The sooner that they were able to wash their hands of the ExVengers or whatever silly term the prisoners in their cells were going be, the better.

"Okay, have you decided on how you want to handle this situation? We need to work out how we want to handle this next part. If we make a wrong move now, it could easily make our job more difficult from here on out, not that I could believe some days that it could get any more difficult." Jyn sighed.

"Until recently I would have been with you there Jyn. I thought that it would be best if Dacia were to interview the guy on her own, we can watch from the cameras. If it is as I thought that until now the guy has been operating in the deluded belief that it is only Dacia in this Universe with the power to cause him any trouble, then it is best that we allow him to believe in this farce as long as possible. Think, if the guy thinks he can overpower Dacia then he would have to go through the two of us before he can get free. Use Jyn and me as your hidden trump card, if we need to step in and subdue this guy, then it works out better that he does not know that we are waiting in the wings." Cassian calmly told the two offering his thoughts.

Dacia looked at him, wondering what it said about her that she was willing to consider this idea. She mulled through a few of the ideas in her head before responding.

"Right you are, I think that is what I would I would like to happen. In the meantime though, Cassian continue flying this rig to the I.C.C headquarters, I want to get rid of the Prisoners before they continue to stench up the place. Jyn keep an eye on what you can, I want this day to be over cleanly and efficiently." Dacia ordered the two before sweeping from the room.

She wanted this farce of questioning to be done for the day. It was important to her that now that she could taste freedom on the tip of her tongue, that she should fully taste the sweet tanginess of the flighty mistress called freedom. Dacia knew that it was important for her to ensure that for now, everything worked as she wanted it too, if she could complete this little part of her mission then everything might work itself out. Dacia felt like she had to have faith that everything would work out because she did not like to imagine what it could be like if their presence in this world were drawn out even further.

WHOOSH

Cassian lost himself for the next few hours by going through some of the last minute things that he wanted to take care of; it would not work for the spaceship to fail them this late in the game. He had darted away to the cockpit, feeling as if for now his time would be better spent in making sure that they could reach their destination. He felt that for now, all he could ask of their spaceship was that it continued chugging along for them.

He was well aware that there were some parts that he was not entirely comfortable with, for now, he simply wanted to ensure that their spaceship did not fall apart mid-air. Seated at the cockpit, Cassian kept his hands hovering over some of the controls, ready to jump in at a moments notice if he needed to provide a little help. Cassian was not sure what he could expect right at this very moment, but rather he wanted to make sure that it could be safe.

His fingers continued to hover over the keys, ready to jump in at a moments notice, should be needed to assist. Cassian hoped that the spaceship would continue to be fine, but he wanted to be ready to throw further help should it be needed. Cassian was well aware at this point that he was fretting over the spaceship to take his mind off the questioning going on in his spaceship.

"Sir, I have scanned through the databanks and bases open to us, something which is already slim on the ground, simply because we are so far from home. We have not been able to find any new evidence we can use to find out who this man is. Would you like us to beam the footage from the interview into the cockpit?" K-2S0s words beamed through the speakers.

Cassian quietly thought to himself, trying to decide what his next move should be. Looking over the large array of buttons directly in front of him, imagining his options opening up in front him. His hands started moving at a faster and faster pace while he tried to work out what he should do next. Interestingly he was not touching a single button, but rather his hands seemed to be fluttering over the keys while he tried to predict any potential problems.

"Sir, if I could remind you that both K-2S0 and myself are working diligently together with Jyn to try and find any clue of the interloper Dacia captured is. In the meantime the spaceship is plotted to head towards the ICC, would you like to leave the cockpit so you can help Jyn?" BODHI's irritated voice cut through the silence in the cockpit.

Cassian dropped his head to run his hands through his hair; he should know by now that he was not going to get answers if he sat ready to fly the spaceship. Cassian still had to remind himself that this was exactly what BODHI was supposed to be doing – namely piloting the spaceship when his head was in Cloud City. With a sigh, he removed his hand from his hands and sighed once again and left the small cockpit behind.

WHOOSH

Jyn meanwhile had missed all of this while she was still combing through the files looking for a clue as to what they could expect. She had long since realised that the databanks on the spaceship were woefully incomplete, but she was able to tell herself that while she still had a job to perform, she would have to comb through the files. Sighing not for the first time when she realised that they were possibly being hampered by the fact that when Dacia was still operating in their Home Universe, she still worked as a scholar.

Yes, some of the information was fascinating (and downright disturbing to read in parts), but it was not wholly relevant to what she needed. She suspected that parts of the data had been lost when she could not be sure but some of the information hinted at other long-buried secrets, but never gave a satisfactory answer to some of the questions posed. Jyn could not even pretend that at one stage she might have found it charming; thanks to her upbringing by Baze, she would easily confess that she had never had a lot of patience to speak of.

Running with a guy like Baze would leave anyone else devoid of patience when everything had once been an issue of survival she would posit that it would be difficult for even the likes of Saint Yoda to retain patience with the blasted datafiles. Jyn felt comfortable in guessing that even if Cassian were here, then he might also struggle to remain calm while he tried desperately to tease out any further information. Information that no matter what she did to obtain it seemed to be unforthcoming. For now, she felt grateful that they were still on the spaceship. Otherwise, she knew that the desire to destroy might be too hard to overcome!

The thing that bothered her most was not that she had to search for the information, but it was that the information she was looking for was incomplete. If the files that Jyn was attempting to access offered her some clue as to what she should be looking at next, then she would be giddy with relief. Alas, she felt like some archaeologist trying to find meaning with incomplete (and often contradicting) information in front of her.

Jyn briefly considered that if she wanted to get answers, then the only way she might be able to get them was to speak to the newly captured guy. Something, she was reluctant to do because she was not sure what the guy was capable off, she could not be sure whether or not she could adequately defend herself against a largely unknown opponent. It was better that Dacia spoke to their newest prisoner, simply because they had managed to assume that the prisoner knew a measure of the Old Ways. Jyn might be able to defend herself against some physical attacks, but there were some things that she had no interest in messing with.

Disturbed from her introspection and question of her skills when Cassian walked into the small nodule, looking like he was in a bit of a temper. Jyn wondered whether or not it was worth it for her to try and comfort the guy. Cassian had said enough things to her in the past when he was still in a towering temper that she felt a small twinge of warning telling her to be careful in how she treated the guy.

Shaking her head out while she tried to remind herself that either BODHI or K-2SO had called him out on his over-caution. Cassian did not do well with the feeling of being helpless; he was more likely to snap if he felt he could truly do nothing help. It was with these thoughts in mind that Jyn decided that it would be better if she simply spoke with the guy, because if they had an action plan to follow, then it would be the better for both of them.

"Would you like to watch the interview with me Cassian? It might give us some more to do while we wait for Dacia to be finished?" Jyn lightly asked.

"Yeah, were you able to find out anything further about our newest friends from the databanks?" Cassian curiously asked.

"No, the databanks are woefully incomplete in some parts, it reminds me of what happens when you see archaeologists trying to paint a better picture of life in another time, but most the data has been lost in a fire. The only thing I can compare it too is attempting to do a massive jigsaw puzzle with half of the pieces missing, or with something spilt over the parts. I would caution you though to remain confident in Dacia's ability to ferret out the answers of the prisoner. We have seen her work with the ExVengers in the spaceship and finding out more about us." Jyn told the man sounding confident in what she was saying.

With those words said, Jyn nodded to herself and turned away to one of the keyboards. Leaning over it she began to hammer at the keys; she was pulling up the CCTV to the small interrogation room, she wanted to know what was being said just as much if not more than Cassian. She had felt like her curiosity was being pricked and for now, she wants to follow it to wherever it led her. Whether or not it led her into the depths of hell was not the biggest concern for her, but rather that it was answered.

Raising her head in satisfaction when one of the screens lit up, silently showing them what was happening in the small interrogation room, she exchanged a look with Cassian before pressing a few more buttons and smirking to herself when the sound came on.

"- - can you explain to me why you were in Chicago never mind this Universe, you are far from home are you not?" Dacia's cool voice rang through the speakers.

"Why am I here? Why I was hunting for you, there had long been rumours that someone had escaped the purge of the Jedi Masters of old and I was tasked with hunting you down. There are even bigger changes coming across the Galaxy that you can imagine. I wonder does it hurt you to know that there are still things you can not do from here, the blood of the innocent being shed while you hide away from the Light. I wonder if you feel like you have turned your back on everyone who ever counted on you, because if not for your decision to hide away here like a coward then they might have been safe?" the figure sneered, poison dripping from his lips.

"I can admit that it is not a pleasant feeling, but for now I want to know what pushed you to think that it was a good idea to follow us. Did you not know or did you not care that it was going to be a oneway trip if you pursued us?" Dacia thornily asked.

"Oh I knew, but more than anything I wanted you to know how much you left behind, our Home is much different than you could imagine. New rulers, new rules, still the same old heap of crap as ever. Some things are better than going home, especially if going home means that you will be landed in the same shit all over again."

"You say that and I believe you, but do you know where Home is for me? I confess that I am not from any of the larger planets, but why did you decide to follow me out here? There is no glory for you to be claimed by following us, what made you think that it was a good idea?"

"Do not lie to me and tell me that you did not also work and dream of one day getting off Jakku. As for who my leader is, they were able to show me the truth. More things can ever be dreamt about in your silly Jedi Scripts. What do those books tell you about again? How to properly follow justice? HAH! I wipe my arse with the shite you choose to believe in." the figure angrily spewed, firing his words like darts towards a silent Dacia.

Jyn exchanged a nervous look with Cassian, the two of them knew that one of the old tenants of the Jedi Order was that all justice was carried out in-house. It could often be brutal and violent in it's appearance to others who did not fully understand the pseudo-religion. Dacia may be Jyn's friend, but she could admit that she felt that she still did not fully understand all of what guided her friend. If Jyn had to guess, she wondered if there was some old fashioned belief-system guiding Dacia's actions. No matter how brutal Dacia's actions could be, Jyn privately thought that sometimes the woman had a reason for some of the unfortunate actions she had undertaken.

The look that she shared with Cassian was enough to tell her that her friend felt similarly, but that he would support Dacia no matter what actions she took in the end. Jyn privately thought that this was possibly all that Dacia could ask from them – namely that they support her through whatever tough actions she had to undertake.

Her attention was suddenly jarred back to the present when Dacia began to speak again in a low, measured tone.

"You also grew up on Jakku? My sympathies, there is nothing as irritating as the dry air on that hellhole, but I ask you why did you decide to follow me? It can not have been an easy decision to make, because you will have left behind everything that you ever loved to chase me. Can you ever go back?" Dacia attempted to needle the guy, wanting some of the answers to her questions.

"My Master, Supreme Leader Snoke made sure that I was able to get back home, all so I could bring back enough firepower to make sure that you meet your maker."

Jyn was suddenly distracted when she spied Dacia gently pulling on her right earlobe, telling Cassian to go through the spaceship they were able to salvage. It was now that Cassian's spine straightened up, his eyes flickering over the screen, ready to launch himself into action.

"Ahh Snoke, I had wondered if I would ever hear that name again, can you tell me what I had ever done to attract his attention. I am going to guess that it was something big, otherwise, why would he have sent you so far out to find me?"

"He hoped that you might be able to lead him to the final Jedi. After both Yoda and Kenobi died at the hands of Darth Vader, there was another Jedi, one that was able to defeat Palpatine and he wants to make sure that no one is interested in following them. He has a chokehold around our Home Universe and the last Jedi, Skywalker has evaded him for too long."

"And how does he imagine that I can lead him to Skywalker, I have never heard of the person unless he means Vader's real name. I may not have been instrumental in that fight, but I know what Vader was turned from. So I ask you again why is he interested in me?"

"I was taught that Vader was always perfect, he was always the looming perfectly imperfect villain. Ready-made and never had the indecency of a good bone left in his body."

"No, Vader was once a human boy from Tatooine, who went by the name of Anakin Skywalker. Sorry to let you down but your hero was once as human as us. He had once been a slave before being taken in the Jedi Order. Is there anything that I am missing here? Because I warn you that I was once a scholar, facts are firmly in my wheelhouse, because I was a scholar I was able to come and go with nobody noticing me. I did not choose to fight at the beginning of the downfall, something I wish that I could change, maybe it would have been different, maybe not. For now, that is not the most important part, are there any other crimes you would like to confess while you still have a chance?"

"Not right now, no, the crimes that you suspect I have committed, I will never feel ashamed of. The only thing I will ever feel ashamed of doing is acting as a Jedi, that filth will never wash me no matter how hard I try. Do what you will with me, we both know what you wish to do with me, and I for one cannot give a damn about you, because I am in the right. At the end of the day who fights in your corner?"

"That is a good point, but I want you to know that as long as I have strength in my convictions, nothing you can do will ever affect me. You may have chased me here, but I can tell you that nothing good ever comes from chasing me. But come now, you do not have to worry about me, from one escapee of the sandy hell that was Jakuu to another, I have people in my corner. More important than that though, I am ready to defend myself, you see now more than ever, while my circle may have grown smaller, I learned to count on myself. I learnt how to count on others, something which I feel is very important. So tell me, do you have any last words? Any last requests? As they say on this planet, speak now or forever hold your peace." Dacia quietly warned.

"Charming, but no, I know that even if I give you detailed instructions to follow, it is unlikely that you ever could follow them, because what possible reason would you have to do anything like for me? We both know that you are going to kill me, so get it over and done with, you are starting to bore me now."

Dacia leaned back in her seat and carefully considered the guy sitting in front of her, Jyn had still not mastered the ability to read her friends thoughts. She suspected that few could if Jyn had ever found the truth in movies, it would be Shrek. Her friend was like an onion with the number of layers that she still possessed, every time you thought you had uncovered everything about the woman she could still surprise you. Jyn idly wondered to herself if there would ever be a time when she found it difficult to be surprised by all that she could learn about her friend. In any case, it was not this day, Dacia would go on to surprise her.

Looking over at the screen once again and trying to decide exactly what had happened, Jyn shook her head as she tried to rid herself of the needlessly errant thoughts. It troubled her that she could struggle to understand her friend when she began to speak honeyed words in riddles, no matter how hard she tried to rationalise herself with her struggles she would try. At the end of the day she told herself that Dacia would not lead them into danger with a smile on her face, so why would she begin plotting against them? It did not fit with what she knew of the woman, though she did figure that Dacia should still be allowed her secrets, she would be in no hurry to disabuse the woman of the notion of carrying her secrets.

The two of them did not have long to wait Cassian thought that Dacia must have either sprinted or walked briskly through the spaceship. Judging by the fact that the woman's hair was not in any form ruffled, he thought she had simply walked briskly. Gulping down the little amount of spittle that he still had in his mouth, when he saw the serious set of Dacia's face, he wondered what direction this was going to take.

"So what do you think? Are you going to enact Jedi Justice on the guy? Or wait to hand him over to the courts?" Cassian asked, wanting to get to the heart of the matter.

"There is nobody else here to pursue that justice, so it will have to be me. But you know what the punishment is right?" Dacia sighed, looking irritated with the questions.

"Admittedly I do not know a lot about Jedi Justice, but it was brutal was it not? Do we have to do that?" Jyn looked worried, knowing how much it could cost her friend to follow all of the old tenants that she had once professed to follow to the letter.

"I cannot say one way or the other what I should do here. At the back of mind is a little voice asking who will know if I do not follow it to the letter if I let the guy go. There is another little voice telling me that I am honour-bound to follow that old Code because who else will stop that guy if he causes trouble elsewhere?" Dacia stressed over her decisions.

"It looks as if you are between a rock and a hard place, is there anything that we can say that will make this decision any easier on you?" Cassian worriedly asked, exchanging a look with Jyn over Dacia's head.

"No, I cannot even keep him on this spaceship because I would be too worried about him managing to break free when we least expect it. But I do not think it would be right if either of you guys were to deal the final blow. As we have seen in this world 'The man who passes the sentence should swing the sword.' I do not want to start taking people's lives willy-nilly, so you can maybe understand why I am hesitant to pass this sentence." Dacia tried to rationalise.

"Dacia, do you think it does not help that it has been so long since you had to carry out this kind of sentence that you find it so difficult to pass now? What I am trying to ask is whether or not you find it to be distasteful?" Jyn gently asked.

"I do find it distasteful to a certain extent, perhaps because now that we have seen that it does not mean that systems of rule fall apart simply because we are not executing our enemies. I do think that the Jedi Order moved away too much from its peaceful beginning, even if it managed to forget those origins over time. I do not want to begin to become the type of person that goes out and kills people, because that is not who I want to be. Does any of this make any sense?" Dacia asked plaintively.

"I think it does, but Dacia you understand that you have to stick firm to your ruling. If we execute this guy, we can try to get back to our Home Universe. At least now we know that it is possible." Jyn reminded the woman.

"Right, I know what you mean. Cassian was you able to get into the other spaceship; if we strip it for parts and fuel, we might be able to get back without a great deal of effort. The effort, which I do not think our spaceship is equipped to handle, at least not right now?" Dacia asked, changing the topic.

Cassian gave Dacia a hard look, making Dacia fight herself not to square her shoulders visibly. She was fully aware that the guy knew enough about her to know that by now she had very little by way of defences if her friends should ask her to spill her guts, then she would have very little recourse but to agree with them. Cassian smiled at her, both in understanding and victory.

"Yeah, I have, I do not think that we will be needed to hang around while the ExVengers are processed. As you have alluded to dear Dacia, we have our forms of Justice to observe. The only reason that we have not followed them in this so-called Justice is simply that they do not fall under our jurisdiction. We need to be careful how we proceed here." Dacia told them still not feeling comfortable enough to state her own opinions one way or the other.

"That is what we should do. Dacia would you like to go and deal with our newest friend and Jyn, and I can look after getting the ExVengers settled? Or do you still want to be the front for it?" Jyn asked the woman.

"No, I think I can deal with the prisoner first. If any else I owe the guy that, or at least I owe us that much. It should not take too long, after all, unless he demands a trial by combat, that alone could throw us further into the shit. Cassian, if you continue guiding the spaceship as you have been, I should be free when we arrive. Does that sound good?" Dacia directed.

Cassian nodded thoughtfully, he already knew enough to surmise that while they had enough of the special fuel that would allow them to punch out of this universe. They did not have enough to waste by using it simply to make their lives easier, not at this point. He resolved to read through some of the logs he had been able to salvage and find out the ins and outs of their new friends plan. Cassian did not want them to be caught unawares.

"Yes, that is good. Jyn and I will remain hidden away because we do not want to call attention to ourselves, while that guy could still harm us. Do not put us in more harm than we need to be." Cassian told Dacia, wanting to make sure that the woman understood his point of view.

Dacia nodded slowly and stood still for a few moments. She began to peer around the room and made sure to grab her lightsabre; she thought to herself that there was little point in her enacting Justice unless she had her lightsabre. It might seem daft, but Dacia had had firmly put into her head that she could only demand justice if she carried the correct weapon.

Putting the weapon at her waist before she left the room, Dacia made her way back to prisoner block and after swiping her card carefully, made her way into the small interrogation room. Satisfied that at least her prisoner was unable to move, she briefly thought to herself that Cassians' knots at the least were difficult to break. Even for someone who may or may not have once had similar (if not identical) Jedi training as Dacia. She might be a long way from home, but there were still some things that she could still honour. The small observances of her old customs being one such thing.

She was relieved that even though neither Cassian or Jyn observed the customs, Dacia was sure that she had heard Cassian deride it behind her back, but they never anything to her face. They knew that to Dacia her old customs were incredibly important and allowed her to get on with what was important simply.

Clearing her throat, know that all of the introspection she was doing was getting her nowhere, she knew that at least she could pontificate over all the reasons she had to carry out her actions. It would get her nowhere; she was nothing if not a prize procrastinator!

"So, before I carry out the sentence, do you have any further words? As they say, speak now or forever hold your peace." Dacia imperiously asked.

The man peered up at her, insolently, swallowing down what were no doubt offensive statements.

"There is nothing that I can say now that will change my ultimate fate. I ask that you do it quickly. There is nothing worse than knowing that the end rapidly approaches and be powerless to stop it." Her newest prisoner spoke.

Dacia had to admit that she felt a begrudging amount of respect for the man. She could not help but admire that the man felt safe enough in his beliefs to only ask for a quick death. She could once remember hearing rumours of some of the Jedis of old dragging out a death sentence. Dacia rather felt that she did not have the stomach to do that, she would rather that it happened quickly before she had conscious enough to admit that she was dead.

Looking down at the prisoner in front of her, Dacia took in a deep breath, steeling herself for what she was about to do. She was vaguely aware that she was doing nothing more than wasting time, but there was something about this moment that she abhorred. She supposed that it did not help her, that she had to be so brutal, she wondered if this part was more difficult on her or the prisoner in front of her.

Gesturing to the ground between the two of them, Dacia made sure to carefully uncuff the prisoner and made sure that he would not attempt to run anywhere. She cocked her head to the side as she tried to think what she would do next. With another gesture she motions for the man to sink to his knees, she was not interested in looking the man in the eyes as the life left his body. Pushing a hood over the table, Dacia allowed the man time to put it on; she did not want the man to think that she was hurrying him along.

Before the hood was pulled over his face completely, she noted a sick smirk steal across the face of their Prisoner. Not wanting to pause and wonder if she was about to walk into a trap, Dacia eyed the man jam the hood over his head with a kind of quiet dignity that she hoped she was able to match. Attempting once again to hide her impatience, it was not her end at stake here; she could easily stop and allow the man time to get his thoughts in order. It was the least he deserved after all!

When the man had the hood pulled securely over his face, Dacia's hand drifted to the metallic tube at her waist. She gently pulled it free with her thumb, she turned the weapon on and paused for a moment to watch the long blade spring from its casing. Briefly marvelling, as she frequently did, at the sheer power coming from the shining blade, Dacia did not want to spend the time by flicking the weapon around her head. The man already knew what was going to happen to him, Dacia refused to become the kind of person who took a sick sense of pleasure from the suffering of others.

With that said, she swiped the blade down, briefly listening to the singing sound that the blade made before burying it in their prisoner's chest. Feeling almost puffed out from that one little bit of exercise, Dacia reflected once again that she so hated this part of her belief system. She could lie to others all she wanted and say that it was for the benefit of others, but she did not think she was capable of lying to herself. Cassian would likely point out that if Dacia should ever begin believing in her lies, then it could spell an even greater amount of trouble. Dacia did not want to begin borrowing additional trouble when she did not need too.

Trying not to thank her lucky stars when she realised that it was a very good thing that no blood or gore remained attached to the blade, which was otherwise made of light. Dacia felt no desire to inspect that part of herself, so she simply thanked all of the gods she could see and could not see but rather feel, that she did not need to worry about her prized weapon becoming unsightly. She closed the weapon again, not wanting to dwell on some of the things that she had to carry out for an overly long period. With these thoughts in mind, she made her way back to the central computer nodule, wanting to make sure that she was kept up to date with their discoveries.

Making her way through the silver spaceship, Dacia had to work to reign in her temper, before she should do something that she would further regret. It was not a great amount of time that she found herself alone with her thoughts, all too soon she was stood at the door to the central computer nodule.

WHOOSH

"So, are we any closer to the ICC? There is a way that we could leave behind this Universe; something tells me we may be needed at home." Dacia muttered.

"Yeah, we should be there soon, Dacia would you like Jyn to handle handing off those people? You look as if a strong breeze could knock you away" Cassian asked worriedly.

Jyn had looked up, a bit irritated when she heard her friend offer her services without having the courtesy to ask her first. Looking at Dacia though, she could understand why her friends had bits of blood splattered across the front of her robes and a genuine world-weary look in her eyes. Deciding that it would be best for all concerned if she were to take the reins now, she calmly directed her friend.

"That might for the better. Before you two go in though, put on dark pantsuits, I shudder to imagine the funny looks we get if we go in dressed as we are, you know that they will not understand our preference for robes."

"Speak for yourself, neither Cassian nor I enjoy wearing those stuffy robes!" Jyn lightly spoke, wanting to cheer up her friend.

A sudden smile crossed Dacia's face, allowing the load on Jyn's face to lighten slightly, thinking that now she had been lucky enough to make her friend smile. Even though it was simply a small smile, Jyn would take her victories where she could get them. Goodness knows that at times in the past, she had become sadly accustomed to taking her small victories while they could. Now that they were about to rid themselves of the ExVengers, Jyn saw no reason that would change; she had long since stopped believing that life could ever be kind towards her. For too long, she had spent her life hurtling from one dangerous situation to the next; she would hesitate to believe that things were going to change positively for her.

Watching as Dacia stumbled away from the small room, Jyn tried not to audibly cluck her teeth when she realised that her goals weres being met. It was a hard thing, but at least only Cassian was here to witness Jyn's matronly ways! The spaceship shuddered to a halt beneath her feet as she nodded at Cassian.

The two of them left the room behind as one, ready to change to get the next part over and done with. They did not wish to spend a great amount of time, tarrying when they could be doing something a bit more productive with their time.

When Jyn had changed her clothes into a plain dark suit, she exited her small room and paused only long enough to poke her head into Dacia's room. Feeling something akin to satisfaction when the room was dark enough that she could only spy a heap in the middle of the bed. She felt relieved now that Dacia was going for a nap, it was something that she felt that the woman no doubt needed. Listening for a second to the soft snoring of the woman, she gently shut the door as she made her way to the doors into the prison cells.

Meeting Cassian there, the two of them simply nodded at one another before entering the room in silence. Jyn made her way over to the computer and flicked her eyes over the features one last time. It would seem as if she had finally managed to achieve something. She lifted her head briefly and peered over at Cassian who shook his head carefully. Jyn sighed but realised that it would do her no good to release the full sedative on those people, mainly because she was sure now that the people at the ICC knew enough to anticipate their arrival. Hopefully, this visit would not take them too long.

They managed to arrange the former Avengers between them and left the cells behind, with their new crew gifts arranged around them. Cassian thought briefly that this part was tricky, he had to keep on his toes, with his head on a swivel to ensure that the two of them were not overpowered. Not wanting to pause long enough to blink stupidly in the light, Cassian led them quickly to the receiving security team.

He had made sure to turn on the spaceships camouflage option; now it would only look like a particularly tricked out QuinJet, not anything capable of space travel. He supposed that the fact they came with the words of Stark Industries vouching for them would lend credence to the idea that it was new tech they were messing around with. Even if it annoyed him that others would not be able to appreciate either his or Jyn's ideas, it was easier for them this way.

Glancing above him at the sky he scowled briefly when he realised that it was raining. Hopefully, that would speed up matters a bit, nobody wanted to stand around and get wet after all!

"Hello, these are the former Avengers we have rounded up here, can you take it from here?" Cassian asked without bothering to introduce himself.

"Yes, yes, but are you sure that you would not like a tour or an explanation of what we are going to do with here?" the lead man replied, shouting a little to make himself heard over the rain.

"No, we are simply the instruments, not the conductor. If you should need to get in touch with us, you can get in contact with us through Ms Potts. But maybe do not need us? We have handed you what you need and now want to wash our hands of this whole sorry affair." Cassian told them.

Cassian backed up from the people and nodded his head once before directing Jyn away from the people. He did not want to linger overly long in this rain. He did not want to tarry longer than needed on this planet. Hearing his trust tablet beep at his waist, Cassian hurried his footsteps to their vessel wanting to see what had happened. He could only hope for now that it was going to be good news, he felt that he needed a bit more good news, he felt that both he and his friends needed a bit of good news.

Smiling when he realised that it was indeed good news, they could go home, both K-2SO and BODHI had completed the required calculations while they had been busy. Pausing only long enough to run his eyes over the figures of the small screen in front, Cassian raised a brow when he realised that it looked as if it added up. Was this possible, could they go home for real now?

Hurrying his footsteps to the cockpit and hearing Jyn run after him. He wondered at what point his friend had known him so well to know when he was receiving good news. No matter, now though, because they would finally have something to look forward too.

He would have to hope that this spaceship would hold up when he put it through its paces and opened her up. Muttering as he worked with some of the controls, Cassian wondered if there was a possibility that this would be the last time that he performed these actions. For now, he only hoped that he was not about to blow them all up.

Finally having completed all of the requisite safety checks, he pulled back on the lever between him and the co-pilot seat before easing it back. He watched as the ship began to lift up, this part was normal, but the next part could get tricky. It was something that he had not done in a great deal of time.

Looking out of the windows, he watched as the Earth began to drop away beneath him, before resting his hand over another lever and easing it back, hoping that he would begin to see the stars outside blurring as they pushed through hyperspace.

To infinity and beyond he thought. Let's see if he was right to be worried about this randomer Snoke.

C'est fini