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Had it not been for the heads they had seen earlier, and everything that Wax had been feeling ever since he had arrived on the station, the sight that awaited them when he and Kharn arrived at their destination might have made him snap. The man was clearly in agony, in pain unlike anything that...

There wasn't really much of a choice for them, the way Wax saw there was only one choice. So as Kharn opened the hangar doors he turned to Veer and pulled out his comm and opened up a local channel with Maura and Taz, and pulled Veer into it. "I'm sure Taz will be fine, he'd want you to focus...

While Wax wasn't as aggressive with his displays of content about the story that was shared with them, he did share in Veer's sentiment. Kharn would have to stand trial for what he had done, and help figure out who else was responsible. He was sure an operation this big would have a credit trail...

Wax had followed after the man, after all that was why they had come up here, willing to see what was up his sleeve. But when he mentioned destroying the station, well that was where he brought things to a stop. "There are people on the station," he said as he slammed a hand down on the console...

The elevator ride wasn't the most enjoyable experience, so when it ended, even if a little more abruptly than Wax would have liked, he was glad to be able to step out of the confined space. "Keep your eyes out for trouble," he whispered to Veer as they started moving, "no idea what we're gonna...

Wax stared at Veer for a moment, trying to decide whether or not the man was truly back in control or if something else was still pulling the strings. Either way, they had to make a choice. There was a chance that the elevator would take them up to a trap, and if Veer seemed to be intent on...

Wax reacted as soon as he could, but he wasn't fast enough as Veer lunged for the notes and sliced his fingers off on his blade. His blade switched off almost immediately, which was a good thing because Veer proceeded to knock himself out on the table and Wax had a feeling his head would have...

Relieved to hear Taz say he heard nothing either, but concerned by whatever was happening to Veer and the dark energies he felt pulsing from the notes that Veer's eyes seemed glued to. As Taz started speaking, trying to engage Veer and distract him from whatever was happneing to him, Wax started...

While not as tech savy as some, Wax wasn't really tech-illiterate either, and more than comfortable navigating his way around the system. What he wasn't comfortable with was the possibilities for the "organic mental capacity", he wasn't what you would call a fan of horror fiction, but he had...

Wax had wondered what the words mean, implementation, extraction, more than a few random thoughts had gone through his head as they had walked down the corridor. But all of that stopped when they finally reached the implementation chamber. His mind went blank for a moment as realization dawned...

Wax didn't like where this whole situation seemed to be headed. If the gurneys had been used to strap in patients as Taz seemed to suggest, he couldn't help but wonder where all the patients went. Not just out of concern for everyone in the facility, but also for the patients themselves...

Relieved though he was at spotting the missing children behind the rocks, Wax was a little curious at the tinge of disappointment he had sensed from one of the Kel Dor. It didn't take long for him to make the connection that this was the one the villagers had been speaking about, the one with...

Wax had followed Taz and Maura down the ramp, and had spent a few moments taking in the motley crew that had gathered to respond to the beacon. There was no mistaking the Sith, specially the Zabrak, and Maura seemed to know the other Jedi who had gathered. Which left them with a choice, left...

While he couldn't understand a word of the exchange in the Kel-dor's native tongue, he could sense the emotions behind the exchange. Still, it was a relief that the he did get a explanation in basic, and the revelation that one of the missing kids was Force sensitive definitely caught him by...

Word had reached him about the incident with the missing children, and as luck would have it he happened to be close enough to help. Of course, his old Master would have said that luck had nothing to do with it, that it was the will of the Force that he be near Dorin right when he was needed...

Wax was snacking on some roasted roses that the the padawan on the sugar high had given him. He should have tossed them down the trash shute the moment he had tasted one, but hadn't had the heart to refuse when she had offered them and now felt too guilty about getting rid of them. So here he...

Wax hadn't known Crix, but he had heard of him, even out in the Outer Rim word had reached him of the Zabrak's exploits. He had no idea what sort of man he had been, but he had been a good Jedi, which Wax hoped translated to having been a good man as well. A smile came to the young Knight's face...

At the padawan's response Waxillium's lip's pulled up in a lop-sided grin, and as Varyn dropped to the ground, Wax raised a finger to his lips to remind the young Jedi to stay quiet. Not that he needed that reminder, he seemed to have that much common sense. So the old fools were at least...

Wax could sense the padawan's unease, and given where they were he couldn't really hold that against him. But if he was to be a Jedi he would have to be prepared for this, to face his fears and overcome them. This was why he had agreed to bring him along, there was only so much you could learn...

A few lightminutes out, just as the celebrations were kicking off on the Jedi Temple, a transport ship emerged from hyperspace. The ship was on fire, blasting a distress signal on all frequencies, and literally falling apart as its engines died and the gravity of Yavin IV started to slowly pull...