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Taruna sat down, once again, and stared at the small place in the floor that showed the results of her pacing in the floor. It was very subtle and you had to know it was there to see it and be annoyed by it. Unfortunately Taruna knew..
Then, she looked around in the room within the Rendili Hyperworks BT-7 Thunderclap briefing room, that was used to be holding briefings for other remains of the remaining New Jedi Order. The ship was currently under a camouflage net near the camp somewhere in a thick wood on Mimban and the heavy thunderstorm outside did not much to brighten her mood.
Taruna needed a certain Holocron, and was quite sure she would not find it on her own, especially since it was suspected to be in Sith space..
So she asked for reinforcements, and had placed a coded message to the NewsNet, only readable by friendlies. Whoever would volunteer was expected to be here in five minutes. Taruna was here since an hour. Or three.
Then, she looked around in the room within the Rendili Hyperworks BT-7 Thunderclap briefing room, that was used to be holding briefings for other remains of the remaining New Jedi Order. The ship was currently under a camouflage net near the camp somewhere in a thick wood on Mimban and the heavy thunderstorm outside did not much to brighten her mood.
Taruna needed a certain Holocron, and was quite sure she would not find it on her own, especially since it was suspected to be in Sith space..
So she asked for reinforcements, and had placed a coded message to the NewsNet, only readable by friendlies. Whoever would volunteer was expected to be here in five minutes. Taruna was here since an hour. Or three.