Arda Breaux
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- Joined
- Dec 15, 2018
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The Valhalla
Somewhere in Hyperspace
It had been a little over 24 hours since the events of the Retribution and it disappearing with the crew and the aggressors on board. The holo-net had been quiet, no ship had turned up anywhere that would signal that it was their hijacked vessel. Her networks within the Rebellion had been on alert, but the lack of chatter from across the galaxy concerned the Grandmaster. Their allies were on alert, the bases were ready to react in moments notice in case the Empire had decided to turn their ship against them.
She had yet to deal with Eisa, there was protocol that needed to be followed and she knew her fellow Jedi Master was not going to like what it entailed. It wasn't that the woman could go anywhere anyways as they coasted through hyperspace back to their worlds that were cupped in the least interesting parts of the galaxy.
Though there were the next steps that would need to be taken before reaching their rendezvous point. After checking on logistics, she made her way to the bridge in her search for her General, Tycho Draykon. As stunned as she was back on Ithor, she knew he was eager to find their missing ship and crew even if the mere possibility they could never turn up again either perishing in a collision or simply being lost in hyperspace for an unexplained amount of time. His crew seemed to be more quiet than usual, their thoughts probably aligning along the fates of their comrades on the missing ship.
Entering the bridge, many officers snapped to attention but Arda waved them off as she approached Tycho.
@Nommie