For Jon, the mission was simple: investigate the disappearance and find the missing padawan, if at all possible.
For Myrell, there was a bit more to it: all of the above, and keep an eye on Jon. It wasn’t that the Order distrusted the son of legendary gunslinger Preef Kallo exactly, his rise to knight was testament to that, but the habits he’d made as Sector Ranger had a tendency to rear their head still. The Jedi Arbitration Corps had its own methods, and if the two could be similar at times it was vital that the aspiring Justicar learn the proper ones, exhibit irreproachable conduct in the field even in the face of adversity and never stray from the Code.
It made sense, then, that they’d task Myrell with accompanying him. The aging healer had herself been entrusted with Justicar responsibilities for close to a decade, and holding others to a high standard was something of her specialty. Besides medbay management.
“Knight Callo. We exit hyperspace shortly,” she said, finding him somewhere in their unmarked shuttle. “Remember, the Empire holds this planet now. Thanks to the war, I expect a blockade. Subtlety will be required if we are to make it to the padawan at all.”
Aside from them, the shuttle carried an impressive amount of medical supplies from the Jedi and their allies on Bimmiel. Myrell could play the nurse. Jon could be the smuggler capitalizing on the war for credits.
The rest was out of their hands.
For Myrell, there was a bit more to it: all of the above, and keep an eye on Jon. It wasn’t that the Order distrusted the son of legendary gunslinger Preef Kallo exactly, his rise to knight was testament to that, but the habits he’d made as Sector Ranger had a tendency to rear their head still. The Jedi Arbitration Corps had its own methods, and if the two could be similar at times it was vital that the aspiring Justicar learn the proper ones, exhibit irreproachable conduct in the field even in the face of adversity and never stray from the Code.
It made sense, then, that they’d task Myrell with accompanying him. The aging healer had herself been entrusted with Justicar responsibilities for close to a decade, and holding others to a high standard was something of her specialty. Besides medbay management.
“Knight Callo. We exit hyperspace shortly,” she said, finding him somewhere in their unmarked shuttle. “Remember, the Empire holds this planet now. Thanks to the war, I expect a blockade. Subtlety will be required if we are to make it to the padawan at all.”
Aside from them, the shuttle carried an impressive amount of medical supplies from the Jedi and their allies on Bimmiel. Myrell could play the nurse. Jon could be the smuggler capitalizing on the war for credits.
The rest was out of their hands.
