"The intractability of the Rebels means that damage to the Sanctuary is now inevitable. I would rather tha damage were in the hands of a professional like Kuylen, and so can be minimised, than left to the random whims of the Rebels.
"I have had a long association with Anaz; I knew he would be willing to help."
It's starting to hammer down with rain on Cassilis. As you look over the situation, Roan, with Kuylen's men settling into camps all around, as more disembark from space transports, a warning shot is fired from the walls of the Sanctuary, at some errant passer-by, you think. A few moments of tense preparation rush through the armed forces, and for a moment you fear the worse, but then the flase alarm is noted for what it is.
This is dry wood. It's ready to burst into flames at a moment's notice. On your responsibility now are the lives of thousands of people, and the culture of thousands of years. And you don't know what to do.
Your only compensation is that such trials and difficulties are the life of a Jedi, and your comrades all are facing such trials at this time.
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"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." you exclaim, involuntarily, Gallagher. Oh MAN she is good!
"I am trained in over 150 different massage techniques from one side of the Repub;ic to the other," explains Hasina as she works over your back. You are lying face down on a specially designed table that adjusts itself to your side, and hums gently with some electrical device you can't quite get the gist off but does wonders for your chest. "From the ancient relaxation rituals of the Mithrargian Pharoahs, to the stimul-speed techniques of the Corellian backstreets, to the Vooshand Dance of Serosha IV... though I am afraid I cannot give you that las tone. It's not entirely... appropriate... for humans."
Carlea is turning Andro over for the next stage, and idly chatting as she restes the table.
"They used to use robot masseuses," she explains. "They never tired, they could perform medicial diagnositics as they worked just by looking, and they got everything exactly right each time. Then once in Keldorn City- not on Spiridos, Keldorn is out on the Rim- a patient came for a massage complaining of shoulder pain. The robot laid him down, made an examination, felt with great skill and care all around the joint, and then promptly ripped his arm off in one movement. Corrupt programming, of course- no customer service on the Rim. But since then Spiridos decided that the personal, organic touch meant a lot more to customers than simple technical perfection." She thinks for a moment. "Sorry, I didn't mean to put you off..."
Andro, she could shove a knife through your shoulders and you doubt you would be put off right now.
Zaland has a nurse as well, but she won't be relevant; as players you interact with your own nurse, really.
During all this you look at the schedule for tomorrow. In the mornings you differ. Andro is off to hand/eye co-ordination exercises, whilst Gallagher is off for general aerobic fitness training. Then at lunch you will be in the recreation/relaxation area, to enjoy the comforts there.
After lunch, all three of you are together, as you are booked into the sports area for a bracing match of Spiridos Hockey!
Then after winding down again in the Recreation area, in the evening you are booked into the Sensory Depreviation tanks, both on request and as part of your regimen.
Man, it's a tough life in the Jedi...
"Oh, I am not much into sports myself," says Carlea. Being a Twi'Lek, rather than a Spiridon, she has no natural knowledge of the game either. "But it's a five-a-side team game involving whacking a ball at each other. It's very vigorous."
You two are all ready to move on to the next day- unless there was anything you wanted to do, or prepare.
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"Well, obviously I would," says the Venerable Z'Har, slightly irritated. "And as I thought had already been made clear, I was Anaz's teacher when he was at the Sanctuary."
Skorzeny is slinking at the back of Kuylen's command tent, Roan. Anaz himself is not there right now; some of his senior officers are going over more predicted battle scenarios on the central board.
(Well, if Gallagher agrees, Andro wants to sit up 'tonight' and do a little planning. Like just how we're going to work in an investigation amongst all this relaxation and exercise.)
Where do we even start? It might help to get information on where the Aspidrol is made and/or sold legally, first. Find out if it could be made elsewhere illegally, or if the stuff is just going out the back door of the factory. Since the government is suspect, they may not be bothering to make it clandestinely, just skimming off of the planet's regular production. But finding this stuff out may help point us to our next step.
The Spiridos section is a contained one; whilst the facility is rather large, you don't have the capacity to wonder the planet. Don't worry, though, you were put in here for a reason- you can work out the whole thing from in here.
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"A testament to the amount he believes in the correctness of my view," says the Venerable Z'Har.