Denzral shakes his head. "The ship may be listlessly floating in space for all we know. Perhaps we can find ourselves a general direction first. Jovan and I will check the planetary records of the ships leaving the system, perhaps it contains the directions in which the ships jumped, I will also need a record or the type of ship the Renegades or Xeth was using." Denzral spoke out, thinking on the fly.
if the droid can send morse code-ish, why can't it just send in a same way where it is? It must have some sort of idea how it got there...
even if it takes long, Xeth has been missing for so long that a few extra hours wouldn't hurt... hours we would lose already by randomly checking planets and space.
The Nexu's Grin is a very heavily modified Geonosian bomber. The base structure is a bulkier version of the needle-shaped Geonosian starfighter, but more has been added to it to give it more space and an extra turret. It is a Small Freighter (which somehow carried an entire team of Jedi, but that's another story.)
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Xeth watches in amazement as the Trade Federation vessel shakes itself free of the ice and rises into the fiercely cold atmosphere of Rekiarius.
"We need to get out of here," Xeth says to his companions.
Is there any way out of these bacta tanks, Ush?
The droid is transmitting in a way not desgined for standard communication; its buffer space to actually give information is tiny. Identifying itself is all it has.
So, Jedi and Renegades are off to lock down the signal?
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Wellm you are fairly sure the massive ice quake will breach them, Xeth... not exacly helpful, I know.
All that is left around here are a few discarded bits and bobs from the ships.
Vera-Kin has Lifting!
Vera-Kin looks towards Xeth as she senses him reaching out in the Force to pull an object towards himself. She knows that Xeth's control of the Force is not so finely tuned as to pull off what he seems to be trying to do, so instead she uses her own powers to pull something toward her tank and break it.
Oh! The ultimate tool.
Vera-Kin will yank the packing case toward their bacta tanks to ease the speed with which her companions can retrieve their lightsabers. Once she is satisfied with that, she calls out to her own lightsaber and pulls it towards her tank. She uses her mind to position it so that it is facing her tank, then, with a gesture, activates the teal blade so that it pierces the thick glass.