Raezyr made a successful jump to light speed, bound for Korriban, then removed his helm. He put it an overhead storage locker and went to go look at the droid for himself.
He handed his data pad to Trychon, "Is there anyway we can retrieve those files that were on here?"
"I highly doubt it, but I'll take a look," Trychon said, taking the data pad and tucking into his belt.
"This thing doesn't even have a scratch on it. I wonder who set us up with it?" Raezyr mused aloud.
"Well, we've got to turn it on eventually," Trychon said and started to reach around for the switch.
Raezyr stopped him with a thought, WAIT!! "Let's wait unitl we get to Korriban. If we activate it here, we could easily find ourselves flying home without a ship."
"Let me go change these kolto patches and we'll work on some Force techniques and saber forms. We've got about 2 1/2 days to kill," Raezyr suggested.
"I could also work on those transponder codes... plus I've got some ideas of my own that would really help if we find ourselves in another situation like the one above Nar Shaddaa," Trychon said with a devious grin on his face.
"Sounds good," Raezyr said. As he walked to the med bay he felt 2 things. One: that he knew Trychon. Somehow, someway, there was a bond between them that went deeper than the few days they had known each other, and two: that Tyrrazapon's destiny was somehow intertwined with his own.
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