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The Books of Oyja IV: Mistakes
Chapter 7 Harder

Ah, how I missed Jash. Her sweet voice, her kind eyes. Ah, how I missed Veja. His innocent eyes, his wondrous mind. There are many things in life that are lost in time, things must change. As I stared out of the viewport and saw a green lush planet in front of me I thought back to simpler times. Ithor. A forest planet, the Ithorians worshipped their home planet. Hardly anyone was allowed to set foot on it, if they did they had to go through a long ceremony. My small freighter wasn’t much to speak of, but I had Tas’ glory on my side. I could stand anything the Ithorians threw at me. But I didn’t want to cause a fight.

I heard someone coming and looked to see a Barabel. Interesting species, Barabels were. So fierce and yet had a tender side, though I was highly careful around them. This Barabel I gave the name of Kori Lyorith. Though I highly doubted this was a Barabel name, I was willing to take the chance. She nodded at me and I nodded back. “Thiz one thinkz thiz iz foolizh.” Kori said.

I nodded. “This is foolish but I doubt it will hurt. I am not being hunted by the Republic and the tide of the Sith has died down.” I replied. “There is nothing to fear.”

“You haven’t zeen Jazh for monthz.” She said. “We were nearly killed at Coruzcant.”

“That was merely a mistake.” I said. “Lum Ka’s men were in hiding and I was too arrogant to sense them.”

“You might be doing that now.” She said and I nodded. Kori was right, everything couldn’t be perfect. This wasn’t a point when things would go correctly, I felt that Lum would close down on me and kill me. But at least Jash and Veja would be safe. “So whatz the plan, Oyja?”

I smiled. “We go in and refuel.” I said with a smirk. “But we’ll be on high alert, won’t let our guard down for even a nanosecond.”

Kori smiled. She then went back to get her weapons readied, they would be hidden on her body so as not to arouse suspicion. I went to the cockpit and made some fine adjustments. I opened a channel to one of the spaceports. “Ithor, this is Forever Faithless requesting permission to dock.”

There was a few moments hesitation and I felt something cold in my stomach. Something was happening, something wrong. Lum had gotten here before us. “Are you carrying a passenger known as ‘Oyja’?” The guard asked over the holocom.

“I am Minac.” I said, saying a false name I had created long ago. “I am unsure of what this ‘Oyja’ is. Is he some criminal?”

“More than a criminal.” The guard replied. “A Sith.”

So a Sith Lum had termed me. Sith were low and I hated having my honor tainted with their name. I would rather kill all who dared called me a Sith, even the Dark Lord of the Night hated the Sith. I wouldn’t mind helping the Dark Lord of the Night on his mission of clearing out all the Sith.

“A Sith?” I asked. “I despise the Sith and thought they were all dead.”

“A respected individual, a Senator, has reported on the Oyja Incident.” The guard said. “I will not risk the Republic and need you to send me your logs.”

Ah, my logs. My ship logs showed some facts that could possibly endanger Kori. I knew, though, I would have to risk it. Kori came back and looked at me, she knew what was going to happen. “I would never do anything to harm the Republic.” I replied. “I’ll need a minute to fully compile the logs, this freighter is old.”

“Understood.” The guard replied. “I will give you five minutes to comply.”

“That is ample time, sir.” I replied and turned to Kori. Turning the speaker com off, I fell silent after a brief rush to try and get something out. Finally I decided on a choice of words. “Kori, your life will be endangered by the showing of these logs. But the other choice is to have our freighter blasted. Even if I use Tas’ glory to protect us that’ll give the Republic too much of a clue of who we really are.”

“But, Oyja, the Republic will ztill get the information that they want.” She replied. “You will get captured and will die at their handz.”

“Kori,” I said, insulted. “I have defeated bigger foes than the Republic. I could defeat all the Jedi with a wave of my hand. There is nothing too big for me.” I sighed. “Only the higher powers stand against me. Only them do I fear.”

“I thought you didn’t fear.” Kori replied.

“I do.” I replied. “I do so much. But I fight back.”

I started to get the logs ready for viewing. I thought back over my long life. The things I had faced and now this. Being blamed of being in league with the dark. The dark is something I would rather destroy forever but, in the rules the Republic had spelled out, I would have to evade the question.

I viewed some of the logs and recalled blissful moments. The delivery to Mustafar in which Kori had proved herself to be a grand companion. The brief stop at Ryloth to take a message to the Twi’leks from a religious follower of the Force. So many places that I couldn’t find where home could now be. I thought I had left it on Mon Calamari with Jash and Veja, but I hadn’t. Home wasn’t a place but a feeling of belonging. Where you felt that feeling the most was where you called home. But, for the travelers, that could be in their ship or with their companions.

I contacted the guard again and sent him my logs, hoping that my downfall would not be next. The guard allowed us to refuel and then be on our way. As the refueling was happening I walked around and noticed a Jedi Padawan. I smiled and waved at her, liking the light of the Jedi. I then walked back to the freighter and whispered to Kori at the ramp, “We will leave quickly as possible, hiding in an obscure location until this passes.”

Author’s Note: Kori is introduced, I like her character. I like Barabels pronouncing ‘s’ as ‘z’ so I might over use it but I like it. It’s fun saying her lines out loud. Hell, I should do a comedy with her in it just speaking. But that’s for another day.

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The Books of Oyja IV: Mistakes
Chapter 7 Harder

Ah, how I missed Jash. Her sweet voice, her kind eyes. Ah, how I missed Veja. His innocent eyes, his wondrous mind. There are many things in life that are lost in time, things must change. As I stared out of the viewport and saw a green lush planet in front of me I thought back to simpler times. Ithor. A forest planet, the Ithorians worshipped their home planet. Hardly anyone was allowed to set foot on it, if they did they had to go through a long ceremony. My small freighter wasn’t much to speak of, but I had Tas’ glory on my side. I could stand anything the Ithorians threw at me. But I didn’t want to cause a fight.

I heard someone coming and looked to see a Barabel. Interesting species, Barabels were. So fierce and yet had a tender side, though I was highly careful around them. This Barabel I gave the name of Kori Lyorith. Though I highly doubted this was a Barabel name, I was willing to take the chance. She nodded at me and I nodded back. “Thiz one thinkz thiz iz foolizh.” Kori said.

I nodded. “This is foolish but I doubt it will hurt. I am not being hunted by the Republic and the tide of the Sith has died down.” I replied. “There is nothing to fear.”

“You haven’t zeen Jazh for monthz.” She said. “We were nearly killed at Coruzcant.”

“That was merely a mistake.” I said. “Lum Ka’s men were in hiding and I was too arrogant to sense them.”

“You might be doing that now.” She said and I nodded. Kori was right, everything couldn’t be perfect. This wasn’t a point when things would go correctly, I felt that Lum would close down on me and kill me. But at least Jash and Veja would be safe. “So whatz the plan, Oyja?”

I smiled. “We go in and refuel.” I said with a smirk. “But we’ll be on high alert, won’t let our guard down for even a nanosecond.”

Kori smiled. She then went back to get her weapons readied, they would be hidden on her body so as not to arouse suspicion. I went to the cockpit and made some fine adjustments. I opened a channel to one of the spaceports. “Ithor, this is Forever Faithless requesting permission to dock.”

There was a few moments hesitation and I felt something cold in my stomach. Something was happening, something wrong. Lum had gotten here before us. “Are you carrying a passenger known as ‘Oyja’?” The guard asked over the holocom.

“I am Minac.” I said, saying a false name I had created long ago. “I am unsure of what this ‘Oyja’ is. Is he some criminal?”

“More than a criminal.” The guard replied. “A Sith.”

So a Sith Lum had termed me. Sith were low and I hated having my honor tainted with their name. I would rather kill all who dared called me a Sith, even the Dark Lord of the Night hated the Sith. I wouldn’t mind helping the Dark Lord of the Night on his mission of clearing out all the Sith.

“A Sith?” I asked. “I despise the Sith and thought they were all dead.”

“A respected individual, a Senator, has reported on the Oyja Incident.” The guard said. “I will not risk the Republic and need you to send me your logs.”

Ah, my logs. My ship logs showed some facts that could possibly endanger Kori. I knew, though, I would have to risk it. Kori came back and looked at me, she knew what was going to happen. “I would never do anything to harm the Republic.” I replied. “I’ll need a minute to fully compile the logs, this freighter is old.”

“Understood.” The guard replied. “I will give you five minutes to comply.”

“That is ample time, sir.” I replied and turned to Kori. Turning the speaker com off, I fell silent after a brief rush to try and get something out. Finally I decided on a choice of words. “Kori, your life will be endangered by the showing of these logs. But the other choice is to have our freighter blasted. Even if I use Tas’ glory to protect us that’ll give the Republic too much of a clue of who we really are.”

“But, Oyja, the Republic will ztill get the information that they want.” She replied. “You will get captured and will die at their handz.”

“Kori,” I said, insulted. “I have defeated bigger foes than the Republic. I could defeat all the Jedi with a wave of my hand. There is nothing too big for me.” I sighed. “Only the higher powers stand against me. Only them do I fear.”

“I thought you didn’t fear.” Kori replied.

“I do.” I replied. “I do so much. But I fight back.”

I started to get the logs ready for viewing. I thought back over my long life. The things I had faced and now this. Being blamed of being in league with the dark. The dark is something I would rather destroy forever but, in the rules the Republic had spelled out, I would have to evade the question.

I viewed some of the logs and recalled blissful moments. The delivery to Mustafar in which Kori had proved herself to be a grand companion. The brief stop at Ryloth to take a message to the Twi’leks from a religious follower of the Force. So many places that I couldn’t find where home could now be. I thought I had left it on Mon Calamari with Jash and Veja, but I hadn’t. Home wasn’t a place but a feeling of belonging. Where you felt that feeling the most was where you called home. But, for the travelers, that could be in their ship or with their companions.

I contacted the guard again and sent him my logs, hoping that my downfall would not be next. The guard allowed us to refuel and then be on our way. As the refueling was happening I walked around and noticed a Jedi Padawan. I smiled and waved at her, liking the light of the Jedi. I then walked back to the freighter and whispered to Kori at the ramp, “We will leave quickly as possible, hiding in an obscure location until this passes.”

Author’s Note: Kori is introduced, I like her character. I like Barabels pronouncing ‘s’ as ‘z’ so I might over use it but I like it. It’s fun saying her lines out loud. Hell, I should do a comedy with her in it just speaking. But that’s for another day.