Dining Hall

Stepping into the dining hall as I complete a holonet message informing Kel'al of Jaecyn's desire to speak with us of a more formalized alliance than that which exists currently, I make my way into the back of the kitchen after nodding greetings to a few learners and other academy residents. After sending the holonet message, nearly identical to that which I sent Ael moments earlier, I return my datapad to its pouch on my hip and then prepare myself a small pot of Naris-bud tea, taking the pot once it has been brewed and, grabbing a pair of mugs along the way, head back into the dining area to find an unoccupied table.

As Kel'al will be joining us via hologram, given that he is currently on Coruscant, I set up my imagecaster in the middle of the table before pouring a cup of tea for myself, settling comfortably in my chair to wait for Jaecyn and the others to join me.

Then I will leave it to your leadership to fill you in properly, absent my being able to. You know where to find me, otherwise. Jaecyn said to Kel'al, in his signature gravelly accent. He had just stepped into the mess hall, clad in less conspicuous clothing than a full set of body armor. A saber and shoto, a utility knife and a sidearm were all that accompanied the clothing, along with armor meant to withstand small arms up to the use of an E-11 and saber. It was all concealed, so most people would be none the wiser that he was still primed to fight, but then he wasn't necessarily in danger of needing it all beyond the usual hazards of day-to-day life, even considering his station in life. He took a seat adjacent to Serrin, with an actual, though not obvious, sense of relishing her presence. He looked over to her and spoke after the brief pause between his entrance and his sitting down.

But, first, I must provide the balance of what he will be given. I trust there will be others to join us, yes?

Somewhat disagreeable that the others might not be in attendance, though I suppose I am in not much of a position to complain. My arrival was unannounced. Jaecyn took a moment to mull over whether to wait or not. He chose to wait, though not for very long at all, as it would be a greater benefit to rehash his plans, and rest between flights. I think I might wait for others, it is better that more be present to hear my words and have council afterwards, and we do prefer dealing in person on matters of import. That being said, while my patience is vast, it is not infinite. I do not intend to mark time for long.

Riddick, exhaling uneasily at the thought of imposing on Serrin, paused a minute, before looking back at her with weighed look. Though he was accustomed to working as a team, especially among his fellow Ysanna, like all his ilk however, he was just as accustomed to being self sufficient, circumstantial exceptions notwithstanding. The thought had crossed his mind to seek the kitchen and cook up a meal, for the two of them, himself. He had to remind himself, though, that the cook may very well take umbrage to having a stranger in his place, and have that placing Serrin in an embarrassing light having to explain it.

I do not suppose your cook will do any particularly large cut of meat, do you? A steak or filet, perhaps? I have been running the first leg of this journey on rations, and I am in want of some real food.

I shall make it easy for him. I will take my cut rare to the point of still bleeding. Once around the grill, huff and fall over.

Jaecyn spoke with a no-kidding demeanor on his face, and gestured the 'around the grill' part as he said it. He was unusually picky on the point of how he'd have his cut of meat, though he couldn't see it being a problem in this case. As long as it was slightly warm on the outside, and raw on the inside, he would be a happy camper, and he'd better be able to keep a good conversation going, absent a growling stomach to pay any mind. He took a swig from a flagon, containing some kind of concoction that came with his craft's survival rations. Surprisingly, it was pretty good compared to most of the rest of the kits, themselves being edible enough to garner a distinguished list of monikers, mostly humorous, and just as accurate. It did manage to quiet his stomach just enough not to be heard from the other side of the room, and this seemed to be a decent sized room.

Riddick acknowledges the other masters in turn, before turning back to Serrin. You bring nothing for yourself? Rather awkward, that I should be the only one to enjoy a meal, absent anyone else partaking as well. Traditionally, as food was once a relative scarcity on Ossus only a few centuries before, when one had a meal among kin, everyone else was around also eating. It was seen as extremely inconsiderate for only one person in a group to eat a substantial portion, as to imply that that person was hoarding at the expense of others. That view still persisted, even after the terraforming of Ossus into a once-again verdant world where all the basic necessities were not only accounted for, but in high abundance. As such, Jae felt reticent to dive into his meal, in spite of being on this side of hungry, and in want of something tasting other than that of cardboard.

I suppose, however, we could begin with the reason I have come to Corellia, other than to be reminded that I still owe your librarian a copy of our repository, as promised. Jaecyn looks over to Master Fervse'dra as he mentions the library, remembering clearly a look of stunned surprise when he made the offer on an earlier visit.

Hmmmm... Jaecyn hums with a humorous note. Relax, Serrin. You have not visited my world, at least in any way proper. There was no way you would have known that eating alone was considered bad form among us. Jaecyn took a sip from his drink, before starting.

As for me being here. I am trying to band together an alliance of sorts, centered more on the Outer Rim territories. With the Republic still based on or around Coruscant, calling on them to aid beyond their sustainable borders is... hit or miss. Some among us have had to massively overhaul our military forces, among other things. Others have had to specialize in certain fields with the hope of being too critical but to be immune. This, as even you would be aware, is no easy task. We have had our share of nigh-disastrous dealings over the years; the ransacking of Ossus, the Mandalorian Holy War, countless sith incursions. All while in the process of forming, reforming, and otherwise managing our own distinct modus operandi.

While you are a core system world, and very much aligned with the Republic, I am asking for your support as one of the premier shipyard worlds, and that you all have rendered immeasurable aid when my world and I needed it.

Jaecyn paused, taking another swig of his drink. Plus, I would think that it would go a ways in showing that we have no intent to be threatening to the Republic.

I did not expect that you would be speaking for Corellia proper. Jae says, taking a swig of his drink right on the tail of the last word. I will want to speak to Koronov. Frankly, I had hoped to get both Jedi and civil leadership in at the same time. Then again, my appearance here was unannounced, so perhaps it was a bit much to expect.

On the other hand, knowing that I have the support of Corellia's Jedi is certainly a step in the right direction.