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Post by Sigea Valorous [Retired] on Aug 31, 2018 0:07:56 GMT -8
Having made his way to the central control station, Sigea had found an operational terminal. While most of the data was corrupted, there were a few bits and pieces that were salvageable. Mostly it was non-essential information. Station arrivals and departures. News of the invasion and a few temple records had been transferred off-site during the attack, which was precisely what he was searching for. Information. Locations of hidden Jedi ruins or temples. Holocron storage facilities. That sort of information. Information that could lead him to valuable caches of artifacts or relics. Or even holocrons. Things he could use. Power was always a quest, in the back of his mind. But right now he wanted more. Enough to push back against the Blackguard that had moved him from his home. Well, not his home, per se, but a place he could hide away from the rest of the galaxy and work, uninterrupted. And perhaps he could find it. Copying the data to an OSD, Sigea, shifting his grip on his saber hilt, made his way back to the hangar bay, where his ship was currently parked.
