Just like the bartender himself was. Low-end enough that he didn't know much of anyone, and sure didn't know any officer. No one but the bigwigs upstairs, anyway. "What would you be having, sir?" he queried then, falling silent.

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“Let’s start with a Sith brandy, followed by a bowl of Garenet fruit from the Ruferian hills of Khar Delba, then a roasted flank of wild Ugbeast-- you’re not understanding a word of this, are you? Let’s settle for the Sith brandy for now, and follow it with something meaty and cooked – whatever is your best!”

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we've got Alderanian flank nerf and Corellian roast dewback, served rare. But as far as a Sith brandy...

...unless you can tell me how to make one, something else more familar will have to do."

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Wait, did he say some kind of meat from Alderaan? Hmmm, I wonder WHEN I am right now, then. Aw heck, this poor body has been sitting suspended in the Darker Realms for longer than I care to figure out, right now anything sounds good! But still, I don't want something that has been well done and floating in space for years. Or even if it hasn't been blown up yet, I think the poor beastie has bigger problems than being eaten by me, and I'd just feel sorry for it and get indigestion.

"...dewback."

All right, priorities…

Well, I know I’m on a ship, a big one. But it sure doesn’t seem like an Empire ship. I mean, for one thing, I’m not in the brig. The ship is the Hornett, and I guess it must be owned by this Eagle Enterprises. Eagle… why does that sound familiar? Do I owe them money? No, I don’t think so. I wonder what they do? Well, I’ll probably have an opportunity to find out sometime soon, when I get my appointment with the captain. Ha!

Oh, but a Sith brandy would taste so incredibly good right now. Where is that slush Jasyn when you need him? I bet he’d have some… wait… Jasyn? Is that where I heard Eagle Enterprises from? Dang, but something sure is ringing a bell there. I wonder if HE owes them money?

Ah well, priorities…

And right now, the biggest one is drinking whatever they put in front of me.

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I pulled out the data pad that contained their data base and plugged it into their system. The information appeared on screen but was jumbled and unreadable. From the looks of the code the encryption was a very high level one, most likely one used by goverment intelligence agencies o the military... where did she get this. Normally this would be an easy job but with out the actual encryption program itself the task would take some time.

First thing to do is reverse engineer the encryption program then find the encryption key. This is going to take some time.

I Turned to the closest engineer. "You bring me some caff, as strong as you can brew it, and while your at it someting with meat.'

I sat back down and let my fingers fly across the keys letting them do their magic.

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“Ahhhhhhh,” he smiled. “There’s nothing like a good drink. And that was nothing like a good drink. But when you haven’t had the nectar of the gods in your body for – well, for hundreds of years at least – anything is good! Let’s move onto something harder, though, my good man, while that roast roasts. Surprise me!”

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...and returned to the counter to place a mug brimming full of WalknFall. "If you're looking for something harder, this is probably the hardest we've got," he commented. A waitress approached from behind about that time, the bartender handed her Thoran's "order," then he turned back to Thoran, arching a quizzical eyebrow. "So tell me," he started out casually, "What brings you to the Hornett exactly?"

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Thoran tilted the glass to his lips and drank deeply of the liquid inside. He paused, surprised by the very palatable taste, and tossed the remaining drink back. He placed the empty glass on the bar and tapped it.

“Not too bad, let’s have another!”

Thoran watched while the bartender prepared the drink. He felt a little strange, but knew that his large Sith body would be resistant to anything short of Sith brandy. After all, he may not have been in this body for a long, long time, but he surely knew its limits!

“So, as I was saying,” he continued after lifting the new drink in his hand. “I’m an important dig-i-nitary from a very important world. I’m here to see captain… um… oh what’s the name again? You know, the one with the uniform and stuff?”

Thoran gave a quizzical look as he took another drink.

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In the Hornett's data base i found a basic map of the ship and was useing it to find their medical bay where thea was. Even after i decode the information I still wont be able to tell which files are the ones for medical research and could be useful for helping thea. Hopefully their medic will know.

After wandering the hallways i eventually made it to the medical bay that they took thea to. When I entered the room I didn't see any of the medical staff.

"Hello could a doctor help me please?"

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I ventured up to the source of the sound. The voice sounded like Thea's but could she be awake now?

I came up to a medical bed with a figure hiding under the sheets. I set my data pad down on a nearby desk and went closer to the bed that the figure was on.

"Thea is that you?"

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I've never had this happen before. I don't think the smuggler method of drown it away with beer.

"I'm not sure if im the best one to explain this but we are on the Hornett an eclipse SSD owned br Aaron. Jebbua and Yaoski are here too. we rescued you from that crazy lady who we think drugged you and put you in a coma which you just woke up from."

Maybe mentioning the crazy lady was a bad idea. I reached into my vest and pulled out a comm link. And keyed it to the ships intercomm.

"Aaron this is Link, you need to find Yaoski and Jebbua and come to the medical bay right now."

I turned back to Thea.

"I think they will be able to explain it better then me."

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He trailed a moment, his eyes defocusing a split second before they snapped alert once more. "But then, that's in the past, I suppose."

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Thoran took another drink from his glass.

“And food will help,” he added.

“Danner… there’s another name I’ve heard before. Danner… Tanner… Dannin… Oh! Yeah, I remember! I know a Danner. Wasn’t a captain, though, just a big ol’ whiner. You know what I did for him? I brought him back to life! Do you have any idea how hard it is to rescue a spirit from the Darker Realms, and then put that ungrateful thing back into it’s flea ridden body? Then it’s no ‘Oh, thank you so much! Good show old chap!’, no sirree, it’s just ‘Oh, I’m alive, goodie for me, woo rah, kissy-kissy to you Galen, how’s your wife, Erik?’ Never mind the guy who did it all for you!”

Thoran raised his glass in the air.

“Well,” he said, “here’s to you, Terrin, hope you’re having as much fun as I am right now.”

He tossed back the rest of his drink and put the empty glass on the bar.

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Entering therein, we were greeted with the sight of glistening white tables, glistening white walls, glistening white chairs, and an elderly lady with glistening white hair who hastened toward us balancing a tray of caf between her hands.

How the blazes could she have known--?

I shot a somewhat dumbfounded glance Aaron's way, but that look was only met by an apologetic sort of shrug on his part. Though his eyes were wide and innocent, he couldn't help the ripple of a smile which played about the corner of his lips.

And so we sat for an hour or so, drinking caf and sharing talk both large and small... until out of the blue Aaron's commlink buzzed impatiently upon his wrist. He activated it; sitting close by I could not help but overhear Cel's surprising little announcement.

The medical bay?

Thea!!

I slammed the caf-cup on the glistening white table and shot to my feet, my gaping lips then slamming together in a thin grimace of concern. Then without so much as a by your leave I turned and fled, heading directly to the medical unit where we had ensconced Thea. There I found her sitting up in bed, her blankets drawn to her chin, chatting, albeit perhaps a bit nervously, as if something wasn't quite right, with Cel.

What was troubling her I'd worry about in the next few nanoseconds. As for now--

"Thea!"

Her name exploded from my lips as I rushed across the room, propelled to her bedside by not only the guilt of having abandoned her to her uncle but by the enormous relief I was feeling to see her conscious and apparently unharmed once again. Plopping down at her side, I snaked one arm about her small frame, and crushed her against me in a gigantic bear hug.

"Oh honey, I'm sorry, I'm so, so sorry, I'll never do that to you again, ever, from now on it's you and me kid, all the way..."

My words dwindled to a self-conscious halt with the sudden realization that Cel was eyeing me with open disgust planted across her furry little face. I blinked, stared her straight in the eye...

...and with my free arm reached out and grabbed her as tightly as I held Thea.

What the heck, everyone needed a good hug every now and again!

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...and was very concerned with her mention of not being able to remember anything.

Was that just stress? Something minor? ...or not...?

His frown turning a bit darker, Aaron pushed a few buttons on his wristcomm and called for the head lab techician whom he knew would be looking in to Thea's blood analysis. After saying a few quiet words into his comm and closing the frequency, he kneeled nearby Thea. "You're on the Hornett, and you're safe now," Aaron said simply. "The techicians are looking in to what happened to you...

...and we will find out why you can't remember anything."

Even as he stated as much, the head medical technician headed into the room. Aaron straightened up, looking her square in the eye. "Have you found anything yet?"

"We've isolated an unidentifiable foreign compound in her blood. We're running it against all of our databases to compare it to any known drugs, and we're running an analysis on the elements within te compound. So far we've been able to identify only one of the elements...

...an element which can cause reduction in levels of concious thought within many individuals. This could have been used as part of a tranquilizer...

...or it possibly could have been used for something else. The element is commonly found in mind control medicines."

The technician fell silent at that, and Aaron's eyes clouded with worry, as did those of others in the room. He turned to Yaoksi, whose eyes were reading a cross between worry and anger, back to the technician, and again to Yaoksi.

"What kind of person would want to control the mind of a child?!?" he asked worriedly. Then he looked back to the technician once again. "What of the elements you have not beeen able to identify in the compound?"

The technician shifted uncomfortably. "Well, sir, those particular elements are unknown to all of our systems..."

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I took out a datacard and copied several files to it and handed it to the technician.

"This might help, these are the medical files that we stole. there might be something in there that might help."

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"Look, honey," I said solemnly, ducking my head a little to try to capture her gaze. I squeezed her shoulders the tiniest bit.

"We think that-- lady you were with for so short a time drugged you with something; Cel's skills just might have discovered what it is, so we can use what she found to make you all better again."

I paused a moment, drawing her to me in another comforting hug. Over the top of her head I couldn't help but send Aaron a worried glance. I pulled back again, trying to hunker down on Thea's level once again.

"What's all this about a dream? Can you tell us about it, honey?"

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Danner. Terrin. Galen. While he didn't know any of them personally, perhaps only in name...

...he did know them. And he knew they all went together.

"The ahhh...Darker Realms?" the bartender asked, a hint of suspicion in his voice. "Back from the dead?" he then added. Then, knowing this guy was more than a bit tipsy from the WalknFall, the bartender excused at least a bit of his behavior from the drink. But for someone who said he didn't know a Captain Danner, some of the things he had just said sure sounded similar to the departed Captain...

"You know, Captain Barnes would not appreciate your darkly veiled humor at the expense of what very much sounds like his deceased partner. After all, you seem to know Captain Danner's first name...

...and that of his wife's as well. And I most certainly told you neither."

He paused, leaning in a bit. "I think you've had a bit too much too drink, buddy."

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