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"No I don't. I have no home here. I want to go home but I am begining to think that it will be impossible." A single blood tear formed and ran down her cheek.

"R4, you've got to keep that rear deflector shield up!" Ryshel Kitana was beginning to panic. Her X-Wing had seen many battles and she'd outrun the Imperials many times before, but this time was different. She'd been stupid enough to come out of hyperspace less than two leagues in front of the Star Destroyer Intrepid, which wasn't nearly far enough to outrun it this time. Her only advantage was that they had not been expecting her, and she had gotten out of range of their tractor beam before it was too late. But once they launched the TIE fighters, she had to take evasive maneuvers, slowing her down and bringing her close to being in range again.

"I need more time R4! The hyperdrive is acting up again...see what you can do with it!" She cursed the failing 'drive as non-profanely as she could in her head, wishing there was more she could do. She had already sent out a distress signal, but she knew no one would make it in time. The Imperials weren't shooting to kill, or she would probably already be dead, which, at this point, was welcome, for the Sith Lord awaiting her capture would most likely make her wish she were.

A red light started flashing on her control panel, and a siren warned her she was within the range of the Intrepid's beam. That's it, I'm done for, she thought hopelessly.

Suddenly, her ship began to shake violently, and her head felt as if it had been split in two, right down the middle. Her stomach heaved as if she were in a freefall, and she screamed as she had never done so before. But as suddenly as it started, her ship was once again flying smoothly, no ships on her scope, and an unfamiliar planet straight ahead. The headache was still there, but not nearly as painful. She had no idea where she was...her maps did not recognize the planet in front of her. Unsure as to whether the Star Destroyer was still after her, Ryshel made for the planet, searching for an uninhabited place to put down in case the locals were not friendly.

"I'll just go from there..."

Ryshel put her X-Wing down under an outcropping of rock that would shield it from the sun for the most part, then set up a hologram to project a rock face around the ship, making it look like rock had grown all around it, solid to the real crags that were already there.

"R4, I'm not sure if this planet is safe for droids, or even a lone Jedi Knight, for that matter." R4-D9 whistled apprehensively, but Ryshel just chuckled. "No, I think I can manage, which is why I'm going to shut you off until I get back." The droid beeped sadly, but it relented and shut down, and Ryshel took the key out for safekeeping. She retrieved her cloak from the ship's cargo area, strapped her lightsaber to her belt, and took out her binocs.

Hmm, there's a city some distance that way. Ryshel began walking towards the lights in the distance, her head still in pain. She was in no hurry.

Lillith looked up at the two girls. She wondered if They would help her as others would have. Her skin was soo pale she was a little self consious of the strange way she looked. Her face flushed slightly.

Ryshel shivered. Even with her cloak on, she was starting to feel a bit chilly. Taking a deep breath, she felt the air all around her, becoming one with it and not letting it hinder her progress. Soon, just as the sky was showing the first signs of the approaching dawn, Ryshel had reached the outskirts of the city. Using the Force to help make herself inconspicuous, she picked her way around the buildings and looked for anything that might be familiar. It wasn't too unlike any other planet she had visited, but there was something strange about the hodgepodge of technologies and styles of culture. It was as if every known style in the entire universe had collided. In front of one house, two gas-powered automobiles were parked in the driveway. In front of another, an old hovercar of some sort. A brick house here, a steel-enclosed palace there, and people dressed in all sorts of garb in every shop she passed.

I thought my head hurt before... She staggered a bit and had to rest against a wall for a moment of support. She shook her head to try and clear her thoughts, but even Jedi had trouble focusing in strange circumstances, and this certainly counted as a strange circumstance.

After a moment's rest to clear her head, Ryshel continued to walk through the city. Soon, a familiar and comforting site made her smile in relief. She entered the bar and looked around, and her eyes met the bartender's for a moment. She nodded and walked over to sit on one of the stools.

"You don't happen to serve Chilotas, do you?" she asked hopefully.

Lillith smiled, forgeting she had to hide her fangs but covering most of them all tha same. She greatfully took the womans hand and stood. She nodded to the strange other woman who she felt suddenly very close to.