Jayda opened her mouth to speak, but her reply was cut off by an announcement being broadcast over the rec room's speakers: "Jayda Kha'dar, please report to Hanger 77A. Jayda Kha'dar, please report to Hangar 77A. This is a Class 5 summons. We repeat, a Class 5."
Jayda raised an eyebrow at that last statement.
"Oooh," Will said, leaning back in his chair. "A Class 5, eh? Somebody's in trouble."
Truger snickered, "Maybe they found your seismic charges. After they went off."
Jayda stood, raising her helmet. As she slipped it on, she rolled her eyes at the two, grinning at them. "Very funny." She locked her helmet in place. "Well, looks like I'll have to be going, boys. It was nice to meet you. Guess I'll see you around!" And with that, she made her way out of the rec room as Kelvar and Hollandro nodded their heads toward her in farewell.
As Jayda made her way out onto the hangar deck, a tech hurried up to her, "Are you Jayda Kha'dar?"
"The temple has just requested your immediate return!"
"The temple? The Jedi temple?"
The tech stared at her, puzzled. "Yes...the Jedi temple."
"They didn't say. Just that it was urgent."
The tech threw her a dubious look. "Yes, right now."
"But my things..."
"Have already been stored aboard the freighter." He gestured toward a Corellian freighter parked nearby. "If you would please hurry aboard..."
"But what about my explosives?"
He glanced at her, more confused than ever. "Your what?"
"My explosives! I have an inventory of explosives in the cargo bay..."
"I'm sure you'll be reimbursed by the temple."
"No, you don't understa..."
"Please, Jedi Kha'dar. You must be going. The Saber's Hilt is about to enter hyperspace, and you've got to be gone by then.
Jayda, growing more aggravated than she was confused, reluctantly climbed aboard the Corellian ship. She'd have to get back to the temple, see whatever this urgent matter could be about, take care of it, and rejoin the Hilt's expedition as soon as possible. Certainly she could find a way to catch up with them. But for now she might as well cooperate.
She made her way into the passenger compartment and strapped herself into a seat. Peering out the viewport, she watched as the freighter pulled away from the larger ship, which was getting steadily smaller as it got farther away. As she watched, the Saber's Hilt suddenly disappeared, making its first jump to lightspeed. With a frustrated sigh and a determined click of her teeth, she raised her hand in a casual two-fingered salute. Until next time.
"It's not about the legacy you leave, it's about the life you live." ~Mara Jade Skywalker