Brilliant, on a curve of Skywalker

Weeks passed. The Jedi base was packed up, most of the equipment and ships airlifted to their new location, and Luke finally returned from Fondor, walking through the vacant halls with a stony expression. Ben caught rumors of a dogfight with Jacen (and really. Like Jacen had a shot against his dad), Niathal and Jacen turning warships against each other, and Pellaeon being murdered for refusing to keep his ships on Jacen’s losing side. Ben had some deeply uncomfortable suspicions about who might’ve been responsible for that.

( And then, because things couldn’t get much darker, really, he got a secure comm from Shevu. )


[OOC: I just keep beating the kid up, don't I? Dialogue tweaked from Revelation by Karen Traviss. NFB, NFI, etc., etc.]

An hour after the Anakin Solo had broken orbit heading for Fondor (and wasn’t that a wonderful idea, taking the fight to a planet that built warships), Jacen’s StealthX was in a Coruscanti hanger bay undergoing repairs it didn’t actually need.

Ben was sitting in a traffic control landspeeder (he hadn’t asked how Shevu had swung that, but it was terribly convenient to be in a ship with an excuse not to move for a while) a few intersections away, monitoring Shevu as he walked towards the hanger on one of the screens in front of him. “Let me know if you need a disruption,” he said into his mic.

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[OOC: Dialogue adapted from Karen Traviss' Revelation. NFB, NFI, void where prohibited...]

Ben had stared at the forensic data of his mother's murder scene until he could see it when he closed his eyes. This, as might be imagined, hadn't led to a lot of sleep the last few days.

He sat on his bed and toyed with his comlink before finally sucking it up and activating the encryption, then calling his old friend. Len Shevu was Jacen's second in command at the GAG, but Ben had always felt that Shevu wasn't pleased with what Jacen had become.

He hoped he was right--he was about to ask for a hell of a favor.

"Shevu?" he said quietly. "It's Ben. I don't suppose you'd be interested in going to Kavan in the next few days? And finding a way to get me to join you?"

A few minutes later and Ben had a portal booked to head home tomorrow afternoon. He would head back to the crime scene. There had to be a way to prove what Jacen had done that didn't rest on a nebulous "feeling."

Ben blew out a breath, then waved the door open and began tinkering with a droid. He needed to keep his hands moving faster than his brain was spinning.

[OOC: open door, open post!]