『Set Off』

"Hello my young friends, it is good to see you two again," Qui Gon Jin stood before the pair of force users who were about to exit the main foyer of the Royal Palace. He was standing by the side entrance of the foyer with Obiwan Kenobi standing beside him.

"Hello there," Obiwan gave a light wave, his hand falling to his side.

The young Knight's gaze traveled over the two of them for a short instance before he continued on without his former Master. He was going to go join the Queen while his Master remained distracted.

It was strange seeing him without the Padawan braid over his shoulder. Though Ento said nothing as he gave the two of them a light nod. He had a soft stoic expression on as he was deeper in thought than before.

He and Vaylin had just spent hours talking with the Queen, so they were generally tired.

"It's good to see you as well, Master Dooku is waiting for us to take off," Ento bowed his head slightly, his hand moving up and having Vaylin do the same action.

A tingling sensation shot through the back of her head as she felt his touch, it made her smirk to herself as she raised her head and looked at the Jedi Master.

Jin raised a brow sensing the connection between the two. However he could feel the attraction from the girl towards Ento, and it wasn't hidden, she was blatantly broadcasting it to those around them. "Hm..." Scratching his chin, his gaze moved towards Ento.

The boy was hard to sense, but with their connection strong, he was a bit easier to feel. His feelings weren't as blatant and were exceptionally tame, controlled. Perhaps he didn't share the same attractions? Or he was to express them differently? He couldn't quite tell, but he was sure it wouldn't be safe to reject her.

Oddly enough though, he could also sense someone else's feelings directed towards Ento, though they were quiet well suppressed. If he wasn't searching for it, Jin would have never sensed the Queen's affections.

"Then I must let you two go, send Master Dooku my regards. I look forward to see what you learn on Serenno." Jin waved his hand lightly in a sagely dismissal before walking off towards the Throne Chambers within the upper levels of the Palace.

Ento watched as he vanished down the corridor before looking to Vaylin.

Returning his gaze, she raised a brow at him with that smirk across her lips. "You touched my head," She ran a hand through her blonde hair, her dark blue hues staring through him.

"Yes?" Ento could sense her attractions towards him, and to him it was similar to the love his parents had shared, but much different at the same time. She wanted to be closer, he could feel it. The way she was broadcasting it more than before, it was clear as day how she felt.

This wasn't familial love, was it? It didn't seem like it. It definitely surpassed that, which made him curious and at the same time cautious.

Love was a redeeming factor was something he had said much earlier when he was on Coruscant with Padmé. He recognized how his heart was moved by both of them, though firstly Padmé, his attentions were always on her since she had saved him.

She had given him water, she gave him her lap as a pillow. The girl had even sacrificed her curiosities of Tatooine in order to take care of him. Though after his abnormally quick recovery, he was the one who took care and protected her.

He was the ultimate cause of the Sith's death, but he was not given a rank of Knight when he joined the Order. While he didn't necessarily care, being rather indifferent to that scenario, he was curious as to why he wasn't. Did the Order give all of the credit to Qui Gon Jin who had slew the Sith thanks to Ento's use of the force to destroy the Sith's weapon?

Slowly that became irrelevant as the two were walking down the steps of the Palace towards the Phantom. The plan for their departure was that Plagueis and Dooku took the Scimitar, with the astromech separately from them.

Revan and Meetra Surik were to take the Phantom with Ento and Vaylin as they were going to take a longer detour. Their destination being Dromund Kaas. All they had to do before that though was inform the Foundry of where they were going.

When they did reach the Phantom, the boarding ramp automatically lowered for them, allowing them to enter the now one of a kind vessel.

Entering through the airlock, the ramp would retract.

Ento with his hands resting by his sides wandered into the Main Hold where Revan and Meetra were both meditating on their knees, facing one another.

"There is a lot of Corruption in the senate..." Revan uttered under his breath as he raised his head. At the moment he wasn't wearing his mask, it was hanging on his belt. "A large quantity of it supplanted by the Sith you spared and his apprentice the Jedi are hunting."

Meetra opened her own eyes, looking to Revan before turning her gaze to the teens. "For the time being, it seems the Sith are simply weaker, they have their uses... But I don't recommend keeping them alive very long, especially the one known as Darth Sidious." She got the name from when she had accessed the Scimitar's computer logs at some point while the duo were with the Queen earlier. It was likely the Astromech had given them access.

"The Sith from our time had better names... Plagueis the Wise is better than this... Sidious. It's like children playing pretend..." Revan snickered to himself, openingly mocking the absent Sith as he brought himself to his feet. "That aside," he became a bit more indifferent. "Are you ready to go to the Sith Worlds?"

"Once I send a message to the Foundry about our current objective. If anything, we could probably bring it to Korriban, or the other Sith Worlds and assimilate the asteroid belts."

Revan caressed his chin and nodded, "That is a good idea."

"The Jedi who have arrived planetside... They haven't noticed us yet, so it is time for us to leave, before they do." Meetra stated as she turned on her heel and walked towards the bridge of the vessel.

Revan watched his old friend leave the Main Hold before looking towards the teens, his attention mostly being on Vaylin. She was subtly thinking of her intentions for both Padmé and Ento.

Ento didn't really pay much attention as he walked on over to the communications terminal of the primary holo-projector. He began typing in a message as a holographic screen showed up.

Though half way through the message, he stopped touching the keys, but the didn't stop. Once it was finished he immediately pressed the confirmation button and it was sent off to the Foundry. It was a simple set of instructions to remain hidden at their previously known rendezvous point until further notice.

As he was sending the message however, the ship was going into a hover-mode and began to lift from the avenue in front of the palace.

Vaylin stumbled and shifted slightly before looking to Ento who was hardly effected by the movement. She giggled slightly seeing him glance over his shoulder towards her.

Ento wasn't really holding much of an expression on his face, but he was definitely looking at her. He was curious about her feelings, more so than usual. He wanted to know more, but decided against asking for the time being as there were other things to focus on.

Folding his arms behind his back, he made his way towards the bridge of the ship silently.

Vaylin blinked at this and her smirk slowly faded, she stopped giggling. "Was it something I said?" Her mind went back to the conversations that they had with the Queen, but nothing really came to mind.

She looked over to Revan who simply shrugged at her, she felt he didn't want to get involved. Part of her didn't blame the man. At the same time she could feel the great sense of loss from Revan.

Could she use this to her advantage?

As a prisoner of the Emperor, Revan practically had everything taken from him. His wife by time, his son by time and his descendant was the GrandMaster of the Order he had left behind. Now, everyone he ever knew or was related to was dead.

Did he have any descendants left? That was something he really wanted to know.

The former Sith caressed his chin once more, to her he was like an open book despite his attempts at hiding his mind. The force seemed to be something she could easily utilize and the more she remained connected to it, the more she discovered she could do.

The powers and techniques at her fingertips, it excited her. Moving over towards the couch she quickly flopped down onto the cushions, immediately letting her mind wander over the technique he had used to change her hair and restructure her mind.

The Art of the Small was achieved by narrowing one's focus, one's mind, and their force sensitivity to a single molecule at a time. She folded her legs over one another and closed her eyes. She wanted to try it herself, it was time to meditate...