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But then his good sense reared its head, squashing that moment of reflexive concern over such things in a Force user. The woman was not a Jedi, he would've recognized her if she was, and so he had no right to tell her how to live her life.
Fay looked up the ghost smiling reassuringly, absently noting how solid the Force Ghost looked, far more so than the history texts which mentioned such things had hinted at. It was obvious she was still incorporeal, but you could only barely see the other side of the hallway through her. Fay also idly noted that the clothing the Force Ghost wore was mildly scandalous in her mind, and determined to ask her about that later.
"Young...Harry is it, will be fine," she said. "It's just a case of Force exhaustion, a bad case admittedly, but I've seen such like before."
She didn't mention the very odd and strangely deep Force connection between the young Twi'lek girl and Harry, she would have to examine that closer before figuring out what it was and sharing it with anyone else. The fact the Force is singing in joy at me right now isn't actually helping either, Fay thought rather sardonically. Fay had never felt the like, the Light Side of the Force almost literally singing in joy.
Even if she didn't actually breath Lily still let out a sigh of relief before thanking the woman, who, now that the battle was over, Lily couldn't help but notice looked like an elf out to Tolkien. If she's called Galadriel or Arwen I am so out of here! Lily thought somewhat hysterically.
Getting control of herself with difficulty Lily turned her mind on other matters as the small, ancient seeming alien which reminded her of a house elf moved past her toward the other younglings, gesturing Quinlan to join him. "In that case, I think you need to get someone else in here. Many of the students have injuries, and…" Lily sighed again, sadly shaking her head as she looked over at Alecto, who had pushed himself to his feet. The green skinned youth was now shaking, staring at the debris of the battle going to his knees and shivering. "I think you also need to get a counselor in here to talk to the kids."
Fay looked at the children, nodding her head sadly. That those so young should have to take so many lives to survive themselves, what is this universe coming to?She then looked around at the debris cluttering the hallway, felt the Force singing at her then at the boy who she knew was the source of much of that debris and the singing in the Force. Strange days to be certain, but hopefully good ones as well…
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Master Giiett turned his starfighter around just slightly, coming in on another strafing run against the second of the four pirate ships which had docked with the Explorer, avoiding its return fire with an ease that was almost supernatural thanks to his Force-given Battle Precognition. Of course the ship only had a single gun which could range on him at the moment because of how the pirate ship had latched onto the larger training vessel.
And even worse of the pirates, their ships only had a single shield generator, which meant that their shields were down at the moment. A shield generator a cargo ship's size could not cover the Explorer, and a shield could not be generated when a portion of it would intersect another solid object without covering that object too.
The shield generator in question exploded under Micah's fire, making certain the pirate vessel's current straits would remain that way. Another second and Micah's fire impacted the boarding ramp. As the small extrusion, loaded with plasma cutters in order to cut into the opposing ship's hull, exploded Micah idly wondered why in the Force it was called a ramp anyway, but put it out of his mind a moment later as he zoomed along the Explorer's hull toward the next pirate vessel.
To one side of Micah's personal engagement, the Consular class ship was ducking in and out away from the two remaining pirate vessels. Like most pirates, those ships had been heavily modified with larger weapons systems, and somewhat decent shielding for their size, but their maneuverability was far worse, and their structural integrity even worse than that.
The Consular class had better shields, but far lighter weapons, a single quad laser on a pintle along its underside being its only weapon. Knight Brandon, the captain of the vessel knew that however, so instead of even trying, he got the pirate's attention in a different fashion. He used his ships lock on systems to make it seem as if he had concussion or proton torpedo launchers, as a few Consulars built for the small and threadbare Republic fleet did, and was just waiting to lock on. That kept the pirates hopping and out of Micah's way.
Just as he finished with the second ship the two remaining pirate vessels broke off, streaking away under maximum sublight drive, a sight that made Micah anxious. Why would they run away in normal space when they could simply hyperspace out? There is no gravitic shadow here, nothing that could have forced them to wait and their shields are strong enough to take our fire while they do it so why…
Just as that thought coalesced in his mind, Micah received a warning through the Force, his danger sense enhanced for a moment. He suddenly saw the two ships still attached to the Explorer blowing, taking the larger training vessel with them, a force vision that was so clear it nearly blotted out his normal senses.
Desperately Micah twisted his starfighter around, coming back in and down against the last two pirate vessels still linked to the Explorer. Slamming his hands down on the communicator he shouted "To Master Yoda and anyone else aboard the Explorer, the pirates are going to blow their engines! Suggest you evacuate or find some other way of protecting the younglings!"
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