Bag of Spilling [EA D3]

[Solork Tan]

Sol offers a shrug. "I suppose that depends on what you want. I'm not exactly shouting what I am from the rooftops, but around here" He gestures around. "Imperial eyes will follow at some point, no matter how careful we are." The temptation of offer a teacher was still there, but his conversation with Zim had gone well. Forcing people into Jedi teachings when not ready would hurt more than help.

"I like to think I took the lessons of the Guardians, like I mentioned. I don't intend to let alone those who seek help, but my idea of help might be very different. I think it would be worthwhile to see what you want before I push it on you"

[Tyllia Demici]

"Push your help on me?" She looked at him for a moment, then turned away with a shrug. "You got clumsy. Maybe on purpose, maybe by accident, maybe it was meant to be, maybe it was coincidence. I saw a thing you're not supposed to have, and got curious. I asked questions you didn't know you were answering."

She turned back to him then. "Seems to me like maybe you're the one who needs my help."

[Solork Tan]

Sol's lips quirk into a smile. "Perhaps I do. I am not above being saved as well as saving"

It does me good to not get overconfident, regardless of my progress

[Tyllia Demici]

"So," she said with a nod, "I assume you're not keeping that just for sentimental reasons. And from what you've said, I assume there are *others*. Am I right? I would expect nothing less, of course. Given what people are aiming to build here."

[Solork Tan]

Sol nods in response. "I don't have a crystal for it yet." He replies, dropping the pretense. "This planet is supposed to be rich in the Force. I figure, if I follow the call...something will happen"

[Tyllia Demici]

"And these others have not been able to find a location where you might find one either?"

[Solork Tan]

"I'm afraid not. Unless you know of a nest of giant crabs " Sol chuckles.

[Tyllia Demici]

"Crabs?" She seemed bemused, "I'm not sure what they have to do with anything."

[Solork Tan]

"It's a long story." Sol's lips quirk. "But the short one is some crystals aren't mined. Sometimes, bits of kybher get swallowed and work through the systems of megafauna. It's rare to find for the danger you put yourself through and what's more, it doesn't... I don't have the word for it. The right fit, if that makes any sense"

[Tyllia Demici]

"Sounds like a lot of trouble to go through. I've heard it said that some people used to simply make their own. Sounds a lot safer."

[Solork Tan]

"Huh" The idea catches him off guard. "I mean, if that's possible, maybe that would be best." He motions to his pack with tools poking out. "I like working with my hands. I've just never heard of that as an option"

[Tyllia Demici]

"Rather doubt you'd have the tools for it. I can't say I know the exact specifics of the process, but at the very least you'd need some serious and custom industrial-sized compressors, I'd say."

[Solork Tan]

"I absolutely do not have access to those. If I had those, I would not be here right now" Sol remarks dryly. "Point taken"

[Tyllia Demici]

"So, that option is out. Are you just going to wait around, hoping something falls into your lap? Or do you have some sort of plan?"

[Solork Tan]

"It will be as the Force wills it" the Gank replies earnestly, a tiny, more natural smile at the edges of his muzzle. "Yes, I know it's corny. But if I follow the signs, I'll be ready when the time comes"

[Tyllia Demici]

"It will be interesting to see if its will follows your own, but in my experience, the Force sometimes needs a little push to get you where you want to be. If you do come across any signs, though, I would be quite interested in joining you."