It’s taken me a week to process this. An entire week.
We’ve been moved off Voss. Everything is wrong.
A few days after Jerax and I got back from Corellia, back from visiting his family, the seventh was escorting Ihlrath and that bitch Alysen or whatever her name is to some fancy-ass Jedi or Voss temple. I don’t even know. They were taking that holocron that they found there for safe-keeping.
And we were ambushed on the way. Fucking Sith. And it was a total clusterfuck and Jerax… he panicked. Morgan had more in-field experience and he screamed for a retreat while still standing his ground and Jerax listened instead of stepping up and taking charge.
Morgan and Jayl were captured. Sargis and Lugah and Astor were injured, badly.
And that fucking bitch Alysen thought that her little glowbox was worth more than the lives of Morgan and Jayl. And she half got her way. They traded it for Jayl.
We didn’t get Morgan back. He’s gone. The Sith took him.
We’ll never get him back. I know what Sith do; all I have to to is ask Bald’s girl, still huddled in my cargo bay. Her eyes turned even more haunted when I told her what happened.
And she’s got a roommate now. Morgan’s girl Katalin didn’t take the news well. Obviously. She’s some little Jedi padawan but apparently she and Morgan had a little something going on the side. So now she’s in my cargo bay with Ty’nea, both with their little corners and their little bunks and crying themselves to sleep every night.
Jerax is a mess. I’ve never seen him like this. He completely blames himself for everything: the ambush, the captures, losing Morgan. I try to do what I can for him, but there’s only so much I can do. He’s not sleeping; when he does, he has nightmares.
And I feel horrible because I still have Jerax here with me. He’s not on the other side of the galaxy. He’s not been dragged off by Sith to an unknown end. But I don’t know how long that’ll last. Every day brings a fresh new hell and I’m terrified that one day soon I’ll be curled on my bed weeping along with Nea and Kat. I’ve half a mind to ask him to marry me; so he’ll know that even if that day comes, I wanted it to be forever with him. So he can have some security out here.
Maybe so I can have some, too.
And the Marran retreated to Tython. Ihlrath packed them all up off Voss to recuperate. Less than impressed with him right now; all he lost was a glowbox. He’s not answering his comm. Jerax needs strong allies right now and he took his jedi club and left.
I wish Bald was here. I wish Morgan was here.
I wish I never heard of Voss.