Garon reeled ever so slightly. He didn't expect a blank face to stare back at him. He certainly did not recognize the voice nor the face.

Good. Uh. Morning? Is it? He shook away the confusion he was feeling and tried to adopt a less rough tone. I think I'm lost. Do you happen to know the way out of here?

Hearing the lecture beginning, Kellen made his way over Micc'm to observe, waiting for a good moment to ask questions.

The faceless librarian tilts its head. "Documents about interstellar travel are available on any of the consoles. Printed texts on the subject are no longer kept as all available records have been transcribed into our databases," the voice says, responding to Garon's question.

"Before we begin," Micc'm states, "Do any of you have any specific questions related to the subject of astrogation, interstellar travel, or the 'Starsprite'?"

Rin begins to get a little frustrated. Looking through the information on the console is taking much longer than he thought it would, there is just so much there. [where are all these places, I'm sure they are familiar but nothing's getting my attention BLASTS]

Looking around the room again he watches as suddenly a green filled scene fills the middle of this strange room. Children stand before a Starfighter with a vaguely familiar and full colour man talking to them [Why is that one normal when all the rest of them are green... Very strange]

As Rin takes in the full scene before him he doubts the others belief that this is the library. [Looks a lot more like a hanger if you ask me, especially with that dam Starfighter in here] at this he returns his attention to the console, determined to unlock its secrets.

Garon waved off the strange Librarian's initial suggestions. No No. I Can't seem to get out of this Library. I can't even remember how I blasted got here.

As Rin takes in the full scene before him he doubts the others belief that this is the library. [Looks a lot more like a hanger if you ask me, especially with that dam Starfighter in here] at this he returns his attention to the console, determined to unlock its secrets.

Scanning over the incomplete Galaxy map Rin begins to pick out recognisable clusters, a couple of key places are very bright and well described. Other areas are dim, blurry or nonexistent. A couple of points slowly begin jumping out at the trained Navigator, points he doesn't recognise from anywhere in his broken memory. [Heck, thats a planet I'm sure I've never seen on a single star chart anywhere, or those two either. Those names seem faded and blurry, and yet their locations are as bright as any other... What the heck are they?]

"Hey Ren, check these out, that, that, that and those. I've never seen them, and I'm sure that's not because I can't remember, they are places uncharted, yet this Holocron has memories of their precise locations... Have you ever seen reference to them?"

Sonya watches the lecture along with the green younglings, (another lightsabre color) trying to pay attention enough to learn something. At times she slips into a fighting stance or starts doing some balance exercises.

Ren-Do looks at Xaramis for a while before answering. "In a manner of speaking, I suppose that description could help make sense of this. Or you could think of this as some sort of computer program you are unfamiliar with. And this place being the interface. But to be honest I have little recollection of ever operating a holocron such as this. Or, for that matter, any holocron at all. I belief they were reserved for the Jedi Masters to use, when needed."

He gives a slight, bemused smile. "Don't worry about this Xerites. There are theories on heaven and hell in many cultures. But if we can help you understand your gift better you will hopefully mature a bit and come to the same realization about life that so many others have before you. There is only the Force."

When Xaramis brings up the dark side the Cerean's face turns serious. "We should, perhaps, discuss this further at a more convenient moment. Right now we need to figure out what information we can from this place and see if we can understand it. I believe our horned friend over there has made new friends. Perhaps we should observe this?"

Feeling rather overwhelmed by this vision, but happy that Rin has found some locations to explore later, Ren-Do walks to the group of green people and observes them, silently for now.

The librarian tilts its head again. "You got here the same as the rest of us, padawan. You were chosen by the Force for a higher purpose in the Galaxy."

The librarian twitches a bit then continues. "Documents on interstellar travel can be accessed from any of the consoles."

Higher purpose?

Despite being a Padawan himself, Garon still had misgivings with the Jedi order. He couldn't begin to guess why the Force would be guiding him of all beings towards a greater purpose. After all, he was the big, brutish, Besalisk.

In any case, if this was a Holocron, it was clear to Garon that he was exhausting the limited capabilities of the Librarian protocol - and he had no interest on looking up star charts.

Well. Thanks anyway.

Dimly, he hear another vision or Gatekeeper offer lessons to some of the others, but Garon wasn't sure if he wanted to participate.

He had not lied to the Librarian, he really was lost.

Kellen raised his hand and the apparition of Micc'm nodded.

"Does the Starsprite have a hyperdrive? And how extensive is it's navigation database? And will we learn how to maintain and repair it? And...." Kellen's voice trailed off as the instructor looked at him and he realized he was a bit too enthusiastic and should now wait for some answers. Waking up after 4000 years in hibernation, his weakened connection to the Force and a Force vision were taking it's toll on Kellen's psyche and he felt almost like he was a young Padawan again.

Quartermaster Apprentice Micc'm looks startled for a moment when Kellen speaks. He looks around, confusion on his face, then sees him. "Ah, knight. Always happy to answer questions."

When Micc'm turns to focus on Kellen, the rest of the green and blue creatures disappear with a flicker of static, leaving the building, group, ship, computer banks, and book shelves. The ship looks oddly more solid and as though it's constructed from some sort of green crystalline material (to those who notice). "The Delta are planned to be a series of small patrol boats and fighter craft. The engine compartments aren't large enough for hyperdrives with today's technology. However, I've heard rumor that Kuat is developing hyperdrive rings for this line of ships. The navigation database is rather small, but coupled with an astromech droid through the astromech socket, it will be capable of so much more. And yes, you'll learn how to maintain and repair better than the best starport mechanic." He smiles and pats the hull. The ship makes a robotic clicking noise and vibrates lightly.

He frowns and looks at the Starsprite. "Which...where is the droid socket?...and what's that noise?"

Xaramis steps forward. "Master Apprentice Knight Sir, if I may, it sounds a lot like scrapcode binary from a badly handled astromech. I don't suppose that has anything to do with your rapidly corporealising starfighter does it?

Blast cursed Garon. Another dead end. He was growing tired of the limitations of the supposed Holocron. More so, the archives all had a common theme - a theme that interested the Besalisk very little.

He paused to consider his next course of action. As he allowed himself to calm down and think, he could hear the lectures of what he suspected was the Holocron's gatekeeper.

Blast it all! he grumbled. You win this time, Force!

Admitting defeat, he headed in the direction of the lecture.

What is that noise? I cant think straight Rin turns to the Ship and moves closer to try and decipher the strange mechanical noises coming from the depths of the familiar craft. It seems to be coming from the craft itself but where exactly he cant pinpoint

"Master should't there be a Droid socket on the wing of that craft? Is this a prototype or modified version?"

Kellen heard the sound of an astromech droid.

"Instructor Micc'm, would you mind if I found the astromech droid and had it help out with the ship?" Kellen asked politely.

Kellen looked around to find the droid and to try to coax it over to the starfighter.

Sonya had always felt relieved whenever a lecture ended and this was no exception. As the green and blue things faded, she looked for anything with a red glow.

Ren-Do looks interested in the fighter, but for him the exercise is more academic than practical. Never in his life would he be able to pilot this thing. It looked fast. "That noise, it seems to emanate from the ship. The volume and the binary nature seems to suggest some sort of an astromech droid, unless I'm mistaken," he says, walking up to the small craft and going around, looking for a way to climb up on the hull to look at the droid that has to be in the droid socket.

Before Micc'm can respond to the rapid fire questions, the "ship" comes to life with a mechanical groan and the sound of glass sliding against glass, transforming into a tall bipedal shape. Its head slides into place and two narrow slits open, revealing glowing red eyes. It glares at the group and warbles out in a voice of corrupted binary. Micc'm looks on it in horror just before it swats him to the side. When he collides with a wall in the library, the entire vision shakes as though rattled by an earthquake.

There's no hesitation. Tok's guns are out and firing before anyone else can even move. Janna's blast connects with the droid's shoulder, but he can't tell if it's actually done any damage. He acted too fast, however, and didn't line up the shot cleanly. The fire from Morra's muzzle misses the same shoulder by mere centimeters, instead connecting with the holocron's illusory ceiling. The area where the blaster bolt hits briefly fades away to blinding blue light, before the ceiling reappears.

"Stay behind me," Ren-Do shouts in a deep, baritone voice, stepping forward and reaching for his lightsaber. He is pleasantly surprised when the blue blade seems bright and strong. This is how I remember my blade. This is how it should be. He steps between the fallen Micc'm and the strange being, unsure of how exactly to proceed. Do I cut this? Is this a manifestation of the Dark Side in here? Or is this just a test?

He maintains his distance from the strange droid, swinging his lightsaber in a defensive pattern, forcing his opponent back. At least it seems sentient enough to be vary of my weapon. That's something I guess. Seeing the others draw their weapons Ren-Do performs an exaggerated overhand swing, drawing the attention to himself and away from the others.

Seeing the ship turn into the droid and attack the quartermaster gives Sonya a clear goal. She fluidly draws her lightsabre and leaps to attack, rolling behind the droid and slicing its leg causing sparks to fly as some wiring burns and shorts out.

"This is my first saber from Devaron," she says looking at the blade.

Kellen leapt forward his lightsaber in hand - his master's lightsaber - and came down with a powerful over head strike slicing deep into the droid but he'd over exposed himself and the droid spun knocking Kellen off balance and sprawling to the ground.

Garon resigned himself to participating in the lectures of this Gatekeeper. As he loped his way towards the congregation, he saw the silhouette of the ship transform into a sinister droid. The droid bared its guns in the direction of the others and open fired. A fire lit within the Besalisk.

Almost in an animalistic manor, he began to charge in the direction of the transformed droid.