Hangar Bay

Ander frowned at Nathan's question, shrugging casually. "I couldn't say. I was gone long before Dav took her up as a student." Ander was answering him honestly, though he felt a pang of guilt hit him. Alexis had approached the fleet some weeks before, after her Force Bond with Dav was severed. They had spent the night together in Ander's quarters on board the Basterd's Hand. Their emotional conversing had led to drinking, which had led to them sleeping together. If Nathan had any sort of emotional relationship with Alexis before, such a revelation could prove detrimental to his relationship with Nathan. He hoped it wouldn't be so. Ander tucked his feelings away for the time being, focusing his attention on Jakob for a moment. Before answering the man's question, Ander drew his datatablet from its pouch on his belt and checked for new reports and messages. There were several from GALSAF's battalion-level leadership; updates regarding the current state of operations on the moon's surface.
"It looks like we'll be ready to pack things up sometime tomorrow. Debris clearing is going well, though I'll have to find out from the Jedi what they want done with it. If they don't have any plans for the mess, I'd like to pack it up and take it with us. Most of the debris we're finding can be recycled and reused for new materials." One of GALSAF's primary functions was to locate resources for local populations in need. Materials such as metals, wiring and fuel cells could be reused to build habitation structures and repair vessels and equipment for those unable to afford the materials themselves. Ander attempted to reach Jedi Master Rawkill on the same comm frequency he'd used before. @rawkill, this is Ander Tagira. My units have amassed a lot of the debris left over by the conflict here. Some of it belongs to Mandalorian forces, others the Jedi. If you have no use for the remains left by Jedi assets, I'd like to take it with us. We can have it processed and used for populations in need on other worlds. Get back to me when you can. Ander closed the comm channel and looked back to Jakob. "In the meantime, make me a list of any resources or supplies you might need to train our Force Sensitives. If you plan on constructing lightsabers, we'll have to find crystals elsewhere, but we can provide power cells and metals. You'll also have access to training equipment. I remember enough of my own days as a Jedi to have an idea of what you might need, but let me know of anything you want."

*After having been dismissed by Ander, and the rest of the lot going off on their own, Crystaall only began to over the list Ander had given her on Force-Sensitives in GALSAF. She skimmed through it an nodded at Zimmy as the boy went to converse with Jakob. Other thoughts began to turn in her head, but she shook them off quickly, trying to ignore them. The list was pretty large, but she knew that the training would go slow and steady, just enough time to help everyone on that list. Her only fear was no the fact that GALSAF was bad, but that some of its members might have joined for a wrong cause. Maybe she was just paranoid, but some who gained power or had the ability to gain more power, could not stop themselves from trying to get more than needed. She was even more paranoid that she would teach an older commando and have them lose control of the Force. Crystaall could only hope Ander knew these risks as she put away the data pad and began to break apart one of her lightsabers through the Force. She looked at its inner workings with care and stared at the purple crystal in between all the metal. It shinned brightly and a she felt her heartbeat rise as she quickly put it back together. Her soul was getting darker by the day, and all Crystaall could do was hope that she could hide it from everyone. Everyone except Leftenant Hadrix.*

After all this time he had no memory of her? Alexis winced as that hurt more than she'd thought herself capable of feeling again since her Force Bond with Dav had snapped. Nathan looked like he'd been bumming around the galaxy and drowning himself at the wrong end of a long series of bottles.

She flicked a glance at Ander, then knew for certain that he did not know of her relationship with Nathan Malreaux. This further confirmed that he had not looked at the slim red volume she had dropped on the floor of his quarters in the Basterd's Hand before leaving. In addition to this, he had not informed Nathan of how the two of them had met. And it was a good thing for him that this was the case.

"My input?" she repeated more quietly than normal, the only indication of how upset she was aside from what a look into her eyes would have revealed.

As a result of Nathan's abrupt departure from Yavin, she had almost fallen to the Sith. And now he was calmly standing here and telling her that he had no memory of who she was. Without even thinking, she drew back and struck out at him in a slap that had years of sorrow, abandonment, and even anger behind it. Though, even as she realized what she'd done the anger had already dissipated to be replaced with sadness. Alexis stumbled and then collapsed into the larger male, crying silently with her arms wrapped tightly around him.

Finally, she did attempt to answer his question,

"I called to you across half a galaxy, Nathan Malreaux. You found me on Nar Shaddaa, rescued me from certain death, and took me as your padawan---then you disappeared with no warning."

She swallowed hard and finally looked up at him, deep brown eyes swimming with unshed tears, even as the light reflected off the streaks already running down her face. "You were my father and my brother and my friend---eventually I refused to believe you were gone, though...if you are here now, you might already know that."