Rafa and Occlus
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"The Rakata may be gone, but their records are not. Ten thousand years ago, the Esh-kha rampaged across the galaxy, slaughtering entire worlds. After they were finally stopped, the Rakata brought the last hundred thousand survivors here, to their prison planet, and put them in stasis. Some of my... compatriots got overzealous, and descended past the Republic layer to unearth the true dangers lurking here. They were eaten for their troubles. Quite gruesome, truly."

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"Sith."

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"To be fair, they had no idea what they were getting into. And it was almost as nasty a shock for the Republic as it was for them."

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"And what's the plan, now, then? Just kill every last one of them?"

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"Ha. Amusing as that might be, I have other things to do. I do not know what the larger plan to deal with them may be, and I do not care."

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"So why are you here?"

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"Records and stasis cells were not the only things the Rakata left behind here."

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"—ah."

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More walking. No Esh-kha evince themselves.

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She keeps her eyes and mind peeled anyway.

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The tunnel widens, and turns to finished stone, carved with strange glyphs. Occlus guides them confidently through, coming to a small room off the main corridor. A pillar rotates on a platform in the center, occasionally casting off strange yellow sparks.

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"What is this place?"

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"A Rakatan transportation system." She walks over to the wall and begins manipulating panels.

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"Oh, cool." She looks around for tunnels and railings.

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None in evidence.

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"—how does it transport things?"

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"Mysteriously, but effectively. Be quiet. I need to concentrate."

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Quiet it is.

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With a click, she locks the panels into place. The pillar speeds up, and the yellow sparks overhead become almost continuous. Occlus walks over next to it and beckons Rafa to follow.

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...okay...

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It's almost, but not quite, like a gentle constant static shock across her whole body.

"On my mark, touch the pillar. Are you ready?"

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"—er, yes?"

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"Then in three, two, one-" touch.

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Touch!

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TTZZZAP! In a flash of yellow lightning, the room-


-doesn't seem to change at all.

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