Aboard the Strijela, Xanara's quarters... The Acolyte woman was sitting cross-legged on the deck, engaged in her usual meditation session, to focus her Force energy and maintain her command over the ever-difficult to maintain mental equilibrium necessary to apply her advanced mental Force powers safely, without unwanted sideeffects on herself. Suddenly, a comm terminal on her desk beeped with incoming call. Flicking the switch with the Force, she replied: "Yes?" - in a slightly annoyed tone, because of the interruption to her meditative session. Xanara nodded to herself, before replying: ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~