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Flying through hyperspace, Ahsoka meditates. Trying her best to accept the recent loses Gall Trayvis' betrayal causes and yet honor the memory of those taken; not to mention explore possibilities of rescue. Loses are part of any conflict but some can be made to be temporary and she owes it to her people to try.

Her thoughts are interrupted by a comm signal. Checking the codes, she sees it's the Spectre cell and so she calls over T4, her assistant droid, while pulling out the cloak. "Fulcrum protocols, Teefor."

"Very well, madame. Transferring voice control." T4 walks over to the holocomm projector and waits.

Turning back to the main controls of her ship, Ahsoka answers the call, her voice now distorted through the protocol droid's voice synthesizer, "This is Fulcrum."

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Hera's resting her head in her hands as she waits for the comm to illuminate. The news from the others, with no leads on Kanan and no way to access the Imperial network, had drained her more than she had expected. She hadn't quite realized how much she'd had riding on them finding something.

She lifts her head quickly when the hooded image lights up her cabin.

"Fulcrum, this is Spectre-2."