Location: Giaca
Ace caught Vera’s mutter, the corner of his mouth tugging faintly. His hand brushed his hilt again. The boredom wouldn’t last, not with the way he felt the Force stir around the area.
When Aris crouched, Ace shadowed his movement, eyes narrowing as he scanned the treeline. His muscles settled into that all too familiar coil just before a fight. Ace could feel his heart thumping in his ears and breathing increase, eager to jump into the fight.
Jane’s whisper had his head tilt her way. He followed the line of her gaze toward the massive trunks in the distance, lips pressing into a thin line. He didn’t doubt her, Jane was attuned to the Force in a way he'd never seen before.
“Nice. When it kicks off, you stay with me. Don’t go charging off alone.” He said, reiterating his statement from earlier. His voice wasn’t sharp, but there was steel under it, the kind of tone that didn’t leave much room for argument.
A soft chirrup sounded at his heel. Tic scrambled up onto a thick root, photoreceptor tilting as a thin cone of blue light flickered to life. The little droid projected a rough holomap of the treeline ahead: glowing outlines of humanoid shapes clustered around a larger mass, with distinct pulsing nodes where the metal signatures of droids gave them away.
Ace gave a short nod. "Yeah. That lines up."
Then his gaze tracked back to Aris, nodding once. "We can circle wide, use the trees for cover. Or we hit straight on and make it messy." He eased forward a pace, brushing a branch aside. "Either way, we're close enough. No more waiting."