"Quite a transition, for a grizzled soldier..." an old familiar voice spoke. "Moisture farming... so not you..."
Flint Jaegar turned away from the moisture vaporator he planted into the soil dug away from the coarse sand, to face his old Commanding Officer.
"Admiral..." he saluted.
"At ease... you aren't under my command anymore..."
Jaegar lowered his mechanical arm. "You're a long way from the core worlds..."
"I would not have come if it was not an urgent matter, believe me Jaegar."
Jaegar lowered his head. "I don't do that sort of work anymore, Admiral...". He turned and knelt down continue tweeking with the moisture vaporator planted into the soil. As soon as the lights on the meter begun flashing, he flicked the lever and the vaporator plunged its legs into the earth to lock into place.
"I knew you would say that..." the Admiral smirked. Jaegar huffed.
"You came all the way out here just to hear me say that?"
The Admiral walked forwards, and stopped to admire Jaegar's handy work. He followed him to the next marked spot. Farming for water was no easy task, especially on Tatooine.
"I came all the way out here to make you an offer, Flint." he reached into his Jacket, and pulled out a datapad. He handed it to Flint. His prosthetic eye glowed brighter.
"...you found her..."
"We can grant you full custody, Flint. We can offer you and her a better life."
"...and what if she doesn't want to see me?" he looked up at the admiral. Jaegar's prosthetic eye, although expressionless, could somehow project his grief and sorrow.
"I'm offering you a second chance. The rest is up to you." The admiral stated.
Jaegar hesitated... breathed a heavy sigh. Then looked back up at the Admiral with fierce determination.
"What's the mission?"
PRESENT DAY, TYTHON
The meeting had already begun. Jaegar and the Admiral were still lightyears away from Tython. So they had to make due with the virtual presence of holograms broadcasted from their ship, to take their place during the meeting.
The Jedi were already aware of this, and were very accommodating. After all, they needed all the help they could get. As soon as the meeting is adjourned, and Jaegar is briefed, then they should be able to rendezvous with the team.
The admiral had already filled in some of the basic details regarding the retrieval of Master Voleran and the classified data - but there was obviously more to it than that.
"I want both Voleran and our information back in one piece. Alive, not the alternative."
Which was more important was the real question - was the sensitivity of such information more important than the life of a Jedi? Or the other way around? Jaegar knew from experience It cannot work both ways.
"When was he last seen? Do we have any leads?" Jaegar gruffly spoke from his projection.