Star Wars : New Jedi

( Senate Building Starport 5 )

They soon set down on the indicated landing pad, one of nearly a hundred shuttles that lined the vertical portion of the port. Jan swung the Claw around so they faced outwards, pointing the landing hatch toward the waiting inspection team. Kyle waited for Jan to give the all-clear before hitting the button to lower the ramp.

He raised an eyebrow at what waited for them. Four guards and two scanning crew. Two to wait outside the ship, two to be on the inside, though that would make the Crow very crowded. "Hello," he said as he stepped down the hatch, lightsaber bumping his hip. "Before you guys begin, I do want to declare that I have weapons on my ship. They are currently powered down and in a locker, so if you want to have a look at them, I'll need to open it up for you."

"I am Officer Pezzel, Master Jedi." the lead guard said as he lowered his weapon and offered his hand in greeting. "I am sorry, we were not aware that you were on this ship as we were told to be ready to inspect a suspicious ship."

Kyle had read the news. There was no getting around it, too much evidence had piled up. "That's alright. With the war, you can't be too careful. And I didn't want to use my rank just because a friend asked me to make this delivery for him."

"Quite understandable sir, but we can expedite the process now," Pezzel offered.

But Kyle dismissed it. "No, you guys were sent to inspect the ship, so do so. Don't skip out on your jobs simply because I have a lightsaber." He stepped aside to allow them access to the ship, Jan still in the cockpit. "My pilot, Jan, isn't feeling too well. It's the events, you know. She's worried about her family, so please don't make a mess."

"I understand, Master Jedi." Pezzel said, the civilian trying not to mess up in front of the Jedi. "Begin the inspection, and make it quick!" He gave the order and stepped to be beside Kyle. "If I may, Master Jedi...?"

"Kyle, please. Call me Kyle." It was getting to be routine by now, so he didn't mind.

"So, um, Master Kyle", Pezzel looked nervous. "With the war on now, do you think we'll win?"

Kyle remembered the answer. Three years of fighting, the Republic replaced by the Empire.... He and Jan really needed to sit down somewhere private and talk things out, but they were committed to certain courses of action thanks to incomplete information. He had no idea how to explain his delivery to Senator Mon Mothma, rather than the older her who was in Republic Intelligence, and gave him orders on occasion.

Jan had left that in his hands, given that he wasn't shaking at the enormity of it all.

The Raven's Claw wasn't that big, so the inspection was over in minutes. With only his weapons that could be considered contraband, Kyle was given a pass thanks to his status as a 'Jedi'. Once that was done, Officer Pezzel ordered his men to move on to the next ship. "Master Kyle, there is a transport waiting on level two for people headed to the Senate Building. Were you going to head there, or return to the Temple first.

Kyle swore internally. The Temple! The kriffing Jedi Temple! How could he have been so blind! If there were any answers, the Great Library there would have them! "I'll make the delivery first," he said politely, not showing his inner turmoil. "Then we'll hop over to the Temple. Can you contact the flight controllers to let them know that?"

Pezzel was glad to be of assistance to the Jedi. "Of course, Master Kyle!"

"And please drop the 'Master' part!" Kyle said one last time, knowing it was useless. The people of this time really liked the Jedi, which was a far cry from when he was raised up, in the future. The Empire....

So many things to talk over with Jan. "Jan?"

"Yes Kyle?"

"I'm going to make the delivery, talk to Mon Mothma. Then we're going to go over to the Jedi Temple here on Coruscant." He yelled into the ship. "Do some research in the Library there about our thing, then we can make some plans. Is that alright by you?"

"I... Yes. That makes sense. Are you sure you want to talk to Mon Mothma?" He could hear her, but he couldn't see her.

"Yes. It'll give us some time to think. And knowing a Senator isn't all that bad." He put on a jovial voice for Pezzel, who was on his own Comlink, making arrangements for the Claw to relocate later. Jan's concern was definitely one to think about. They had announced that they had a delivery for the Senator when they arrived without knowing what was going on, and now they had to see it through, lest there be bigger problems.

Of course, problems were bound to arise when the Senator tried to open the crate, and either couldn't, or could and was confused by the contents. And this wasn't a problem that could be solved by violence.

He picked up the delivery crate, and followed Pezzel to a waiting passenger and cargo cart. He set it down and climbed into an empty seat beside a Rodian who only gave him the most cursory of looks before ignoring the human. The cart drove under the guidance of a droid to a larger terminal where Kyle was to transfer to the direct line to the Senate building.

And apparently Pezzel had called ahead to let people know he was coming, because some orderly was waiting for him to arrive to escort him to his next flight. "We do apologize for the inconvenience, Master Jedi" the completely non-descript orderly said as he tried to take Kyle's cargo away from him, only to be driven back by a sharp glare. "If I can be of assistance in any way?"

"You can stop getting in my way for starters," Kyle growled, putting just a little bit of the Force into . The orderly finally took the hint, and left him to his own devices.

Once he and his container were secured, he turned on his comlink. "Jan?"

"Kyle." Her response indicated she was still in the cockpit. "Is there a problem?"

"Nah, I'm just waiting, and I wanted to talk to you."

"Thanks," he could hear her wipe away some tears. "You alright?"

"I'll survive. I've got you, remember?"

"That's sweet." Jan replied. "So, you promised flowers?"

"Damn straight I did," Kyle grinned warmly, even though she couldn't see it. "You got any preference, or should I just get some from the Senate Building?"

"Whatever you can do," she said. "Something from home, maybe?"

Kyle remembered that Jan was from Alderaan, one of the many who were away from the planet when the Empire blew it up with the Death Star. "Done. I'll swing by the office of that Senator, use my amazing Jedi powers to convince him or her to tell me where I can get some, then come right back to you!"

Jan laughed. "You don't have to go that far Kyle."

"Yes, yes I do." He said softly. "We'll get through this."

"I know Kyle. So, um, I got a flight plan to go over to the Temple. Are you sure that's the right thing to do? I mean, it'll be full of Jedi, right?"

"What's one more Jedi, Jan? I'll be lost in the crowd, and no one will notice you. We can walk right in, see what the library has to say about Hyperspace Time Travel, and work from there."

"I hope so."

"So do I, Jan. But, uh, hey. I got to cut this short. I'm almost here."

"I'll watch out for the explosions," Jan joked. "That way I'll know you're on your way back."

"Come on Jan! Once!"

"I've followed the explosions and fire to where you are far more times than that."

"Name them." Kyle challenged, glad that Jan was back to joking with him.

"It would be easier to list the places you didn't blow up on your way out."

"Sorry Jan, really got to go. About to pull up."

"See you, Kyle." Jan cut the connection, and Kyle stood up from his seat. The captain of the passenger ship announced the Senate Building, and Kyle collected the delivery for Mon Mothma. Now for the hard part.

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( Office of Senator Mon Mothma )

That there was an unscheduled delivery wasn't something that would normally come to the young Senator's attention, especially with the newly declared war. But when follow-up enquiries from her staff had shown that it was a Jedi making the delivery in person, that changed. The Senator had been told, and appointments altered to accommodate the Jedi and his mysterious package.

All that was left was to wait, although Senator Mothma kept herself busy with reports and the usual busywork of her office. She just had to wait there, rather than go out for now.

Within an hour of the first alert, Senate Security reported that the delivery was coming up one of the lifts and the office was put into order. Everything was put into place, and the Senator was ready to receive their guest.

A muscled farmer walked in, carrying a case over his shoulder. The sheer improbability of his appearance stunned many of the people in the room, as they were expecting... well... not that. He locked eyes with the Senator and walked over to her.

"Senator Mothma. Kyle Katarn." He lowered the case to the floor, and she saw the lightsaber at his hip. "Sorry for all the fuss, but you wouldn't believe the paranoia everyone has right now." He looked around, seeing for the first time how everyone reacted to him. "Yes, I'm a Jedi! You can pick your mouths up off the floor now!"

"I'm sorry, Katarn," he didn't use a title, so she didn't use one either. "But when we were told to expect a Jedi, were were not expecting a..."

"Bantha Herder?" He replied with a grin. "I don't do the robes thing, well, I try not to anyways. So don't worry, I get a lot of that." He looked at the case. "Master Sky... Master Luke said to give this to you. It's locked, and I don't know the code. I'm sorry."

"Oh, don't be." She didn't remember meeting any Luke Sky in the Jedi order, but that didn't mean that it was impossible either. Or that they hadn't and this was being sent to her because she was a known figure in the Senate. "Please, thank Master Sky for me when you see him next."

"I will," Kyle said. "Actually, if I may impose?"

"Yes?"

"Could you direct me to the Senator from Alderaan? I'm supposed to pick up some flowers, and the request was for some from that world." To the Senator's eyes, the Jedi almost looked... embarrassed?

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