An Ex-council member of the Ziost Empire that had now merged with TNSO the newest Knight of the Order...


...Athena had made her own way to Tatooine. This sun beaten planet was something new to this elegant city sith. She thought that she might learn something from these ruffiant civilians. She made her way into the nearest city. Dressed down for her she was in Tan pants and a white shirt. Her hair tied up and away from her face. Her normal black boots and gloves adorned her feet and hands. She wore no make-up or jewels. Odd for Athena. Although she didnt carry her saber she had her whip and a blaster on her at all times.

She made her way into a shop where she noticed many different people looking at garments and other objects. As not to stand out she picked and looked at somethings. The cold Air of the shop hit her sun and sand beaten face and skin. She thought to herself...

<font color=silver>Why the hell am I here? Why did I bother going here and thinking I would learn anything? </font>

Kahn had decided to take another trip back to Tatooine, his home planet. As soon as he stepped out of the shuttle he remembered the burning sands and blazing twin suns quite well. However, he made his way to Mos Espa, in search of someone who could yield to him any information on his mother...or his father, whom he knew nothing about. But when he walked past a shop, something shifted in the Force. The Knight was dressed in typical desert-like clothing, his saber hidden beneath a cloak. Silently, he entered the shop, wondering what the disturbance had been.

OOC: Hope you don't mind me joining.

It was a rarity, but at this point, Gash was actually in the brand-new building in Mos Eisely, which housed his research company, JirenTech. The hot Tatooine suns beat down through the transpaisteel window, and even the cooling systems turned up to full couldn't shake off the heat it gave off, entirely.

Gash, for once not in his formal robes, but instead in a new Corellian style derived from Han Solo's wear, finished drawing the diagram for the new JirenTech battledroid, the Panther, sitting back slowly. For one, he was boiling hot; for another, he couldn't believe he'd let Garric convince him into wearing clothes which fit a smuggler, more than a Jedi.

D31, apparently unbothered by the sun and the sand, marched into Gash's office and plunked down in one of the cushy seats- a rather un-droid-like action. But D31 wasn't very droid like.

'One of our guys down in spaceports thinks there's someone here you might take an interest in.'

Gash stood up stretching muscles aching from an hour's lathargy. "Who might that be?"

'Well, she's not wearing any of that makeup, or any of those jewels we're used to seeing her in, but-'

"Athena." Gash said. He was familiar enough with the Force presences of his old comrades that he could pick them out easily enough.

'Why do you need your damn intelligence ops anyway? You can just pick everyone out with the Force.'

"I don't like trivializing the Force... I wasn't even really looking. But Athena's presence tends to jump out, to me, at least."

'And?'

"Just watch her. From far away. She's dangerous, and I'm even more so, but two Force users fighting in a city is rather destructive. I don't want her knowing we're watching."

'Right.'

Athena was still within the shop as a man walked in. She looked up as the twin suns beat into the open windows. She quickly analized what she saw. The man was dressed in typical desert-like clothing. She being a weapons specialist by training looked him up and down for a weapon. She could only draw the conclusion that he was hidding one under the cloak.

Athena smiled after figureing out what the man was doing here and then she noticed it was her. Athena hide her force signature from the Man she could see. Then slipped her blaster down into her hidden boot holster. She would have to move out of the shop soon.

She slid past two customers missing the chance to pick up on some nice wallets. She pushed the doors the the shop open and she moved out into the twin burning suns.

Her violet eyes shined in the sun light. She moved her way farther into Mos Eisely and into the nearest Bar.

Kahn frowned slightly as the Force prescence vanished. He realized that whoever it had been must have noticed him and found reason to get away from the Knight. Silently, he recalled a part of all Jedi Training at the Academy. It involved sifting through what the eyes had seen but the mind had not registered. He remembered seeing a girl, she had left soon after he had entered the shop. She must be it. The Jedi made his way to the nearest Bar, figuring that was where he would have gone if he were trying to get away from someone. But this time, he masked his Force signature as well, just in case.

Athena sat at the bar faceing the door. As she watched she saw him enter about 5 mins after she did. She knew he would look for her here. She noticed him looking around, although she didnt give him enough time to see her exact features she had seen his. The five mins that it took him to get to the bar, gave Athena the needed time to fix her makeup. This would alter what he had seen of her. She took a glass of wine the normal thing she drank.

Her force signature was now hidden to him although her old commrades of the Ziost Council could find her and one of the Elders from her new Order. Lord Snack could trace her.

She left her seat and walked right up to him...

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Hey there...care to join me?<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

Her naturally Violet eyes where a deadly Crimson Red. Although it matched her brown and blond hair perfectly. She looked totally natural and shouldnt give off any signs of warrning...Unless you knew her and her talents.

She motioned to an empty table. Athena thought it was best to keep the ones you were looking for in line so that they are not looking for you...

Standing on the oposite street of the bar, Malice kept a watch. Not wanting to go in for fear of being noticed. He had been ordered by the council of TNSO to watch her. So they sent him after her to this burning hell hole of a planet.

*Why did i come here....she's a good enough fighter and can take care of herself. Damn that council. I should have gone someplace else, somewhere more cooler*

He too kept his force signature hidden. Wearing a white cloak to conceal him he stood in the shadows, white didn't exactly blend in with the brown clothes the natives wore. He could sense Kahn in the bar as well. Now he would have to keep a close eye on Athena. The council didn't want her to get into any trouble and possibly get hurt. He thought they probably had a plan for her to do.

OOC:Hope noone minds if i join in.

Kahn was surprised as the woman approached him, and for a moment his eyes flickered with suspicion. But then, if this was the one he had sensed, there was no reason he could not do as she asked; so long as he kept his guard up. The Jedi Knight took a seat at the table, the woman doing the same.

"Thank you for inviting me to sit with you, m'lady. Do you live here, or are you just passing through?"

Kahn could tell by the look of her that she probably didn't live on Tatooine. Her skin was too fair, not the sunburned, rough look that most girls had on the planet of the twin suns. He felt something familiar in the Force for a moment, something other than the trace he was following. He glanced around, picking out one figure in the shadows. Malice. Ignoring him, Kahn awaited the stranger's reply.

Athena had noticed Malice as she made her way into the bar before the Jedi had followed. She thought to herself.
<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> ~ What the hell is he doing here? I guess the Council doesnt trust me yet. Oh well...~<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

She looked at the man as she took her seat.

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> <!--EZCODE BOLD START--> No I do not live here. My ship is being repaired and I meet up with this thin<!--EZCODE BOLD END--><!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

She pointed at a Man was a face first in his food from drinking to much liquor...

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> <!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Hes not much and now hes no good to me. So I was waiting for someone to help me out with some conversation. And you just happen to be the next person to walk threw the Bar door.<!--EZCODE BOLD END--><!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

Something seemed wrong about this woman, something telling Kahn to be careful, though he couldn't put his finger on it. He remained on guard, though physically he looked relaxed. He smiled at the woman.

"Well, I'm always open to meet new people. What exactly did you have in mind as a topic of conversation?"