She smiled her normal smile at the man..

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> How about names to start off with? Mine is Athena. <!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

She knew better then to give a false name he would be able to read it on her face.

Sensing that he had been noticed, Malice grunted.

*Ohh well, so much for undercover. Looks like i need to get a bit closer*

Walking towards the bar, Malice slipped in between a group of rather large creatures. Entering the bar, this time he made sure he hid his presense within the force. So now they would not be able to feel him out or knw where he is. Sitting nxt to the big beasts he ordered a drink. Keeping an eye on Athena and Kahn however.

*Hmmm....keep thy enemies closer. Good thinking Athena, very good*

He grinned as he watched, sipping his whiskey.

"Nice to meet you, Athena. I'm Kahn."

Kahn didn't attempt to use a false name either. For one thing, Jedi did not decieve, and for another thing, he really didn't care if she knew his real name or not.

Gash stared out the window was an ominous glare. The JirenTech Research building was tall, tall enough he could see the building where Athena was- but nothing in detail enough to make him call off the intel operatives.

D31's head bent over, behind Gash, as he recieved a transmission. The droid replied in a croaky language, probably one step above binary code.

'Gash, you're not going to like this.'

"Tell me anyway."

'She's having a drink with someone.'

"And that is...?"

'Well, we're not sure, but we think it's-'

"Kahn."

The Jedi Master sensed the boy in the Force. Yes, Kahn was born on Tatooine, and so had reason to be there... Athena did not. That made Gash anxious to get her on her merry way.

'You don't think they're collaborating?'

Gash reached out in the Force, concentrating for a moment, before replying.

"No. I don't even think Kahn knows who she is. I'm going down there myself... you never know. I might find something useful to the RJO. If you see anything, contact me on my arm comm."

'Right.'

Athena was sitting there at the table when Kahn said his name.

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Thats a nice name really it is. <!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->


She took her drink in hand and then almost dropped it. she felt him... The Now Jedi and once comrade of hers from her and his time on Ziost. <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Gash<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->....

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Tell me Kahn do you know many people here? <!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

Malice grunted as he heard the two talk.

(Can this get anymore boreing. Come on Kahn, ask her the question that's burning inside your little jedi brain. I know you want to find out why she is here, and so do i so i can leave this stupid heat covered planet...)

His thoughts were cut short by a tremor in the force. He knew this force signature, not well but he knew it none the less.

(So, Gash is here as well. It seems fate had other reasons for bringing me here. I guess i will get my revenge)

He grinned as he finished his drink and continued to listen in on the conversation.

Kahn picked up the tremor as well, and recognized it as Gash Jiren. He didn't know what the Jedi was doing on Tatooine, but he figured that wasn't his concern....yet. The Knight also felt Malice again, and glanced around the bar for a moment, searching for the familiar figure. He couldn't pick him out without doing a more thorough search, and besides, the woman at the table was waiting for his reply.

"No, not many. This was my home planet, but I left it when I was two."

He didn't delve deeper than that into his past, preferring to acknowledge the part of his brain telling him to be cautious. Too much information could sometimes be dangerous.

Draclau.

The Jedi Master's eyes narrowed as he stepped out the door of the JirenTech Research facility. The Sith Knight he'd defeated some days back was, too, on Tatooine. Unconsciously, Gash's hand slid up his Solo-inspired shirt to the prosthetic implant he'd recieved in order to repair the nerve damage done by the demonic Sith's claw.

Gash continued out the door, in the general direction of Athena and Malice... and Kahn. The boy was likely in some sort of danger- if not from Athena, then from Malice. And if from neither one, then he soon would be.

Making his way to a nearby cantina, Gash ducked his head around a wall, moving cautiously. With little effort, he utilized the Force to strengthen his limbs and leapt onto the rooftop of the catina, surveying the ground below. Force intuition told him a small cafe in the distance housed all three.

A fight in a bar would cause too much collateral damage... and yes, Malice is out looking for a fight. Again, he's bitten off more than he can chew...

The Jedi Master called out quietly in the Force to Malice.

Come, Sith, come to your doom, if you seek it so boldly.

:: A Dark and Evil laugh tears through each of the Jedi's mind. They close their eye's and clinch their fists trying to brake free of the pain, as he continues the pain gets worse. Then he speaks ::

Leave them alone if you value your lives

:: Just then a Darkness creeps over the cantina engulfing it whole ::

Malice heard Gash through the force. He almost broke the table with anger from hearing that voice. But before he could answer back, a strong darkness seemed to blow over the cantina. Malice recognized the force signature, but he hadent felt it in a long time.

*So.....he's back. Things should get more interesting from here*

He stood up and sent force message to Athena.

*M'lady, i am sure you know that i was following you and why. But now things are about to change. You can feel the darkness as well as i can. and you know who it is right.....*

Malice left the last part blank for her to answer it. If Phantom was finally back, then a fight was almost sure to take place....so much carnage and blood shed, a sadistice grn leapt onto hs face.