Obi-Wan landed on Cryonic, his Starfighter landing in the shadows.
Kenobi jumped out, his droid beeping. He looked up, flipping up his hood.
"Yes, R3," Obi-Wan murmured. "You'll be coming with me."
R3 got out of the Starfighter and beeped.
"I know," he whispered as they entered the city. "It's not safe. I know already."
Obi-Wan had his Lightsaber clipped to his belt. The Jedi Knight was ready for anything. Well, almost anything.
Kenobi stopped outside of the city and contacted Yoda.
"Master," Kenobi whispered, "what exactly did you need me to find?"
There was no response.
"Blast it!" Kenobi cursed and walked into the city cautiously.
Obi-Wan sighed, crouching down by his droid.
R3 made a confused beep.
"I do not feel confident about this planet, R3," Kenobi whispered. "I need to erase your data. Just our tactics and base locations."
R3 whimpered.
"But, I will keep one thing," Obi-Wan murmured, opening the data bank. "You remembering the Jedi."
Kenobi marked that R3 will remember the Jedi and deleted the tactics and base locations.
Obi-Wan knew how to restore all the data.
Obi-Wan walked into the city with R3 following behind him.
I have a bad feeling about this place. Obi-Wan thought as he and R3 walked into a bar.
"Can I help you?" the bartender asked.
Obi-Wan pulled a piece of paper out, showing a dirty blonde 15 year old girl.
"Have you seen a girl that looks like this? Ahh…I believe her name is Marixa." Obi-Wan asked, looking at the bartender.
"Hmmm…" the bartender thought for a minute, holding the paper up. "No, not for a long time."
Kenobi shot him a sharp look. "What do you mean not for a long time?"
The bartender shook his head. "Never mind," he said, "want a drink?"
"Sure," Obi-Wan murmured. "But not too strong, please."
The bartender nodded, grabbing a glass and went to get a drink for the Jedi.
When the glass was full, the bartender put a little sprinkle of spice in the drink.
It was a drug.
The bartender came back to Obi-Wan.
"Here you go." he told Kenobi.
The Jedi nodded. "Thank you."
"So," the bartender muttered, "what's a Jedi such as you doin' all the way out here on Cryonic?"
Obi-Wan put the glass down. "I've told you," he murmured, looking up at him. "I'm looking for the girl by the name of Marixa."
"Jedi business?" the bartender guessed.
Kenobi nodded. "Yes." he replied briskly.
"I wouldn't wanna get stuck in that, I tell ya."
Obi-Wan sighed and finished his drink.
He pulled 4 credits out of his pocket.
"Here."
The bartender nodded a Thank You and put the credits in his pocket.
"Come on, R3." the Jedi Knight murmured, walking out.