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Chapter Thirty-Four

Kamino was a ball of swirling blue and grey. He could make out white flashes of lighting dancing across the surface as it hung in space.

"So that's Kamino...Doesn't look like a nice place to visit does it Arfour?" The response was a series of sad whistles and anxious long drawn out beeps. The Knight hid a smile. It was clear that R4-P17 had been spending far too much time with R2-D2 though Arfour was much less braver and daring than his older astromech brother-in-arms Artoo. "Well the clue has led us here. Let's drop the ring and head on down. Broadcast a signal down to the planet informing them of who we are." A flat beep was issued and again Obi-Wan smiled. That particular beep meant that Arfour would do it, but he wasn't happy about it.

For a moment his Delta-7 Aethersprite-class light interceptor hang weightless as it was freed from the ring that allowed the fighter to travel through hyperspace. Then Arfour kicked the engines on and Obi-Wan felt the fighter rocket forward down to the planet. Luckily Kamino seemed to be feeling friendly as they were beaming back coordinates for Obi-Wan to safely travel through the never-ending storm and land at the biggest cloning facility on the planet.

'Time to see if I can solve at least part of this puzzle.'

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"Welcome Master Jedi. We have been expecting you." Obi-Wan was so relieved at being inside where it was dry that at first he didn't really pay attention to the being that greeted him. When he did notice, he was surprised that he hadn't noticed before.

It was female, taller than even Qui-Gon who was one of the taller Jedi Masters. Her skin was white, shinning a little under the lights and seemingly matching the white of the walls, floors, and ceilings. Maybe white had some special meaning...Or it was simply the most clinical color in the galaxy which it that case it made perfect sense since the Kaminoans were Cloners.

"I am Taun We. This way please. The Prime Minister is waiting." Taun We's long neck swayed a little, the Kaminoan equivalent of a placid smile on her face.

"I am not sure I understand."

"The Prime Minister will explain all."

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The Prime Minister turned out to be a male Kaminoan. Distinguishable from Taun We only by tufted hair forming a small strip down the middle of his head and his darker robes. "This is Prime Minister Lama Su and this is Jedi Master..." The placid smile dropped from Taun We's face for just a moment when she realized that she didn't know the Jedi's name. Obi-Wan noting the lapse quickly jumped in.

"Obi-Wan Kenobi."

"A pleasure to meet you Master Kenobi. Please..." Lama Su waved a vague hand and slowly an egg shaped chair descended from the ceiling. It matched the chair Lama Su returned to, but swung much lower so as to allow the smaller human male to sit more comfortable.

'Humans are odd' Lama Su mused to himself as he observed the Jedi taking his seat. Their small forms with hair spouting from seemingly every part of their body made them far from noble or graceful in the eyes of the Kaminoan leader. Then again humans were often the first to seek their skills as Cloners. Usually when confronted with death.

The Prime Minister discreetly shook his head free of such thoughts. The Kaminoans were not philosophers. As a whole they were businessmen and scientists. "You will be pleased to know two hundred thousand units are already finished and ready to be shipped out with a million more on the way." A proud smile graced Lama Su's face. "You may tell your Master that the order will finished in full and on time."

Confusion and even fear started to fill Obi-Wan. Quickly he gathered up the fear and released it into the Force. Pictured it blowing away like dust. He focused on his training, schooling his face into polite curiosity. "Order?"

"Yes. We were worried when we did not hear from the Jedi Order for some time."

"Yes...Matters have taken our attention elsewhere," the Negotiator said dismissively as though the order that had been placed had no real meaning or importance. "Yes the Council decided that it was time to check on the order. Please remind me who placed the order." Obi-Wan kept his face calm even as his mind worked furiously to gather all the pieces and put them together.

"Why Jedi Master Sifo-Dyas of course. He placed the order ten years ago. I trust he is still on the Council." Shock ran through Obi-Wan like fingers of ice dragging across his skin. Sifo-Dyas was a name that echoed through the Order. He had become somewhat of a legend. A Master that had more layers than any other Jedi before him. His death was still in many ways a mystery.

"I am sadden to tell you that Jedi Master Sifo-Dyas died ten years ago...Shortly after placing the order." He wasn't lying then. Sifo-Dyas had vanished only weeks before his sudden death.

"Oh..." Lama Su's shoulders dropped a little. "Well that helps explain a little why it was so long since we heard from the Jedi." He shook himself free. The order had been placed and paid for. Now it just needed to filled and sent out.

Obi-Wan frowned. Ten years ago had been the blockade of Naboo by the Trade Federation. A mission that had seen him and Qui-Gon coming up against the first signs of the Sith in centuries. Signs that had nearly cost his Master his life. Maybe that was why not much thought had really been given to the death of Sifo-Dyas. It was when the changes and upheaval of the Jedi Order began.

"Did my Master say what the order was for?"

"But of course." Lama Su sounded a bit offended that a customer might not be clear on why they needed so many clones. "He said that the Council was placing the order on behalf of the Republic. The clones are to form an army for the Republic." His longs fingers gestured as with few words Lama Su painted a picture that dragged icy fingers down Obi-Wan's skin again. "But that can be more fully explained later and in more detail. I am sure that you are eager to see our progress and check to make sure that everything has turned out to your liking so far."

"That's why I am here...I guess. My mission details were never fully fleshed out for me." Obi-Wan stole one of Anakin's quirks as a teenager and carelessly shrugged his shoulders. Lama Su and Taun We he sensed were fast becoming cautious of him. They had noted his questions were not the questions of one who was fully informed. Obi-Wan hoped that his careless shrug and flimsy excuse would mask his true lack of knowledge and convince the pair of Kaminoans that he had not been fully informed about his mission to the planet.

It seemed to work. Lama Su stood, his chair retreating back to its slot within the ceiling. Obi-Wan copied him, standing as well. "Then come. I am most excited for you to see all that we have done."