Jocasta Nu had been bursting with anticipation all day. For four whole
days, she had been pondering Qui-Gon's partner, and couldn't come up with a
single idea to who he might be. The Council must have decided that Qui-Gon
wasn't stable enough to go to Melida/Daan on his own. After all, he hadn't
been back there in nearly twenty years, and the last time he went, Obi-Wan
had left him. The poor boy was only 15 at the time, but Jocasta Nu could
remember sensing the strength of the Force filling the young man. When Qui-
Gon had decided not to go back for Obi-Wan, the Jedi had lost a valuable
asset. Jocasta Nu had no doubt that Obi-Wan would have become an excellent
Jedi. A sudden thought hit the Jedi Master:
What if she was wrong about her previous idea? What if the Council had sent Qui-Gon along because his partner would be unstable on Melida/Daan?
Jocasta Nu shook her head. What ever had made her think of that? The only one who would be more unstable on the planer than Qui-Gon would be Obi-Wan Kenobi himself. But Obi-Wan hadn't been part of the Order for twenty years.
Had he?
**
"Master Jedi," bowed a man waiting in the intelligence room. He was tall, like Qui-Gon, with sandy brown hair and brown eyes. The man wore glasses and donned a uniform consisting of a white shirt and blue pants. He stretched his hand out unsteadily. Obi-Wan shook it.
"I am." the man trembled, "Bend Caniba. I'm the secretary to the Head of Intelligence, Chifni Ravat. He's waiting for you in his office. This way," he said, gesturing for the Jedi to follow. They were led to a spacious office in the back of the room. Chifni Ravat was waiting for them.
"Obi-Wan Kenobi! Your name is like gold in our history books. It is a pleasure to meet you!"
The two Jedi bowed.
"A pleasure to meet you as well, Mr. Ravat. We'd like information on all of the attacks that have been happening over the past year." Obi-Wan said.
"Of course you do. Wait a moment while I load these reports to a holofile for you."
"And while you're doing that, perhaps you could explain why you suspect Rotna 5 of plotting these attacks?" asked Qui-Gon.
"Rotna 5 had become infamous for its numerous explosive devices and hate groups. Most of the moon has been damaged in attacks. We tried to lend a hand about two years ago by sending security troops over, but all but one of our men were killed. The remaining officer recalls men dressed in black cloaks. He could not see their faces or provide a more detailed account due to his position at the back of the lines."
"So now you fear that the terrorists have turned on you," stated Obi-Wan.
"Yes. Many of our people have been killed in these attacks," said Chifni Ravat sadly as he handed the holofiles and photographs to Obi-Wan.
"Thank you, Mr. Ravat. We will do what we can with these."
The twp Jedi bowed and left the room. Obi-Wan sifted through the pictures before handing them to Qui-Gon. Many depicted broken rubble from the Halls of Evidence, but others showed twisted metal and carnage. Still more showed enormous black scars on neighboring buildings.
"I wonder if they've ever prevented an attack," Qui-Gon murmured, his eyes still fixed on the pictures in front of him.
"I think that we should go to some of the sites of the attacks. None of these pictures tell us what could have been used to destroy the buildings," Obi-Wan suggested.
"Perhaps a clue may be found in these reports," Qui-Gon said, his blue eyes concentrated on the holofiles.
"Perhaps."
What if she was wrong about her previous idea? What if the Council had sent Qui-Gon along because his partner would be unstable on Melida/Daan?
Jocasta Nu shook her head. What ever had made her think of that? The only one who would be more unstable on the planer than Qui-Gon would be Obi-Wan Kenobi himself. But Obi-Wan hadn't been part of the Order for twenty years.
Had he?
**
"Master Jedi," bowed a man waiting in the intelligence room. He was tall, like Qui-Gon, with sandy brown hair and brown eyes. The man wore glasses and donned a uniform consisting of a white shirt and blue pants. He stretched his hand out unsteadily. Obi-Wan shook it.
"I am." the man trembled, "Bend Caniba. I'm the secretary to the Head of Intelligence, Chifni Ravat. He's waiting for you in his office. This way," he said, gesturing for the Jedi to follow. They were led to a spacious office in the back of the room. Chifni Ravat was waiting for them.
"Obi-Wan Kenobi! Your name is like gold in our history books. It is a pleasure to meet you!"
The two Jedi bowed.
"A pleasure to meet you as well, Mr. Ravat. We'd like information on all of the attacks that have been happening over the past year." Obi-Wan said.
"Of course you do. Wait a moment while I load these reports to a holofile for you."
"And while you're doing that, perhaps you could explain why you suspect Rotna 5 of plotting these attacks?" asked Qui-Gon.
"Rotna 5 had become infamous for its numerous explosive devices and hate groups. Most of the moon has been damaged in attacks. We tried to lend a hand about two years ago by sending security troops over, but all but one of our men were killed. The remaining officer recalls men dressed in black cloaks. He could not see their faces or provide a more detailed account due to his position at the back of the lines."
"So now you fear that the terrorists have turned on you," stated Obi-Wan.
"Yes. Many of our people have been killed in these attacks," said Chifni Ravat sadly as he handed the holofiles and photographs to Obi-Wan.
"Thank you, Mr. Ravat. We will do what we can with these."
The twp Jedi bowed and left the room. Obi-Wan sifted through the pictures before handing them to Qui-Gon. Many depicted broken rubble from the Halls of Evidence, but others showed twisted metal and carnage. Still more showed enormous black scars on neighboring buildings.
"I wonder if they've ever prevented an attack," Qui-Gon murmured, his eyes still fixed on the pictures in front of him.
"I think that we should go to some of the sites of the attacks. None of these pictures tell us what could have been used to destroy the buildings," Obi-Wan suggested.
"Perhaps a clue may be found in these reports," Qui-Gon said, his blue eyes concentrated on the holofiles.
"Perhaps."