Kyra Banks stuck her head from around the corner. She narrowed her eyes at the door, then turned to the woman. "What is it, Shmi?" she asked.
Shmi Skywalker looked out a small window for a moment before turning to the young Jedi. "There was a man here looking for you."
Kyra's eyes widened. "Here? Are you sure he wanted me?"
"I'm not sure, but he described you. And he didn't look like he was from here. Had a Core accent."
"What did he look like?"
"He was a little taller than you. Light brown hair, blue eyes, and he didn't look too much older than you. He was wearing a poncho." Shmi looked out the window again and suppressed a shudder. "He had the strangest eyes. He was so young, but it was like he had infinite wisdom. He had this look in his eyes that looked like he had lost part of his soul or something." She turned to Kyra. "Much like you."
Kyra studied the Skywalker woman for a moment. "Perhaps he was a Jedi."
"He said he was some kind of law enforcer. Said you were in danger."
The Padawan thought for a moment. "I will go to him." She held up a hand as Shmi began to protest. "I have reason to believe that he may mean me no harm. Where is he staying, do you know?"
Shmi sighed. "A motel near the big shipyard. But you can't go! You don't know if he really is a Jedi or not! You could be wrong!"
"And if I'm right? I could miss out on my only chance to be rescued. I could miss the chance to retrieve my Master as well. I'm going to see him, Shmi. Tonight when its dark."
For the rest of the day Shmi tried to talk Kyra out of going, but the Jedi wouldn't listen to her pleas. She had the idea stuck in her head that this stranger was a Jedi who had been sent to find her. And she wasn't about to miss out on her only chance of rescue.
After the suns had set and the city was dark, Kyra pulled her cloak over her head and began to sneak through the city. She had her lightsaber with her, just in case. But she also had a vibroblade, so the lightsaber was an absolute last resort. She managed to get up to the motel without being hindered however. For a long moment she hid in the shadows across the street, studying the building. She stretched out with her senses, but felt no danger. So she flitted across the street, crossing it in seconds.
She pressed her back against the wall, and slowly made her way up to a door where she felt the most familiar life signature. She had felt it at the house, so she assumed it was the man. She got up to the door, then took what looked like a small box out of her pocket. She put it up to the door's lock, and it whirred and unlocked. She smiled at her own ingenuity and slowly opened the door.
She peeked inside, but the room was too dark to see. She stretch out her senses again, but felt no danger. There was, however, another feeling that seemed to haunt the room. Grief and pain seemed to fill the room ever so slightly. She frowned, but stepped inside, her hand on her lightsaber hilt, just in case. She found a light switch, and pressed it.
The room suddenly burst into light, temporarily blinding her. When her eyesight recovered, she saw the sleeping figure on the bed stir. He turned over and blinked at the light. His sleepy eyes fell on Kyra, and he suddenly leaped from the bed, a lightsaber suddenly in his hands.
Kyra activated hers, and he saw the surprise in his blue eyes. He lowered his weapon and shut it off. Kyra soon followed suit.
"Kyra Banks?" he asked, in a heavily Core accented voice.
She nodded, eyeing the shirtless man. "And you are?" she asked, deciding he had the body of a Jedi, at least.
"Obi-Wan Kenobi," he said with a polite nod of his head.
She smiled. "You here for me? To save me?"
He nodded. "Yes."
She shook her head, causing him to give her a confused look. "I can't leave without my Master."
"I thought he was dead."
"He is, but I want to retrieve his body. If I don't get it back, the gangs will only leave it out for Tusken Raiders to feed on."
Obi-Wan grimaced at the thought of the savage desert nomads picking at the Jedi's remains. "Yeah, that'll be bad." He shook his head. "Do you have any idea how to get his body back? Do you even know where it is?"
Kyra nodded slowly. "I know where he is. And I know I can get him back." She eyed Obi-Wan again. "And I think my odds just got better now that you're here to help me."