Title: Jedi Temple Training - Searching
Author: Me :o)
Rating: G
Archive: If WAAS wants it, WAAS can have it. Anywhere else, please ask. I probably won't say no.
Feedback: Absitively
Spoilers: None.
Warnings: This is seriously un-beta'd. Read at your own risk.
Disclaimers: waves hand in Jedi-like fashion I'm /not/ the author you're looking for....heh ;o) Yes, yes, George own's em. I'm just playing.

Summary: Wes and Hobbie miss their friend and the search ensues. Part 7 in the Jedi Temple Training Series.
Thanks: Um...none for this one, methinks..
"Wow. Coruscant used to be pretty nice way back when. Guess the Empire screwed things pretty royally," Wes Janson observed as the moving walkway carried him and his companion, Derek 'Hobbie' Klivian, along.

Hobbie, too preoccupied with scratching various body parts, barely heard him. "Man these things itch. How does Corran stand them?"

"Hrm? Oh, the uniforms." Wes shrugged. "He's mostly in a flight suit these days, but he says one gets used to it after a while."

"I can't believe you don't itch..."

"I sleep naked. You'd be surprised at how many types of fabric I've had to rub against."

"I don't think I wanna know."

Mercifully, they arrived at the end of the walk and hitched an air-taxi. They were deposited on the doorstep of the Jedi Temple and gazed up, and up, and up...

Hobbie's look was as mournful as ever. "Luke never mentioned that this place was this big. We'll never find her in here."

"I don't think even he knew. But let's get going. I only hope that Grinder's slicing job works. It was risk, all three of us coming here."

They wandered up to the entrance, handed over their identification and did the requisite eye-scans. They were in!

The foyer was very, very large. Both Rogues gazed around helplessly. Hobbie sighed and pouted. "We are never going to find her in here."

A new voice startled the pair. "Good day, gentlemen. I trust your journey was agreeable?"

Both turned to face the dark skin tones and intelligent eyes of Mace Windu. The Jedi Master was smiling politely at the pilots. If he noticed the distinct lack of Force usage from the pair, he failed to show it. "I was told by the Council's report that you were interested in our research facilities?"

Wes fell back on years of lying to Imps. He only hoped that the lie surrounding the request worked. "Uh...yes. We were asked by our local group of Jedi on, er..."

"...Taanab..." Hobbie interjected helpfully.

"...To see if we could gather information from the Temple here on Coruscant. You see we lost some important information regarding the history of the Jedi Code. We were hoping that we could retrieve the data we needed to take back home."

It wasn't a total lie. Luke had discovered that a small temple on Wes' home planet once housed a great store of knowledge on the Jedi's tenets and philosophies. Only problem was that the Emperor had wiped them out. Wes and Hobbie, missing their friend Nic and their monopolization of her time, jumped at the chance to go find her, even if it meant doing this secondary task, as well.

Mace Windu nodded and then led them off to the Temple Archives.

Hobbie leaned over discreetly to whisper in Wes' ear, "We are never..."

"Yes, yes," Wes brushed him off. "We're never going to find her."