Xanatos leaned over and gasped raggedly as the pain laced through his scar. A few minutes after it had past he straighten and released the pain of the lasting headache into the Force. With a sigh he walked back across the room and into the front hall.
He paused a moment to answer his comlink, as he did so he noticed the Jedi enter into the room. Both looked surprised at running into him again. Obi Wan scowled and Qui Gon's face was blank. Qui Gon grabbed his new apprentice gently by the shoulder and guided him to a man behind a desk on the other side of the room, all the while keeping him at a safe distance away from Xanatos.
"I'm on my way back, when I get there we need to start packing. We'll return but we need to make a short trip first." Xan stated calmly. "Yes Master."
Xanatos hung up his comlink and walked out of the building, heading for his speeder. He unlocked it and stepped inside, closing the hatch and started it up. He would have to pack and take Diaa'lar.
Shaking himself out of his thoughts he pulled the speeder out of the parking lot and into the flow of traffic heading for his home.
Parking he walked into the living room. "Diaa'lar?" He called. She entered a moment later wiping her dark shimmering blue hands off on a towel.
"Have you packed your belonging you'll need, it will take at least a week there and a week back." She nodded. "Yes, Master."
"And we are going to have to try to leave without bumping into those two Jedi. I'm not that hungry so you can retire early if you wish, Goodnight." He smiled at her and went into his bedroom.
With a deep sigh he changed his clothes, and lay on his bed to sleep.
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Boy-Who-Lived-Presumed Dead.
By: Rita Skeeter
Last night a 8:00 pm our savior was reported missing by care givers. Authorities
Immediately began searching for the boy but no trace has yet been recovered.
Sadly there is little to no hope of finding the boy before rouge Death Eaters kill him.
Our hopes are with his safe return.
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