Somewhere, not too far away in the galaxy, a shadowy figure walks down a dark corridor. The figure is obviously a female, her graceful movements belying the way her cape covers her shape. At the end of the corridor is a door, which she knocks softly on before entering. Inside sits a man on the floor, dressed in an all dark outfit with a lightsaber at his feet, he waits for the girl to draw near.
"What news do you bring?" he asked quietly. "He is on the move, my lord. He is not traveling alone though, another Jedi is with him." The interest of the man was aroused, he started fiddling with his lightsaber as he said "Interesting, do we know who travels with him and where he is going?" "I do not know, my lord, our scouts couldn't identify him for sure, though they think it was the one who was captured and taken aboard the Death Star. They were able to get a trace on where they are going, however."
The man picked himself off the floor and said "And where might that be?" "Coruscant, my lord." "Prepare my ship, we leave as soon as it is ready and I have spoken with my master." "Yes, my lord."