The Jedi Knight was intrigued with Tyscio's words, and they made him stop and think. Lately, he had been doing things without much feeling, almost on auto-pilot if you will. The words he had given Korban describing himself were empty, not really who he was. Kahn was silent for a few moments, thinking on what to answer Korban with. Finally, he responded.

"If, by anywhere, you mean any time as well, I suppose I would like to travel to Tatooine, maybe 20 years in the past. Or Tatooine maybe a year from now."

He paused, keeping his gaze straight ahead.

"Tatooine is my home planet. My mother raised me for 2 years there, before she died. It's also the home of a friend of mine, Hanna Skywalker. A year ago we were more than just friends, but that's in the past."

Edit: Typo of mine, sorries. 20 years in the past is what I meant.

OOC: No problemo..



Tyscio paused and as Kahn spoke, he turned to him and asked, "I see....


What would change in this 'year' that would make returning to Tatooine then more preferrable than now?"

The Jedi turned to face Korban, a thoughtful look on his face.

"I'd still be with Hanna, and things wouldn't have changed between us. Even if it were only for a short period of time, being able to relive some experiences with her would be worth it."

Tyscio glanced at the Naboo sky as Kahn spoke.


"How did that experience change you?" he asked. "I mean, if you could compare yourself before you met Hanna?, and how you are now, what would be different?"

The Knight was silent for a few moments.

"Before I met Hanna, I didn't really know what true love was. I didn't know what it felt like to share a person's feelings, to feel pain when they felt pain, to feel joy when they were happy. Now I know what that feels like. And I also know how it feels when that person leaves you."

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The words seemed to penetrate and Tyscio placed a hand on Kahn's shoulder.


"I am sorry."


He pushed a few buttons and the transport slowly started to move.


"So, what do you do now?"

The Knight did not react to Korban's hand, although he was grateful for the show of sympathy. However, as a Jedi, he knew not to spend time feeling sorry for himself. His tone was serious and controlled when he spoke.

"I'm not entirely sure. Right now I'm just waiting to see where my current path takes me. Training Padawans takes up some of my time, but somehow I feel like I need more..."

He trailed off, wishing he could describe it better, and at the same time wondering if there was something wrong with his feelings. After all, shouldn't he be happy that there was no conflict for him to settle on a mission? That the galaxy was, at the moment, halfway under control? But Kahn was not the type to sit still for long without reason to. He need action, needed something that would give meaning to his life aside from upholding the Jedi Code.

OOC:Hullo, thought i'd join to give this thread some color. Meaning huh...i Know Kahn's true meaning and purpose in life. But i wont say.....you find out very soon.

IC: --- Meanwhile on Tatooine---

The sith went from stand to stand, going in and out of buildings. He was on his way during a mission when his shuttle suddenly had trouble. He was forced to land on this hot hell hole of a planet, and since he had been spending the last 4 hours trying to find the part he needed.

*Where in bloody blazes could it be. Out of all the shops here not one of them have it*

His experession showed his displeasure for the place. Malice started once again going from shop to shop threatening every guy within to give him the part he needed.

OOC: Hi all, I'll enter here too. Guess my true identity if you can.... :b


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Azakhaban the Wookiee sniffed the dry, harsh air of the typical Tatooine afternoon curiosly. A slight breeze ruffled his thick cinnamon brown fur, but it seemed that instead of offering some refreshment in the arid atmosphere, it just made it worse.

With the huge strides customary of long Wookiee legs Azak walked up to what appeared to be a dive of a Cantina.

And it was a dive. But, the best drinks, and the roughest crowd, were contained within. Azak did not concern himself with his own safety, however. Even the most heavily drunken idiot would not dare touch a full grown Wookiee, and if they did.... they'd regret it soon enough.

Azak entered the establishment and walked up to the bar, rumbling a few words in his native language, the only language he was capable of speaking. Though he could understand basic, the vocal chords of a Wookiee just were not suited to speak it.

An impossibly large mug of the local ale was thunked down in front of the Wookiee, the frothy liquid within sloshing around, some spilling onto the bartop.

Azak casually glanced around the crowded cantina scene.

Not much going on around here.

Yet...

OOC: Hmmmm.....i think i might know, but will not say yet. I'll let Kahn guess and see if he's thinking of who i'm thinking off.

IC: Being frustraited beyond belief, he left the shop area before he ended up starting a blood bath. Making his way to the Cantina. Upon entering he quickly made his way to the front counter, pushing a man out of the way taking his seat. The others around did nothing but watch, they knew who the sith was and wanted nothing to do with him...for fear of losing their heads.

*Give me a whiskey....and make it strong*

The sith also looked around the cantina, noting the different creatures and humans within the area.