Tyscio smiled, "Breakfast!!.. Now you are talking. Lead on miestro."


The last time he had said that he had a certain Jedi Master in his arms and an Ewok scouting ahead.

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Strange...<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->, he thought.


<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Association with these Jedi is always interesting.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

Hanna took in a deep breath of fresh air as she entered Kahn's living room.

She could tell his home had not been lived in for quite some time, at least six or seven months. The table in his living room was caked in dust.

There was one thing that remained....

His presence, she felt it, right there. She could smell him.

She laughed, her eyes twinkled lightly.

Funny how a simple smell can remind you of someone close to you.

She exited his living room area, entering the dining area now.

She frowned, seeing that his shades where closed. She opened the shades slowly, admiring the beautiful view outside of his window.

It was odd to her, that she could feel him now. She wondered if she just thought she could feel him, or his presence was there.

Not there, in the house, but on planet...somewhere.

Kahn?

She reached out with the force, she felt nothing, just his presence that she so strongly felt, but...he seemed lost....

....Making herself just as lost...

OOC: Yes, this is Leia :)


Azakhaban turned his attention completely away from his "bar company" when a large plate was dropped with no certain gentleness down in front of the Wookiee. He looked at it dubiously, snuffling.

A large, juicy slab of meat lay before him, and it certainly did not look well done. Typical Wookiee.

Azak rumbled in approval, extracted a few credits payment to toss to the tender, then picked up his plate and drink and moved away from the bar and it's odder patrons to a booth, where he dissapeared into the extremely diverse crowd easily, even being the tall Wookiee he was.

Kahn was distracted for a moment by a ripple in the Force. He recognized it instantly as Hanna, and could tell she was searching..for him? Well, she was Force Sensative, she must have felt his prescence. Silently, he sent back a ripple of his own, just enough to let her know she had been right in assuming that he was on the planet. Then, the Knight turned his attention back to the task at hand. It still felt a bit different, being a leader instead of a follower. He had been a Padawan for so long, and Amalia had always been there for him to follow her lead. She was still there for him, but he understood that now it was time to strike out on his own path. That was, in fact, exactly what he was doing now. Walking with a brisk step, the Jedi felt the suffocating heat of Tatooine's twin suns blazing in the sky. The desert sand underfoot, as he remembered, always seemed to get everywhere. Kahn led Koriban into a nearby dimly lit cantina.

Tyscio eyed the young Jedi speculatively as they stepped out. The man had seemed almost nervously fidgeting about and his eyebrows were furrowed in..

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Nervousness? Stress?<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->


The young man seemed to be searching for something and Tyscio knew from his words that he knew not what. And then it struck the Caprician in a sad way.


<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> How alone these Jedi must be. How alone they must feel. As if the entire weight of the galaxy rested on their shoulders and yet, if the whispers and stories are to be believed, the darkness continues to grow...<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->


The nature of the galaxy.. harsh. As harsh as the hot Tatooine sands blowing across his boots as he followed Kahn.


And yet, something amazing happened when Kahn seemed to look out over the horizon. His furrowed features relaxed a bit and the lines around his eyes disappeared. He seemed a bit at ease with himself.


<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> As if he found something familiar. As if he <!--EZCODE BOLD START--> felt<!--EZCODE BOLD END--> something familiar. I wonder...<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->


Tyscio knew from experience the road to leadership was not an easy one, especially when one attempts to live up to the expectations of their teachers, of the legends that went before...


<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> ..as they try to live up to the expectations of themselves.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->


Tyscio maintained an outward appearance of nonchalance but his perceptions increased with wariness as they entered a local cantina.

Korban took one sniff and patted his stomach. "Fine dining at it's best.." he grinned ironically to Kahn and stepped in behind the Jedi.

His light metallic blue/dark blue clothes seemed to set him a bit apart but with the darkness in the place, not many really noticed.

He walked up to the bartender.

"What's on special?" he inquired innocently.

A blast of dry air wafted by the Wookiee as the door was opened.

In walked an odd pair.

The first wore peculiar robes... Azak found them familiar but could not place them. He looked young, and he also looked slightly distracted. yet Azak guaged from his air as he passed that he was quite comfortable with the surroundings. He was a local, perhaps?

The second man seemed to shimmer in what little light there was in the cantina. He passed by behind his apparent friend, and as Azak caught an air from this second man it sent him into a small fit of Wookiee guffaws.

That man definitely was not from around here, and he definitely did not frequent these sort of places, which could get a little rough at times.

He tracked their path, which led them up to an empty space at the counter.

They stepped right up next to the burly Sith.

The Wookiee stopped paying attention to them at this point, upon the rumbling of his stomach, and as the typical Wookiee always thinks with his stomach, he returned to his meal.

There it was again....

Kahn's force presence had washed over her again, but this time much stronger than before.

What was he doing here?

He was supposed to be on Naboo, wasn't he? Hanna knew that Kahn had another home that he resided in on Naboo. She had never been to that home, but knew of its existence.

Kahn usually told her of his whereabouts, only because they had become so close as time had passed. His presence seemed to catch her by surprise, as she was not expecting him. If she did not know any better, she would have thought that the force itself was playing tricks on her. She knew it was not though, she knew Kahn's presence when she felt it.

Still she had that funny feeling. Something was different about him. Kahn just was not Kahn, she could not pinpoint it.

He seemed a bit out of place, somehow. She stopped dwelling on that matter and went to thinking of why he could be here. Perhaps he was on a mission, visiting. Though the more she thought, it did not really matter why he was here, just that he was here and that she would get to see him again.

She began to think about if she should leave his home, or stay. She came here often, just to check up on things when Kahn was gone. Now she was torn, beside herself a bit.

Should she go looking for him or wait for him here?

I'll wait...

He always stopped by his home, usually, no matter what. He liked to check up on matters as well. Kahn would most likely find that she was here anyway, all he had to do was search for her....

As Malice saw the wookiee walk away, he merely grunted.

*Damned creatures, an abomination to the galaxy is what they are*

Malice started dinking his third drink, whn a sudden wave of the force flowed over him. It wasnt a strong wave, but it was enough to let Malice know who it was.

*Kahn.....*

Unknown to the jedi, he had just let himself known to his once friend now foe Malice Draclau. Grinning he felt his presence come nearer, in a shocking surprise he walked right into the same cantina as the sith. Deciding to let his presence known, Malice let a small ripple of the darkside seep off of him and sweep through the cantna.

Now the sith just waited, deciding to finish his drink and order another one, he would sit until Kahn would find out where he was.

*This day just keeps getting better and better*

He whispered to himself.

OOC:Well then hello Leia, how have you been.

As the Jedi Knight entered the cantina, he reached out carefully via the Force, mentally searching the planet for Hanna. The location surprised him: his home away from home, the place Hanna had given to him for his stays on Tatooine. Why would she be there? Not that he was angry, but it did make him curious. He wished things were different between them, wished it with all his heart. Maybe Hanna was beginning to feel the same way? Well, he'd visit her later on. Maybe she was part of his search; maybe even the answer to it.

The prescence of the Dark Side jerked Kahn's thoughts on Hanna to the being sitting next to him. He recognized it immidiately: Malice. How could he forget his one-time best friend's Force prescence? The Jedi glanced around, noting that Koriban was asking the bartender about something, and that no one else seemed to have given the 2 travelers much notice. He turned to Malice, keeping his face blank and his tone neutral.

"Hey buddy, long time no see."

Malice simply turned to face Kahn, irritation could easily be seen on his face. He must have finished his 6 or 7 shot of whisky before talking to Khan.

*Yes indeed. too bad it couldn't be longer*

Not in the mood to rip out his throat, Malice decided to simply strike up a conversation....at least that would keep him from killing people, for now at least.

*Now what would you be doing on this planet....i thought you tried as much to stay away from this place*

Malice looked back at the other bartender and ordered himself two more shots of whiskey.