Kahn calmly ordered a non-alchoholic drink and turned to face Malice.

"I no longer need to avoid this planet, friend. Although I doubt it's any of your business, I'm not exactly sure why I am here. What about you? What brings a Sith to Tatooine?"

Malice couldn't help but laugh at his querstion.

*Try a broken down shuttle. The stupid thing had to bus on this hell hole of planet. But what's worse is out of all the shops here, not one has what i need*

Malice finished his drink then turned his body towards Kahn.

*I killed the first man that dared try and tell me whatever i wanted to buy they had it. After that all the other's simply told me they didn't*

Malice stopped talking whn he realized that Kahn had come in with someone he did not recognize. Nor cold he sense this one through the force.

*Ahh, have new company now do we. And i see he is not force sensative. So, is that your new best bud or something, to tell you the truth you could have done better*

The sith grinned, he wondered if th man had heard him.

The Jedi gave Malice a completely unamused look. Although he was glad that the Sith was not attempting to instigate a fight at the moment, that did not mean he was going to sit back and let the Dark Sider insult his new accquainance.

"I met him recently, and he offered me a ride in his shuttle in return for a good place to find breakfast. I complied, and here we are."

He paused for a moment, the look on his face changing briefly.

"At this time I have no "best bud" as you put it. Not that I believe you particularly care."

Although Kahn appeared outwardly relaxed, a Jedi was always ready for the unexpected. Should something go wrong, he would be prepared.

Malice grinned as he listened to Kahn.

*Your right, i don't care. But i wonder....*

Malice trailed off when he sensed another force user. It was of the lightside, not strong but he could still feel it. Standing up he looked at Kahn.

*Well now, it seems i have just found something more exciting to do then to sit and chat. Have fun with your.....friend*

Malice turned and walked out of the cantina. Little did he know, he was heading towards Kah'ns house, right where Hanna was. The sith quickly masked his force presense the the lightsider he was heading towards would not feel him coming.

The Jedi Knight watched Malice leave, a thoughtful look on his face. He tracked the Sith's Force prescence, but lost track of it rather quickly as Malice masked it. Kahn couldn't help wondering what had caused the Sith to leave so quickly, and it worried him. Some feeling was nagging at the back of his mind, but he couldn't comprehend the reason. Turning to locate Koriban once again, the Jedi approached him and laid a friendly hand on his shoulder.

"Find anything edible here?"

It took Tyscio a bit of time to notice the rather dark aura dampening the atmosphere of the cantina. As he walked over and asked the bartender about breakfast, he felt Kahn stiffen in recognition of something.

Intent on the specials that an alien cook was rattling off at an incredible rate, he barely noted the alcoholic smell that drifted from some man sloppily dressed in black or some other dark color.

<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> *Ahh, have new company now do we. And i see he is not force sensative. So, is that your new best bud or something, to tell you the truth you could have done better*<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><!--EZCODE BOLD END-->


A grin came to Tyscio's lips as he ordered some weird sounding plate. The plate came and Korban was amused at the Jedi's attempt to step up the the rather offending man.

He turned and simply stared at the drunk and his mind drifted back to Recon Klain.

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> He fears something. The same thing Recon feared.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->


..and then the drunk became thoughtful..


<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> ...just found something more exciting to do. <!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><!--EZCODE BOLD END-->


Tyscio grabbed a bit of food off of the alien plate and chewed slowly, his eyes narrowing at the retreating man.


A hand fell on his shoulder and Tyscio shrugged at the question.

"Old aquaintance?" he asked, pointing in the direction the drunk left in. "He's a Sith isn't he?"


Korban didn't wait for an answer when he fired another question at the Jedi.

"What exciting thing do you think he will do and shouldn't somebody keep an eye on him given he's killed already?"


Tyscio popped a few more alien pods into his mouth.

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Greasy<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

So, even if he is Force sensative, he recognizes those who are...

[i]The Jedi filed this piece of information away in his mind while nodding in response to Tyscio's second question.

"I believe that would be a good idea, yes. And since I don't see any other Jedi nearby, I hope you won't think it too rude of me to take that mission. You can come along if you like."

Malice was some ways away from the cantina now, and almost out of town. He had changed out of his black garments and into his usual white cloak and hood. It worked good for two ways, it wasn't as heavy as a black cloak. And it also deflected the heat rays from the sun rather then attract it.

*Where are you jedi, i can sense your near. What one would be doing out here is beyond me. And for making me walk around in the sand....i shall surely punish you*

Sick evil thoughts began to enter the sith's mind as he continued his walk. Travelers and residents of the area quickly moving out of the way as they knew quite well who Malice was. The sith wasn't all angry though, with the combination of the whiskey and the burning sun, it made him feel somewhat drunk. Something that hardly happned to him, and it eased his anger a bit.

Malice quickened his pace, he wanted to find this jedi and kill them as soon as possible so he could get back to Kahn. This time he would challenge Kahn to a fight.

OOC:Just where exactly is Hanna at. Is she somewhere away from town, or somewhere in town just far away from the cantina.

Tyscio put some money onto the counter and grabbed the bag full of his chewy alien breakfast pods.

"Wouldn't miss it for the world.." he grinned.

Following Kahn to the door he noted this big gruff wookie in a corner cradling his "meat".


<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> His? Boy or Girl? Can never tell with Wookies.. And what the hell is he eating?<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->


He threw a pod at the hairy thing on impulse smacking him upside the head.


<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Just in case..<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->


Soon the Jedi and Korban were on the streets of Tatooine.

OOC: Not entirely sure, but I believe it's out in the desert somewhere.

IC:

Kahn raised an eyebrow when his companion threw the food object at the Wookie, but he didn't say anything. Hopefully, the Wookie would ignore them. Hopefully. In the meantime, as they stepped out into the sunlight once more, the Jedi concentrated on putting his tracking skills to use. Jedi were trained in many different skill areas, and tracking was a major one. He had a rought estimate of Malice's height and weight, that and he had been able to get an idea of the general direction Malice had been heading in. As the two walked out of town, Kahn suddenly realized something: they were heading closer and closer to Hanna's prescence. Almost unconciously, his pace quickened. Of course, she didn't know to mask her Force prescence, but the Sith would interpert it as that of a Light Sider.