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[after THIS]

The matte-black body-armour looked impressive, with it's silver trim. At least that was the illusion conveyed by Obi-Wan's attire. It was really leather that had been treated to take on the appearence of armour to fool those he came into contact with. The black hooded-cloak he wore was a made of a fabric not unlike that of the Jedi, and served to conceal his more distinguishing features.

The man before him wore the simple, yet unique robes of the Administrator of Adarlon. He had the simering manner of an Administrator, as well. It annoyed Obi-Wan greatly.

Administrator Tarand, for that was his name, spread his hands in a placating gesture. "What would you have me do, Khulir? I have given you all the information that I have."

Obi-Wan scowled beneath his hood at the man and turned away with a snap of his cloak. His voice, so different from the cultured Coruscanti accent, was low and gruff. "Then you are useless to me."

Tarand paled. "But Khulir, all of Adarlon's resources are at my disposal-"

"Yes! And you still haven't the means to get me what I want." Obi-wan spun back to face the Administrator. "Because I am feeling charitable, Administrator, I will give you one more day to find me those codes. If you fail, my business will be taken elsewhere."

Tarand bowed deeply and backed out of the room slowly. "Yes, Khulir. It shall be done as you ask."

Obi-Wan's eyes narrowed. "You better pray that is it."

**************

It only took Tarand another 5 standard hours to get the codes Obi-Wan needed to break through the Seperatist Net around Malachor V. Unfortunately, getting the codes in the first place was a highly annoying and unforseen step that had to be taken. Once Obi-Wan let leak to the Sith Lord that the planet still lived, he should have surmised that the planet would be quarantined.

"It's what I would have done," he muttered, entering the coordinates for his first jump out of the Adarlon system. The jump was short, only a 25-second jog into neighbouring space to throw off any tails he had picked up. He performed three more random jumps as extra security before making the jump out to Malachor. As the stars elongated into the light-tunnel that would bear him to his prey, he settled in to rest himself for the coming confrontation. After all, it would be no good if he let Dooku escape into Skywalker's arms...

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