[b]Location: Public Entrance, Jedi Temple, Coruscant Time: 1430[/b] ---- Stepping out of a Coruscant taxi outside of the ziggurat-like structure, Choruk Reem was not happy to be standing in front of the Jedi Temple. It wasn't his decision. But when a Jedi contacts a Mandalorian and asks for help, how could he refuse? As much as he wanted to say no, and then some, Choruk had taken the time to walk up the many steps to the Jedi Temple. It would be an excellent workout to take a few laps up and down the steps. The real reason he took the stairs instead was because he wasn't authorized in the Jedi Temple's hangar. Reem had learned that the hard way. The last time he attempted to contact a Jedi through the Temple's airspace he had a long argument with traffic controller and a young padawan who took the heat from Reem's anger after requesting a Jedi. This time it was the Jedi who were requesting his presence. The Mandalorian warrior wore his armor and stuck out like a sore thumb as many Jedi walked past him in their robes. He received many looks of curiosity and concern, but none of the wizards approached him in his foul mood. None except for Jedi Master Rogal Dorn. Behind him was the Echani Jedi, Magnus Galath. These two Jedi he both liked and hated at the same time, and right now he was leaning toward hating. Especially Dorn, if it wasn't bad enough he was a Jedi, being the arrogant man who had been responsible for his arrest was even more infuriating. As hard as it was to swallow, Reem liked the Echani Jedi, even admired him in some ways. The fact he was Echani made it hard to like him, though Galath's allegiance was to the order and not his culture. [b]"Alright, I'm here, are you happy now?" [/b]He said in a defiant tone. [b]"Sergeant Reem, you are here to learn what the Jedi are meant to be: Keepers of the Peace. You can learn something from our talks with the politicians,"[/b] answered Rogal Dorn in a stern, yet forgiving voice. [b]"I highly doubt that. Now I believe you were going to request something of me? Do I detect a favor that I owe you?"[/b] [b]"That is correct, Sergeant," [/b]answered Dorn with a bearded smile. [b]"I had a bad feeling you were going to say that," [/b]Reem sighed. [b]"For one without the guidance of the Force you are a very perceptive fellow," [/b]Galath chimed in. [b]"Bad luck in this case,"[/b] he said with as much sarcasm as he could emphasize. [b]"Well?"[/b] questioned the Mandalorian. The Echani leaned forward. [b]"Choruk, your service to the Republic has been invaluable, and your connections to the clans on Mandalore are in need right now. You see, I have received word from a colleague of mine who tells me that there is a crisis at hand which involves the Sith and Mandalore. I am not at liberty to discuss any additional details, nor do I have more information to give you; but I know that the Republic is in need of man like you. Would you assist us in this matter?"[/b] Master Galath didn't give Reem much of a choice, as much as it sounded like he was asking for his help, Reem was bound by honor and could not refuse. As much as the Jedi irritated him, they had helped Reem in his time of need; and, the Jedi had taken a less obnoxious approach than Republic Intelligence with all their accusations, interrogations, and secrets. Master Galath had vouched for Reem in the past. Not only did Galath vouch for him in front of the Chancellor, but in front of several Republic officers. There had been a few incidents in the Republic Army when Reem butted heads with the regular army and their approach to military operations whether that be in garrison or during operations. It wasn't until he was placed in charge of a unit with the Republic Special Forces Division that he really began to take his career seriously. Of course, that's when they began to take him seriously. Galath had helped been a buffer between the Mandalorian and trouble with the Republic. [b]"Of course, Master Jedi. If this crisis involves Mandalore as you say, then I would be honored to serve in this matter."[/b] Now it was Master Dorn's turn. [b]"Excellent, you are needed at the Senate, I have already notified Master Rorwoorr, a Wookiee Jedi who is taking charge of a mission. If you would report to him, he would greatly appreciate your assistance.."[/b] The old Jedi paused. [b]"And Sergeant, I do hope you stay out of trouble."[/b] The Master said with bushy raised eyebrows. Dorn stopped. He did not say anything, nor did he turn around. After a brief moment as if he was allowing his final words of warning to set in, he began to walk away toward the great Halls of the Jedi Temple entrance. [i]I really hate that man.[/i] Magnus waited with Reem. [b]"Choruk, I know your frustrations with him, but the Jedi and the Republic really need your help with this. We are indebted to you now, my friend."[/b] Galath said offering his arm in the traditional Mandalorian custom. Choruk shook hands by clasping the Echani's forearm with their hand above the wrist. The hand-to-elbow grip is the Mandalorian sign of proving one's ability to haul a comrade to safety, if need be. This was the reason he could never hate the Echani, he never failed to respect Reem's culture, and in turn Choruk trusted the Jedi with his life. He knew Galath would have his back in the heat of battle, and the two could rely on each other. [b]"May the Force be with you,"[/b] Master Galath left the Mandalorian with even though he didn't believe in their religion. The Mandalorian respected it, taking it as a blessing and not a curse. If from any other Jedi, he would have a list of curses and a piece of his mind to chew. Choruk called another Taxi and headed to the Senate district of Coruscant. After half an hour of weaving in and out of Coruscanti airspeeder traffic, the Mandalorian finally arrived at the Senate. After confirming that the Jedi had a meeting with Republic Defense Council and possibly the Chancellor, the Senate guard scanned his ID card and validated his access then led the Mandalorian to a grand receiving hall where he waited to be cleared. He was searched and his weapons confiscated from him. Now he waited to meet the Wookiee Jedi or whoever it was that was supposed to brief him on what was going on.