[right][h3]Nimm Deenia - [i]not[/i] near the senate dome.[/h3]
17:43 Taungsday, 5th week of the third month, 6 ATC[/right][hr]

Coruscant. A disgusting place with far too many people. Even worse, the capital of the Galactic Republic and protectors of the Jedi Order. Without that institution, the Jedi would have been wiped out long ago, as they should have been. But they were misguided, misled. It was not something she could do anything about at this time.

She had come here covertly earlier that morning, using a second-hand Mon Calamari shuttle, bought in a pure cash dealt over in the Daalang system from a close-mouthed merchant known for not keeping any sort of records. In spite of its strange design compared to the ships she normally used, the shuttle had proven fairly reliable.

Now the shuttle was parked far away and she had put on a suit of rather uncomfortable armor bought from a different merchant of the sort that forgot about customers the minute the goods and payment had been exchanged. The armor had—obviously—not been designed for her and chafed in a few places, but it would serve its intended purpose. After all, it would not do for anyone to know she had returned here after six years. Her last visit had burned itself into the memories of many. It had been somewhat… explosive.

A fine piece of work, really. As it was, she rode a speeder bike towards the previous place she had visited. She had certain information to check up on there. There was plenty of traffic on the world that never slept, but the closer she got to her destination, the thinner the traffic was. Not like it had been before her last visit.

No, prior to her last visit, this place had been thronged with life, but now most people avoided it. She however, did not. The mountainous structure, built around and atop one of this ecumenopolises actual mountains began to rise up before her. However satisfying it would have been to look closely at the ruins atop the ziggurat her destination lay deeper down, down one of the largely unguarded accessways. Deep inside the bowels of the structure.

She parked the speeder when it would no longer be of any use, moving in deeper on foot. It didn’t take long to get to the first checkpoint, but the trooper stationed there wasn’t the most alert, easily distracted with but a small trick of the mind. While he investigated a blind path she knew led to a collapsed corridor, she silently slipped behind his back.

The process was repeated twice more before she reached her target: one of the only remaining backup mainframes, containing a wealth of knowledge there had been no time to extract during the last visit. Malgus had been far too eager in his desire to destroy the temple to allow for such an operation.

With but a gesture, the defunct power cable snapped out of its socket and she hooked up a portable power core in its place. From a toolbelt she pulled out several gadgets that were probably highly illegal to own, let alone use, plugging them into a few of the data ports. Only then did she hit the buttons to turn the system on. Her devices started their work, automatically slicing into the system, bypassing security barriers and searching for the information she desired. Now all she had to do was wait. Hopefully none were the wiser about her presence.