Jealousy: A Meeting Among Friends (Navaria)

[Saarrreeaa Meorrrei]

A petite Cizerack female walked purposefully into the visitor's center, and paused to look at a map which showed all the places a non-Jedi would be permitted to visit. There was a garden, boasting many rare and nearly extinct varieties of plants.

What she really wanted was access to the living quarters. But unfortunately, that was not permitted unless you had a pass, or an invitation from a Jedi.

"May I assist you?" A stocky droid appeared at her elbow, and Saarrreeaa jumped, startled by the voice. "Do you require assistance? The next tour isn't for an hour."

"Ah, no, jI'm not herrre forrr a tourrr. jI mean... jI need to contact one of the Jedji herrre."

"Are you in any immediate danger?" The droid's round head swiveled around a few times as it assessed her situation.

"No, no dangerrr, jI jussst met herrr once, and jI had sssomethjing that jI need to djissscusss wjith herrr. jIt jiss...perrrsssonal."

Ah, personal. The droid seemed to think as its servos whirred. "I can send a message to the Jedi you seek."

"Thank jyou. jIt jisss forrr Navarrrjia Tarrrkjin. Tell herrr a frrrjiend wantsss to talk to herrr about...Sssanjisss."

The droid thought about that, and then backed away. "Is there a comm number she can reach you at, if Jedi Tarkin is out?" Saa handed it her commlink and it quickly uploaded the target information, handing it back to her with a pincer hand. "The message is sent. She will be in contact with you shortly, if the Jedi is in her rooms."

[Navaria Tarkin]

The doors to her personal quarters opened and Navaria stepped inside, trying to hold of her yawn long enough for the doors to close shut. It seemed that Council meetings were increasing in length lately as the table grew with matters that dealt with the Academy. Not only that, there seemed to be more galactic matters that they were dealing with as well.

Stretching out her arms, she finally let her tired yawn escape and was looking forward to mediating for an hour before getting back to work.

beep beep beep beep

She sighed as the her personal comm units beeping finally registered. Of course she would have messages. She had not been home all day.

"Computer, list senders of all messages but do not play. I want to prioritize them myself."

It acknowledged as Navaria made her way into the bedroom, shedding off her outer robe.

"Two messages from Padawan Marga Alton. One message from Senator Fey'a'len of Bothawui. One message from Council Member Morgan Evanar. Three messages from Maintenance. One message from Saarrreeaa Meorrrei. One message..."

"STOP!"

The list was cut off abruptly as Navaria narrowed her eyes. She was related to that Cizerack that Sanis once worked for. What could she possibly want with her?

She emerged from the bedroom.

"Computer, play that message and hold the rest for now..."

[Saarrreeaa Meorrrei]

The computer whirred for a moment as it promted the correct message. The tinny voice of a droid was most unexpected. "Jedi Tarkin, there is one Saarrreeaa Meorrrei in the visitor's center. She wishes to speak with you at your earliest convienience about Sanis. Please contact her at this comm number," it rattled off the numbers, "and thank you for your time.

"beep

"Message recieved at ten thirty, Central Coruscant time."

The message halted, and rewound to be ready to play the others.

[Navaria Tarkin]

She narrowed her eyes in thought and tapped at the keyboard, pondering what to do. There was a bad feeling settling in her stomach about this. Navaria didn't trust the Cizeracks at all when it came to Sanis, and with good reason. Too much bad blood was between them and thankfully the Knight hadn't been involved with any of it.

Until now.

To not answer the call would be stupid and arouse suspicion on their part. It wouldn't hurt to call Saarrreeaa Meorrrei but her sense would be alert during the entire conversation to pick up any falsehoods or dangers that were hidden.

"Computer. Patch me into the comm unit designated for Saarrreeaa Meorrrei. While you are doing that, get in contact with Sanis. The usual contacts of course."

[Saarrreeaa Meorrrei]

Her comm beeped silently, vibrating in her pocket. Saa dipped her hand in and pulled it out, answering the call. "Sssaarrrrrrrrreeaa ssspeakjing."

She waited for the caller to identify themselves.