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"Lord Sidious," A transmission of count Dooku addressed the cloaked Sith Lord, "I regret to inform you that my intelligence reports that the Oracle not only discovered herself but also managed to escape back to her puny planet." Sidious sighed. This was not at all what he wanted to hear. "This is not good at all for our plans." He replied. "With the Oracle's heightened knowledge she will surely know of our plans to end the Jedi and take over the senate. She can not be allowed to live like this. She must either be turned or killed." He told Dooku. "What would you like me to do, my lord?" "No, I'll handle it." Sidious replied. "This is a delicate situation and must be handled as such. The Oracle must be handled like I fine glass chalice, should she crack she will spill my secrets to the Jedi order prematurely and ruin everything I've worked for." Sidious hissed before lifting a finger to his chin, mulling over how to handle the situation. "I will handle her." He said. "And I will see to it that she does not escape this time."

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Kira poured more polish onto her blue microfiber cloth in her hand as she sat on the wing of her new plane, "Sniper 3.0" and polished the side of the plane with a large Star printed on it. "Stacey." Someone called from bellow her and she looked over the side of the plane to see her Commanding officer, commander Jones, standing just below the wing of her F-16. Kira smiled as she saluted her officer. "Commander Jones." She said respectfully. "Good morning captain." Jones greated her. Ever since Kira had returned she had been promoted to captain. Her predecessor, captain Cameron Beckett, had been court martialed under the charge of a felony to his record. She had always thought they were good friends and that Cameron would never hurt her. She was wrong. Regardless, she took his place as the new captain of the Edward's Air Force Base Eagles. "Do you have a moment?" The commander asked and Kira nodded as she moved to the ladder that rested against her F-16 and climbed down to meet Jones on the ground. "Of course I do. What can I do for you?" She asked. Jones adjusted the aviator sunglasses on his nose and sighed. "There's two men who showed up here this morning... they're rather strange lookin' but they keep on asking for you." Kira raised a brow, invisible for him to see behind her own aviator glasses. "Me?" She asked. "I wouldn't have thought anything of it but your friend, Chelsea, insisted I inform you of the strange visitors." "Well where are they now?" Kira asked as she folded her arms in front of her and over the grey jumpsuit she wore when in her plane. She had taken her plane out this morning for some personal training. She was supposed to brief some new cadets this evening for a new training mission and she wanted to get some practice in before she did so. "In the barracks. I told them to wait there while I informed you of their arrival." Jones replied. "Well," Kira began to reply, "I guess I'll go see what all of this is about then."

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"Kira hey!" Chelsea said as she saw her friend. "Hey Chels." Kira replied. She had taken off her flight jumpsuit and was now wearing her standard camo pants and white tank top with her signature black leather jacket with all of its patches. Her outfit matched Chelsea's minus the jacket. "Did Jones tell you about your strange company this morning?" Chelsea asked and Kira nodded. "Yeah I'm on my way to the barracks to meet them." Kira replied." "Are you sure?" Chelsea asked. "I mean, they were really... just... odd. They dressed weird and everything." "Chelsea, please, I'm sure it's nothing I can't handle."  Kira said before walking into the barracks and she removed her aviator shades to let her eyes adjust to the interior lighting. "Kira." A painfully familiar voice addressed her. Her eyes widened as she gasped and looked up to see two familiar men. "Rex." She said softly. "Fives." She added. "What the hell are you doing here?!"