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SO OFTEN Araminta was just an accomplice, Obi-wan's shadow hauled along to meetings or briefings, standing to the side and listening. It was not unusual and she was more than used to it after two years with the Republic, and she did not expect anything different.
Which is why when Obi-wan showed up at her door in the early afternoon with an unreadable expression, she had furrowed her brows in confusion.
"Yes?" she asked indignantly, not used to being bothered outside of hours. Hardly anyone except Anakin bothered her quarters ever. Unless this was an emergency– which seemed unlikely given Obi-wan's calm demeanour.
"Your presence is requested in the communications centre," Obi-wan told her.
"My?" she echoed. Obi-wan only nodded.
The assassin hesitated for a moment before leaving her quarters, sheathing her knife and falling into step with her charge. The temple was winding down for the evening, the hallways quieter than usual as they passed through the shadows.
"What's going on?" Araminta questioned as she walked with him, trying to hide the genuine curiosity in her voice and play it off as light-hearted.
"Well that would defeat the purpose of a meeting," Obi-wan said matter-of-factly.
Araminta rolled her eyes but stayed quiet, trying not to think too much on the vagueness of the situation as they arrived, trotting down the stairs and towards the console.
Windu looked up as they entered, and to the right Yoda was hobbling over. Araminta's confusion only grew at the Jedi Masters' presence, and Anakin's reassuring look from where he was standing didn't help much.
She looked at Obi-wan with raised eyebrows, the Jedi only passing it on to Windu. "Thank you for coming, Solarii," he addressed. The greeting itself made Araminta narrow her eyes.
"Windu," she greeted, inclining her head. "Can I ask what this is about?"
"We believe Senator Clovis is conspiring with the Separatists," Windu proceeded to explain. "We need to find out what he's planning."
"Clovis?" Araminta responded. She briefly knew the name of the Banking Clan member, but politics were not something she followed closely. "And... you want me to interrogate him?" she said plainly, trying to figure out what this had to do with her. If the Jedi were asking her to torture someone it was surely the end times.
"No," Yoda spoke up, drawing her attention to the only person shorter than her. "Treat Senator Clovis as a criminal, we should not."
"The slightest misstep could cause a major incident," Obi-wan told her.
"We feel that if we provoke him, we'll never find out what he's up to," Anakin chimed in.
"We need someone who's not a Jedi to get close to him for us, someone he won't suspect," Windu continued.
