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Ky rolled the suggestion around his head for a moment. Inwardly, he couldn't help but feel concerned. The Jedi Council was full of wise Masters who were all genuinely good beings. However, they were slow to act, almost maddeningly. Ky had only gone through one conversation with Trys, but he...

Ky narrowed his eyes. No. That wasn't going to do. That wasn't going to do at all. "I'm here on an officially sanctioned investigation," Ky proclaimed. "This is my business, and you're right in the middle of it. Near as I can figure it, your business is dead." He gestured to the bodies around...

Ky bowed to the rest of the Council. He was relieved and there was work to be done. "Thank you, Masters," he said reverently. "I will begin right away." He turned to leave the Council chamber, but, before he went, clapped Saul on the shoulder and gave him a nod. A small show of support. It...

If Ky was the least bit perturbed by what he saw, it was hidden behind an immutable expression. But he was perturbed, internally, at least. Mostly because Trys was right. He just wished the Jedi Council was hear it instead of him. He looked over what holo-recordings Trys had presented, taking...

"That's my hope as well," Ky replied sincerely when he was seated around the table. When he could see that everyone was settled (and when it was apparent that Trys was waiting for him to speak), he went on. "I'm going to be frank with all of you, if that's alright. I don't know what happened...

Coruscant was not as it once was, Ky reflected as the diplomatic barge containing him and his delegation of Jedi veered down towars the landing pad below. Once, it had been the bustling center of the galaxy. The center of government, religion, news... Now, stained by the reputation of Emperor...

Ky arched a brow, clearly not convinced. "Yeah, and every time that's happened, there's been a boogie man." The Confederacy. The Sith. The Empire. The First Order. Palpatine resurgent. Ky wasn't about to give this man a history lesson here among the dead, but galactic history typically spoke to...

"Yes. I saw," Ky replied. How could he forget? The images he had seen through psychometry were still burned into his mind. And that strange newcomer... He hoped whatever Saul and Yoddle had found on Ukio would be more useful than the images he had gleaned from Mimban. So far, their pool of...

Ky could sense the crowd of Jedi becoming antsy and was thankful to Oren for redirecting Nashyr's question. Saul's helpful addition saved him the trouble of having to go over what they had learned so far from the Ukio data and move on to other subjects. "I cannot say definitively that the...

Ky sighed. He had waited long enough. If any stragglers came now, it would be up to the rest of those gathered to fill them in. He unfolded himself from against the tree and paced forward until he was clear and visible to all. Then, he reached into his pocket, retrieved a palm-sized...

If Ky was aware of the Grysk's glee at the thought of a Jedi being defeated, he didn't show it. He was too busy picking through and stepping over bodies. Examining walls for carbon scoring. Anything he could find that would give him a clue as to who the mysterious assailant was and where he...

Wooded clearing several klicks outside the Jedi Library Ajan Kloss, Outer Rim Territories Open to Jedi only Ky wasn't the type of Jedi to sit on his ass and wait for everything to be decided in a committee. Admittedly, that was one of the reasons why he and the Council didn't always see...

Ky still didn't feel completely comfortable, but, given the situation, there was only one way to build trust. He extinguished his lightsaber and belted it. Then, shaking his head, he said, "I am, but this was not one of mine. These bodies—" He gestured to the ones around him "—were impaled by...

Ky waited until Saul was done detailing his account to step forward again. He inclined his head respectfully, but he would made his thoughts known, regardless of the Council's hesitance. "With all due respect, Masters," he said. "All signs point to the fact that the Knights of Ren that...

Ky whirled to face the strange alien. From this new angle, his lightsaber was safely between him and the alien's raised blaster, and he could get a better look at the one who dared to call him a koochoo. The alien was unlike any Ky had ever seen before. Leathery skin, a tapered, skull-like face...