Searching an Entire Planet?...

[Eth Erzin]

As Lents flew through hyperspace, he realized just how weary he had grown, spending the last several days running nonstop with little chance to rest.
Given that, he assured the coordinates would carry him to Fresia, and slept deeply and dreamlessly.

A soft alarm pinged through his bunk and his grey eyes opened slowly. He was in-system. As the truth of his mission became more and more real the closer he got, he continued to worry about the morals. Jedi were supposed to uphold the principles of the Light side and the good it stood for under all circumstances. And yet here he was, assuring the re-enslavement of a sentient being to a Hutt crime lord.
There was no way he could complete the mission as stated and be at good conscience with himself and the Force.
"Well... I'll figure something out. The Force never fails to pull through."

Now the problem remained to actually find the runaway slave Azreala and Hydra Vaardo. They were both on Fresia--well, at least Vaardo was on Fresia, and given she still had all of her skill as a Mandalorian, there was no doubt she'd be able to find Azreala. Lents took it on safe assumption they were both here on Fresia, but--how would he find all of two people on an entire planet? It's different from when he was seeking Jedi enclaves, as he could reach out in the Force to find them, as on Dantooine, or use transmissions as he had on Ossus. However, in this case, he didn't want them to know he was following them, so he couldn't send out a signal asking for Vaardo.

[Eth Erzin]

Well, he thought I suppose there's one straightforward way to go about things.
He approached the planetary traffic control tower on a low trajectory.
"Why do I always seem to end up on these? It's like I can't keep away from the allure of traffic control," he rolled his eyes to himself. But Fresia's tower was considerably smaller than Coruscant's. Even though the one he and Skeang had invaded was only for one small sector of the city, there were so many ships on and around Coruscant merely the control tower itself dwarfed even the capitol administrative building here on Fresia, Lents noted after looking at the world map hologram glowing softly above the nav table.
He was allowed landing on a hangar, citing administrative duties as his purpose for the visit. And it's not like they had any reason to keep him. One ship his size couldn't do any real damage to the number one producing planet of starships in the inner worlds. Superweapons like the Sun Crusher had been outlawed hundreds of years ago, and even the Sith weren't foolish enough to mess with power like that--at least, he hoped. At least from a political standpoint, it would be a monumentally bad move.

After landing, completing his post-flight routine, and heading over to the traffic control tower, Lents walked right up to the main desk and looked the bored receptionist in the eye. "I'm here to acquire some flight data," he said with an air of command. He laced his demand with as much of a Force influence as he dared, but ever since his first visit to Ossus three years ago, he was about as proficient with Force mind tricks as a Rancor was at programming a protocol droid.

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She looked up at him, bored.
"Where's your authorization, sir?"
Lents frowned to himself. He had hoped to do this legally but he had no authorization to speak of, so he had to take the slightly-less-legal, slightly-more-assault-like approach. He picked up his cross-saber from his belt and ignited two blades in a V pointing to either side of her head. "I'm here to acquire some flight data," he repeated, more pointedly.

[Eth Erzin]

She jumped, shaking hands held forward with her palms open to placate her assailant--as if Lents were just some thug. She pointed slowly at a door to her right, "Th-they're that w-way, down the hallway and up-p the lift."
The tower was quite a bit smaller than the one on Coruscant, so Lents didn't think he'd have trouble finding where he needed to go, he just only hoped he didn't need to battle anyone to get there.

Many buildings would have a silent panic button to notify local police of attackers, but evidently the traffic tower lacked one, as the girl fumbled for her comlink once she thought he was gone. He heard the barely audible beeps of her dialing a number--police no doubt--and stepped back into the foyer, punching out a wave of Force energy with his palm. The comlink was sent spinning out of her hands and crashed against the far wall.
Lents had pushed with enough to break the comlink, or so he hoped, but he didn't linger long enough to check before turning and sprinting down the hall to the turbolift.

So it might come to a conflict, but Lents was confident enough in himself to believe he could get in and out without bloodshed. "Unless they have some surprises for me... Knowing my luck they just might."

[Eth Erzin]

The lift doors opened and Lents entered, pressing the button for the floor where he sensed in the Force the records were kept.
He emerged into an empty hallway and looked at the signs on each door, looking for the records room. The he thought What if they haven't been archived yet? Shoot, they might still be in the active repository. Well the only thing to do was check.
He approached the terminal and opened up a search queue for any AIAT/i's that landed on-planet recently. "A-ha!" A day and a half ago, it landed. And there weren't any records of it taking off yet... Lents was curious as to why she would stay on-planet for so long, but he wasn't complaining. His search ended here. He recorded the coordinates of her docking location, and turned to leave.
He entered the lift and headed down again. Should I go through the front door? It's a bit... brash.
But he didn't know any of the other entrances to this building and he wanted to get to Vaardo as soon as he could.
The lift doors opened at the ground level and he carefully stepped into the hallway. Peeking out towards the door, Lents' mouth stretched tight into a scowl. Local police blockading the front. Of course.

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"I'm not here to hurt anyone!" He shouted towards the blockade. "I'm going to leave peacefully, all I needed was some information."
"You are under arrest by INCOM Security, stand down for detainment," he heard shouted back at him over a megaphone. 'Why do they have to be so stubborn?' he thought to himself.
He stuck his head back out to assess their arrangement, but only got a second of sight before being spotted and chased around the corner by blasterfire.
"Ugh, looks like it's Coruscant all over again. He darted back towards the lift, giving the blockade no indication he was no longer holed up behind that hallway corner, and made his way up to one of the higher levels of the building. He didn't have Skeang with him this time to break his fall should he jump out a high-story window, but he could use some very focused telekinesis against the ground to slow his descent--a technique he had learned about a year ago that had been quite useful to Jedi past. 'Of course, it doesn't help me if I jump right into that hornet's nest outside. Of course, he could just storm his way out and leave a wake of destruction and bodies in front of the tower, but that was a last resort, and as a Jedi he didn't take well to slaying innocents. Well, relative innocents--they were only doing their job.

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