Dozzy Mu'vunna, or "The Night" as people called her walked over to where "Ranu Durgo" sat in the library.  He was accessing data on lightsaber forms and downloading it to his pad as a distraction while R3 used forged master credentials that exploited the same backdoor as he had used five years ago to crossreference Jedi communications with known Sepratists and sympathizers. He had been running the same search off and on for two weeks and only had a few possible leads.

The black-haired woman waited a few seconds for him to look up, then cleared her throat.

"Oh, I'm sorry," said Clemel, "I didn't realize you needed to talk to me."

"Its ok." she replied.  "I've come to deliver some good news.  Master Yoda has decided to turn you final test over to me, and grant your request.  I am to escort you back to Sacora, where we will bust through the blockade and aid the resistance there."

"But I didn't think we could spare the ships to break the blockade." he replied.  "Did you found a smuggler willing to bring us in?"

"Not exactly." she replied.  "We'll need to hitch a ride with Master Kiana, who will be in the area.  If she is unwilling to risk her troops, though, we'll take a captured YT1300 I requisitioned and run the blockade ourselves.  The shields and turrets were enhanced by the last owner, so I'm sure we will make it.  Meet me at landing field 7 in one hour.  I'll arrange The rest with Master Kiara."  With that she got up and walked away.

  Clemel logged out of the console and motioned to R3.  "Come on." he said.  "I need to get my stuff.  Code 7."  That was the code to notify Intelligence to set up the second half of his cover by paying the remnants of a certain resistance cell to pretend he was once one of them.