Phobia broke through Coruscant's atmosphere, its cloaking devices rendering it invisible to the scanners of the Republic's satellite defense network. He masked his presence as well: with Jedi Masters in meditation so close to his location, it was prudent to be cautious.
The ship slipped into Coruscant undetected and Eiron landed on an abandoned, crumbling starpad. As he stood from the pilot seat, the engines still thrumming beneath his feet, the hologram appeared on the control panel.
"Leaving?"
"Yes. Take Phobia and hide it. Hack into the Jedi Temple and Senate mainframes if you can and keep me informed. I'll contact you when I need you."
"Fair enough." The holographic woman gave him a smile. "Good luck."
"Hmm."
Eiron left the ship to its own devices, striding down the ramp and then sealing it. Phobia soared away on its own accord. Eiron watched it go.
Safely on-world, he went about scouting the territory and waiting for his apprentices.
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