Detaching from his hyperspace ring, Alastor Kaine guided his black and red Delta-7B Aethersprite-class light interceptor into the atmosphere of Coruscant. It wasn't the first time he'd been to the planet-wide metropolis, but he never liked being there. It was too expansive for him to really like being there. He preferred is homeworld of Corellia or Tatooine. Much more open for him as he'd been quite nomadic since he witnessed the blockade of Naboo 10 years ago.<br/><br/>He heard his astromech droid, R2-Z0, named Zeke, let out a series of beeps and twills. He nodded, letting the droid take control as he prepped himself for his meeting with Naboo's representative. His lightsaber, built after finding a jedi holocron detailing how to make one, was clipped to his belt as he adjusted his training armor's fit with the cloak over it. He lived pragmatically, going for practicality over flashiness when it came to his clothing.<br/><br/>"Got it, rendezvous at point 09 gamma." He said as he popped the canopy of his fighter and jumped out of it, free falling to a landing platform far below as Zeke hard-overed in a roll, "Catch you later, Zeke."<br/><br/>He landed with a shoulder roll, barely feeling the pain from landing due to him cushioning the impact with the force. Looking around as he started walking, his senses expanded outward. He was monitoring his surroundings, looking for possible threats. Something he taught himself to do as a means of force training. He'd gotten pretty good at it.<br/><br/>'Really can't wait to see Padmé again,' He thought, ducking into a public transport headed to the senate building, 'Haven't seen her since Anakin and I destroyed that droid command ship 10 years ago over Naboo, I hope she's okay.'<br/><br/>He made sure his lightsaber was concealed as he felt a ripple in the force, letting him know another force user was on the transport with him.