Jedi Academy

It was bright an early when Silas made his way to the Star port, he'd told Byron we would meet him there right after dinner.

Looking around the area, he hoped to spot the older kid in the crowd, once they were together they could get started.

Byron was there eating a breakfast sandwich.

"Hey, Cap." Silas called with a wave as he came trotting over. "Ready to get started?" He asked, eyes shifting to the breakfast sandwich, it looked tasty.

"Jedi Cop is always ready," he responded.

"Lead on."

"Alright." Silas replied with a serious nod, he wasn't sure why Byron was referring to himself as Jedi Cop, but that didn't really matter.

Heading towards the port office he smiled as he walked inside, eyes scanning the area for am employee.

Byron finished his sandwich as he walked in and took up the role of mysterious smiling quiet Jedi, let Silas lead until the action started.

It was a very quiet spaceport, even by standards that didn't include Coruscant. Ships coming in seemed to be a rare thing, so the few who worked here seemed to take things at an idle and pleasant pace.

A pair of workers, two humans, were casually walking and sipping their morning caff.

"Hi." The smile remained on his lips as he greeted the two workers. "This is Byron, and I'm Silas. We're with the Jedi order, I was wondering if we could borrow a little time from one of you?" Might as well get straight to the point.

"Uh..." one started.
"Sure...?" the other finished. It seemed to be still a bit early in the morning for the two of them.

Maybe this would be super easy? Probably not but there was no harm in trying. "Well, we were looking into the local disappearances, and we were a bit curious. Has there been many ships in port for a extended period of time? Thirty or forty days at least?"

"Oh, well, that's an easy one," one of them answered and the other nodded.
"Yeah, there's not often we get ships in here really, and most only stay a week, maybe two. That Imperial ship has been here for a while. A month and a half, I think?"

Byron frowned at that news. That would place them here during the kidnappings.

Not a good sign at all, well for the Sith's innocence at least. "And that's the only one?" Silas asked, it seemed like it probably was, but no harm in double checking.

"Hmmm... there's been that business-ship that's been here for two weeks?" the other one offered.

"Business-ship?" Byron questioned.

"Yeah, some trade-company."
"Ogon, I think it was...?" the other suggested after a refreshing sip of caf.

"Is it possible for us to get the names of these ships?" he asked.

"Uhm, sure? Hold on." Giving his mug to his colleague to hold, he fished up his datapad. "Right... The Sparagmos, and the Gilded Serpent."
"... I'll have to remind you kids that their hangars are off-limits to unauthorized personell though. I'm sure you understand."

"No problem." Silas replied with a big grin. "We wouldn't want to cause you two any trouble after all. Especially since you've been so helpful."

"Right, right," he nodded, believing in the two young jedi. For now.
"Like, uh, we should probably get to our stations now..."