Jisa looks baffled. "Ahsoka, what does that mean? I'm sure I had it pretty close to right, I have a really good memory." 

Ahsoka does her best to be reassuring. 

"It means...we don't have what we need to find your home."

Ahsoka looks tenderly at Jisa, genuinely sad for her. Ahsoka had been hopeful that it wouldn't be harder than this.

"It might not be your chart. That's only half the picture, the other is our charts. They only cover the well-inhabited regions of the galaxy - many unnotable systems are left out. The archives at the Jedi Temple were more complete...but the temple doesn't exist anymore." She frowns. And if it still did, I couldn't exactly go there.

"Oh no, what happened to it? Was it destroyed in the war we were reading about?" Jisa is still piecing together the recent history of Ahsoka's world. It hasn't been the thing on the top of her mind. 

"The Jedi were the greatest threat to the Emperor. At the end of war he orchestrated, he rose to power by destroying the Jedi and everything they once had, including the Temple. I don't know how many Jedi survived. Me, maybe a few others. I'm not hopeful."

"I'm sorry." Jisa is quiet for a bit. "I, um... I don't actually have a way of getting home right now, do I? I can - keep trying with my magic, I got here with a Gate, surely I can get back that way and I just need to figure out exactly what I did and do it in reverse. I was doing an experiment so it was a weird Gate, but..."

She takes a deep breath and squares her shoulders. "Is there anything I can do to help you, while I'm stuck here? Maybe we can try to find if there are other Jedi who survived. If the Emperor has no idea my kind of magic exists, that could be an advantage for you." 

"Jisa...that's very kind of you, but you told me how much you're needed back home. I couldn't ask you to risk yourself helping me."

"I hope the Empire doesn't know I'm alive and isn't actively searching for me, but if they did, the Emperor would spare no expense hunting me down. The Jedi that remain are the only threat that remain to the Empire, and he has a galaxy's worth of resources for the hunt. I really meant it when I said I'm on this moon trying to stay safe long enough to do something. I couldn't ask you to become part of my situation."

Consequentialism said that recruiting Jisa's help to aid the thousand of worlds and trillions of people in the galaxy was far greater good than Jisa would ever do on her small world with maybe a few million inhabitants, no matter how crucial she was there. However, Ahsoka had come to think that true consequentialism meant sometimes sticking to principles – like not taking advantage of people who didn't understand the choices they'd be making.

"I don't know what I should do," Jisa says, uncertainly. "I - would ask you for help, back home, if I could get home at all. We think there might be a war, I don't even know the whole story with it yet. But, your Empire sounds so much worse." It's so hard to think about what makes sense, here; for the first time in her life she finds herself wishing her life were more normal and mundane, rather than more exciting. 

"I guess I really can't do anything risky without at least talking to my Companion and Treven, they have a right to have input there. Just, if you're staying here trying not to be noticed anyway, and I'm studying magic to get home, maybe I can at least see if I can learn things about how our magic works together. That's not dangerous by itself, right?" 

Jisa considers whether greater knowledge of the Force would be a path towards defeating the Emperor. Maybe, yet as always, power was a dangerous path.

"Study might not be dangerous. It just might not be very effective. The Force is complex and subtle. Jedi scholars have studied it for millennia. Just muddling on our own, I don't think we'd get very far, not further than what's known already, not further than what the Emperor knows – he now has all the knowledge the Jedi ever had, minus what he might not have been able to extract from Jedi Holocrons. As much faith as I have in our combined ability, I don't think we're going reinvent that knowledge on our own."

"That makes sense. I want to do my best to do something useful, though, and it'd still leave you better off than you would be otherwise, right? Besides, I have the sense that Jedi don't have the same kind of magic senses we do, so there could be things that the Jedi scholars couldn't've found out without that." Or maybe not, but she really wants to hope she can do something helpful, if she's stuck here anyway. 

Ahsoka sighs.

"You make a good point. I can't deny it." Ashoka takes a deep breath. "But it just makes me think the time has come for something I've been wary to do."

"Jisa, what's our key problem here?"

Jisa frowns, thinking hard. "That you don't have much in resources, or any way of coordinating with other people who want to fight back against the Empire? I don't know, I'm not actually trained in military strategy or anything." 

"Those are problems, but the problem facing us right now in even approaching those problems is information. Our key problem is knowledge, Jisa."

"We can't get you home because our star charts are incomplete."

"We can't find surviving Jedi because we don't know where they are."

"We can't study our powers effectively because we don't even know what is already known."

"The knowledge is out there, we just don't have it!"

"I mean, that makes sense, as the reason you can't even start addressing the things you need to do. I - still don't really know how to solve it, though. I don't have magic that can directly learn things - I don't even have Farsight or Foresight, both of those could maybe be useful here, but..." Shrug. "I'm sorry." 

"The knowledge is out there, the Empire has it. All of it. The Emperor knows that information is power, just as much as the Force is."

"Jisa, since it'll help get you home too, I'm okay with asking you to help me raid an Imperial information center and copy as much of their databanks as we can carry. At the least we'll get the star charts and find your home."

"I'm terrified, I've known the day would come. Just getting caught on a recording will make my life twice as difficult, but I'm also optimistic that you and me, we can do it."

Jisa listens, seriously. 

"That makes sense. I - can probably do an illusion on you, so you look like a human. Actually, it's possible I could disguise both of us to look like personnel who are supposed to be there. I can't do an illusion that doesn't leak magic, yet, but no one except Force users should be able to tell, in your world. - Actually, I should check if you can tell. One second, I'll try to make myself look like someone else and then tell me if you can sense that something's fishy with it?" 

Jisa closes her eyes, concentrates, and illusions her face to look like Treven's. His is the face she's spent the longest staring at adoringly, after all. 

"That sounds pretty useful...Wow, that's amazing! One time we wanted Obi-Wan to infiltrate...eh, I can tell you story time another, but wow."

"Hmm, to my Force senses you basically look like you did before–same strange flavor of *something*. A Force user wouldn't know that this isn't your real face, just that you're no standard person. We're in trouble if we encounter someone with Force senses, which is going to make this difficult."

"This is going to take some prep. If we want more than just star charts, say, the stolen Jedi Holocrons, we're going to have to hit the Emperor's own information center, and I'm betting it's more heavily guarded than he is. That means, first, we have some "shopping" to do (ships, weapons, droids), and second, we have to find out where the information center even is."

Ahsoka laughs. "In short, we're going to need to get some information to get our information."

"Right. I'm guessing you know where to start. Um, I can do illusions for us too, we should probably look different for each step of this, so they don't connect the pieces." It's very interesting that the Force senses can't tell the magical signature from the illusion apart from her background magical-ness; Jisa isn't sure what it says about the differences between their magic, yet.

"I can Gate, probably - I should test it but I got the threshold, I think I can still Gate fine and it's just too far without whatever accidental trick I used and can't replicate yet. I can't Gate us there, I wouldn't know where to go, but if we need to go in a hurry... And I can fight some with magic. I can also disable people and - make them do things - with Mindhealing, but I should only use that in combat if it's really really really an emergency." 

The Jedi were possibly a bit inconsistent about mind-affecting Force usage. It in fact wasn't true that only the Sith used it. Jedi were fond of their mind tricks, and somehow those were light enough that no one  had questioned why those were allowed and more serious domination of another's mind were out. Even in emergencies. They could chat ethics later though, there'd be enough periods of waiting.

"That could be very handy too...if they don't meet you or talk to you, they'd never figure out what caused the energy blip from your Gate. Hmm, though we could just disguise it with a convenient explosion. Don't underestimate a good explosion, that's what my master taught me." Ahsoka winks.

"The challenge is still leaving no trace. I've completed enough missions like this, but never with the constraint of them not knowing that a Jedi was involved." Ahsoka pursed her lips and furrowed her brow. "This plan is going to take a while, Jisa, but we can get started on the first pieces even as we figure out the rest."

"Your illusions may or may not help us at the Emperor's information center–there will likely be Force users there–but they do solve a problem I've faced: how to go visit my old friends."

"That makes sense. Do they have some of the things we need - the shopping, or knowing where the information centre is? And do you want to go as strangers, or pretend to be different friends of theirs, or something else?" 

"Yes, I'm talking about those kind of friends. The kind I wouldn't want knowing I'm still alive. Oh, there was one fellow...you'd pay him to help you escape, and then he'd go sell your whereabouts right to the Separatists! Somehow we kept dealing with that pirate anyway."

"No, we're not going to these friends as ourselves."

"Tel, stop being so quiet. What do you think?"

Tel looks up from his game of remote Pazaak. He would have thought Ahsoka and Jisa planning a grand heist of the Emperor's own information center would be completely riveting. Turns out he's very seriously, maybe-unhealthily, addicted to Pazaak. It's an ancient game, but across an entire galaxy, there are enough players. Tel's good, very very good, which is fortunate – his vice is the only reason they the store of Imperial credits needed for their particular "lifestyle".

"You know it's hard for me to believe you could fail. But hmm. As always, we'll want to pick up a burner ship, a fast one, you know we know how to do that. What we don't have is the security equipment for this kind of work. DD and I are good, we're not Empire's own good. Nor do I think we can trust your Force abilities to get us through. You know who we need to visit."

"Cad Bane."

That sure is a face she's making. "What does Cad Bane, er, do?" 

"Bounty hunter. Ruthless and amoral as he is competent, which is to say, excessively."

"He gave Obi Wan–Jedi Master, my master's master, powerful and wise Jedi, if you remember–he survived a tumble with Obi-Wan, almost to the point you could say Obi-Wan survived a tumble with him."

"And...he once infiltrated the Jedi temple." Ahsoka pauses remembering how she failed to act faster to prevent that plot from happening. "All that as a non-Force user. Poodoo, if Cade Bane was strong with the Force, probably he'd be the Emperor now."

"He doesn't sound like a very trustworthy person, but I guess we don't need him to be that, just competent. Is he also going to be very suspicious, though?"