Occlus tries a mental attack first. Can she pry the secrets of magic out of the kobold's mind-

The instant Occlus' magic touches her, she's gone.

A few seconds later she reappears. "That seemed to work."

Alas.

"Yes, it did. Shall we try something physical?"

Consider, nod. "Something not too flashy; I have another spell on that might trigger first otherwise."

Occlus attempts to swat the kobold with the Force.

Again, the instant it touches her, she's gone.

"I felt that, but only barely - I could tell you where it hit me but not how strong it would have been."

"Then I think the only category you will have to worry about is if something is thrown at you with the Force, but that is, in respects other than propulsion, strictly analogous to a more ordinary attack. I assume you already have defences for that."

Nod. "Thank you."

"Do you have any other topics you wish to address with me?"

"No, that's everything. I'll come back afterward if there's anything you need to know; would you like me to check in regardless?"

"That will not be necessary." Occlus waves a hand absently in the kobold's direction and returns to the temple.

All right, let's do this.

Milliways first: Instructions with Bar that if she turns up acting weird, to please treat it as a magical emergency; here's a couple magic-dispelling potions from her stockpile for the healers to try in that case. Re-check her defensive lineup; anti-Force spell is obviously on, and she'll also teleport here in case of extreme fear, moderate pain, or moderate blood loss; better to leave the startlement spell off, if she's going to be hanging around a city (is she going to be hanging around a city, what does Bar have on spaceship schedules), but she'll turn that one on once she's at her destination. Translation necklace, shield necklace; skip the gloves this time, if a fight breaks out she's not hanging around long enough to need them. Sketchpad might turn out to be useful; pull all the pages relating to Occlus out of that. Go over her story, what order she wants to present things in. Final check: Is this still something she wants to do?

Yep, yep it is.

Coruscant, here is a kobold. Hopefully you don't find her too alarming.

Coruscant: entirely fails to notice her. There are a bewildering variety of sentients in every size and shape imaginable, nobody pays one little kobold any attention at all, unless they bump into her.

Bar didn't have any scheduled trips to Tython, but there was one ship that is registered as having just come from there.

The kobold tolerates crowds of strangers but certainly doesn't like them; if checking the ship might let her skip hanging around waiting for a Jedi to pass by, that's what she's going to do. Between the map and her ability to teleport through inconveniently guarded barriers, she should have no problem getting into sight of it: Any magical people there?

Not at present. There are a few droids puttering around, refueling the ship and doing general maintenance tasks, but the bay is otherwise deserted.

Ah, well, it was worth a try. She notes its location signature, just in case, and then blips back to her starting point and approaches the Senate building, keeping an eye on the crowd for Jedi and the architecture for good spots to sit and observe.

She spots a Jedi exiting the building as she gets close. It's an older woman, with grey hair and a confident bearing.

Kobolds: good at sneaking around. Where's she going?

Back to the ship the kobold just visited!

Convenient!

When she gets to the ship, there's a kobold waiting for her in a visible spot nearby, making eye contact like they were expecting her.

"Hello there. Were you waiting for me?"

Satele smiles. She doesn't sense any hostility from this person, strange as they are.

The kobold nods with a bit of a grin. "You'll probably find this hard to believe, but I'm visiting from another universe, and I think I might want to help with your Sith problem." She pauses for a quick beat, then continues. "Before you try reading my mind, you need to know that I have a different kind of magic than yours, and for now, if you try to use the force on me I'll disappear back to my own world; I might allow it later, but I'm working on limited information right now and it's not a risk I'd like to take yet; I'm sorry if that's rude."

Satele blinks. Magic? Another universe? Deal with her Sith problem?

"I would certainly like to here more of this, but perhaps it would be best if we continued somewhere more private?" She gestures towards her ship.

The kobold nods agreeably and follows her in.

Here is a well-appointed stateroom. Satele takes a chair near the middle of the table.

"Please, sit. I think my first question is about the existence of other universes. I suppose your 'magic' is related to that?"