The Dawn Rider was in regular geosyncronous orbit over the planet. It was not directly over the city, as that would be a violation of the rules, but it was close enough that it had a good view of the city below. It lazily followed the planet and was mostly shut down to avoid burning any unnecessary fuel.

The port airlock door was set to its normal function. Unless an emergency broke out, this airlock could only be opened from the outside. It was locked with a bio-recognition system that was standard for most ships. However, this one had a secondary lock that was not widely know. There was an internal lock that could only be manipulated via the force. This meant it was a lock only a Sith could operate. And this one was keyed to the Sith master of the ship.

Two battledroids stood guard on eithe side of the airlock inside the ship. They were stationed there at all hours, again unless an emergency broke out. They were the last line of defense to stop anyone from entering via the airlock without permission.

Sarai glided through the airlock, shut it behind herself, and cycled the internal airlock. Air rushed over her skin and replaced vacuum.

"As you were," she said to the battledroids as she passed. She had little respect for droids, but she did have more for her own battledroids. Hand-made and specially engineered for absolute obedience and lethal skill, they were very expensive but also very useful. And adaptable, for droids.

She made her way to the security hold. One of the primary advantages of battledroids over flesh and blood soldiers was that a whole lot of them could be packed in a small space. Even her light cruiser could carry a full four thousand without modifying the secure cargo hold, with room for a hundred megatons of cargo left over in the main hold.

At least two human guards were posted at the only entrance to the secure hold at all times, and no guard for that part of the ship, like the reactor, was ever out of sight of at least one other. She gave them the same command as to the droids earlier and added a mild wave of her right hand.

Once in the hold, she pulled down one of the droid command consoles. Her long, slender fingers flew across the holo-keys as she set fifty commando droids to disable their long-range command units and instead substitute voice command which recognized her voice and speech patterns alone. She fully activated two to test the desired programming, variously ordering them to fire at practice targets, to deliberately miss, first one, then the other, then both. She tried the commands to fire and cease remotely and by control.

Assuming everything went according to plan, she activated the full fifty, ran one last test, and then led her battledroid platoon to the launch bays to board a shuttle.

The battledroids started up and activated with no issues. They reacted and moved with the flawless effeciecy of droids.  The ran internal tests and reported all clear and no faults found.  Then they began the march down to the shuttle bays and loaded onto the landing shuttles.

Sarai considered using the ship's HoloNet transceiver to enact the next part of her design but thought better of it. She boarded her shuttle to descend to the planet's surface with her newly-activated guards.

Once she had a new holo-com, she would contact Tolla'han, get the frequency of that Cerean Jedi from her, and hopefully get in contact with Deikun the Younger.

The new holocom lit up to indicate an incoming call.  The image from the other end showed a somewhat tired and stressed Tolla'han.  "You called for me, ma'am?"

"Yes, I did. What is the matter? You look exhausted."

Not that Sarai actually cared, but she was very good at convincing people that she did.

"I apologize. Things have been a little hectic at the gala since you left. I have been dealing with reporters and other nobles and the police investigation. Everyone who wants to talk to Lord Deikun is coming to me and I have not had a moment free since the event.  How can I help you, ma'm?"

"I thought as much; I can imagine how busy it must be for someone in your position. That being said, I would like for you to perform a couple favors for me. First, any information you can give me on the Jedi being investigated for murder would be appreciated, and second I would like, if possible, the holo-com frequency of the other Jedi, the Cerean. I trust you can do that for me; you're a very capable young lady."

People without the internal strength of the Sith required encouragement. Even if useful, such people were usually mentally weak.
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"Yes, ma'am. I will track down the Cerean's frequency for you as soon as possible. I know the Jedi that was arrested has been released on bond. He is free to go anywhere on planet, but not to leave the planet until his legal council arrives. I was unable to get anymore information at the moment as the case is still being investigated. Is there anything else you need, ma'am?"

"Very good, dear. Thank you. Do you know if the Jedi suspect and the Cerean are on Balmorra on the same business?"
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"I am not sure, ma'am.  The Cerean appears allied with Lord Zabi. He entered as one of Lord Zabi's guests and was seen escorting Zabi's wife out of the gala.  There were no interactions between the two Jedi that anyone noticed or reported, ma'am."

"I see! Well then, I suppose I shall have to investigate personally. Let me know as soon as you have the comm codes. And do please pencil me into Lord Deikun's schedule; I need to speak with him as soon as possible."

"Yes, ma'am. I will put you down for an early appointment tomorrow. Lord Deikun is not taking anymore tonight due to the incident at the gala. Good luck with your investigation, ma'am."

The communication was ended and the holo-com turned off.  This was a comm unit purchased from on planet and modified with the proper encryption software. Sarai was assured there was no way these new comms could be compromised.

Sarai went to find Sergeant Besh to make sure that some commandos were stalking both the previously-arrested Jedi and the Cerean.

Assuming all was going well, which it might not be, everything considered, Sarai returned to her quarters to meditate and then sleep.

If there's no shocking events left in the day, Sarai really should sleep. Which she will.

After she predicts the future!

It's only the basic power of Foresee because anything but that kinda ruins the fun, dud'nit?

15:39, Today: Secret Roll: Sarai Fleur rolled no successes, 3 dark force points using the Star Wars Edge of the Empire with a dice pool of 3F. Mirror mirror on the wall.

3 Force Points! 3 vague hints of the important events of the next day!

Interestingly one of the Jedi just did a foresee roll as well.  I am going to copy my reply to their roll since it is pretty similar to yours. 

The vision shows a dark cloud slowly moving over the city. It is drowning and absorbing all light that touches it. It grows larger until a single ray of light is left piercing through.  That ray shines down on the Cerean Jedi he stands on one of the streets in the city.  Across from him is a creature hidden in shadow but multi-headed and hard to get an exact look at. Its features seem to morph and change and its form is fluid.  Standing behind and above that creature, observing form one of the buildings, is a Diathem. She seems amused at the confrontation but is staying well clear of it. She watches as the Jedi and the multi-headed creature move towads each other with the city falling apart around them.

Let me know if there is enough foreshadowing in there.

Sarai writes what she sees in her diary. It is a form of autodictation; her handwriting is neat, elegant, and flowing. Writing by hand is a rare thing; few people do it at all, and those that do stop in primary school. Sarai, however, prefers to keep records, at least for a little while, and she finds it difficult to type in a datapad she can't see, since her fingers are rather longer than a datapad is typically made to accommodate.

She rises in the morning at no particular hour, practices a lightsaber drill, has breakfast, bathes, and otherwise prepares herself for the day. At this point, time is not particularly of the essence. She is, for the most part, waiting. Her rivals battle each other; she will pick off the weakened winner and emerge triumphant.

Wearing a white and blue robe, she goes to find Sergeant Besh and check on the status of her agents tracking the Jedi.

That's plenty of foreshadowing, though you did kind of give me away. =P

Besh looked up as Sarai entered the command center.

"Morning, ma'am.  It looks like our Jedi have follow Lord Zabi back to his compound outside the city.  I have had some of my men investigate, but it does not appear we can get inside. Not without serious conflict. This is an old structure literally built into the mountainside. It has heavy anti-air and anti-land defenses. And there are many, many battledroids on the grounds. It appears to get power from a nearby waterfall as well as underground geothermal energy."

As he spoke he pulled up various images. Some were satellite images, others were from macrobinoculars.

OOC:

And I did not sell you out. I just showed you are an intersted party.