Force cages have never been more irritating than right now. I can't go anywhere without suffering an intense electrical shock. I'd rather not even test out how...intense. Blasted miners. What were they thinking!? Oh, right. They're thinking money, bounty. Well screw being a Jedi. This was ridiculous. I saw my T3-M4 across the room in his own force cage. This white room had one door and it was sealed. How was I getting out? I really couldn't say right now. I could scream but no one would even bother answering if they could hear me, why save the jackpots life? No one seems to have any common sense around here since the Republic began to spiral downwards. Everything is more expensive, so I guess, sure, why not try and win the lottery. Not like I wasn't vulnerable anyway. Someone tranquilized me before they found me anyway if I was sitting in a Kolto Tank when I woke up. I guess it's own me, I got caught trying to escape.
I sat here and decided to meditate on it.
A huge bang snapped me out of my meditation state. The door opened and a guy walked through the door carrying a mining blaster in each hand.
"Well, look at what I found" the guy said looking at me.
"Watch the attitude."
The guy smirked. "No attitude here."
"Oh?"
"Oh is right. If I were you I'd be nicer to me considering you're the one stuck in the force cage this time, not me"
"Is it usually the other way around?" I smirked back at him.
"It is. I'm rather good at getting in trouble really."
He let T3-M4 out of the force cage and slowly turned back to me.
"Am I letting you out? Or are you going to be a cocky?"
"You can let me out, that'd be much of an appreciation."
He let me out of the force cage, and I repaid the action with a simple thank you.
"So can I get a name?" The guy was still standing where he was even though I proceeded to the door.
"Depends, do I get your name?"
"Possibly."
"I go by Kimmy." Obviously, that wasn't my actual name.
"Well, nicely met. You might want to find some clothes though Kim." The way he said my name rang in my ear for a second. I decided to let it be and continued speaking with him.
"I'm clothed aren't I? Whether or not it seems to be suitable for the occasion is not your concern."
"Hey, hey calm down. I just thought I'd let you know. I found it to be rather distracting is all."
"Oh I bet. Now who are you?"
"The name's Atton, Atton Rand"
"Yeah, nicely met." I told him with a somewhat sarcastic tone, causing him to smile at me. "So where are we?"
"We happen to be in a contained little building under the surface of Peragus that seems to be ready to explode, destroying the whole planet."
"How soothing."
"There happens to be a ship above us…And lucky for you I happen to be a pilot." Atton grinned at me slyly.
"Looks like I'm stuck with you"
"Don't say it with so much resentment. I could have over loaded your force cage you know." His self-satisfied facial expressions made me smile a bit.
I took a look in some pastel cylinders and made my way out the door with Atton. I needed a weapon, I haven't the slightest clue where my saber went, but at the looks of all these droids we're about to encounter it would definitely come in handy right about now.
Atton and I managed to slip our way into a side room where I found a Vibroblade. It would do for now right? The tip was sharp and so was the medium sized blade. The golden lining on one side just made it look appealing. I gripped the handle tightly, and looked over at Atton as he peered around the door frame for more droids. Atton was taller than me by a few inches really. I was only around 5'4. He didn't have any armor on. Just a leather ribbed jacket with baggy white shirts underneath, he was layered up a bit. His outfit was completed with brown pants and brown battle boots. Pretty nice battle boots actually. Someone wouldn't just stumble across boots like them, they're worth credits. His blasters seemed glued to his hands for the most part, and he was pretty good at handling them as well. He shot at a few droids as I observed from behind. I noticed his hair was a dark brown as well, and it wasn't all that long, or short. It stuck up in a mess. He even had hand wraps securely on his hands too. I guess for blaster grip. They were of course brown. Like the blaster holder that defined his hips. Well, tattered or not at least he matches.
All at once he turned to me.
"There are a lot of them." He seemed focused, concentrated.
"BWEEEEPP". T3-M4 seemed determined to get his idea across.
"What is that thing saying now!? I'm trying to think. I need to get both of our butts out of here!" He seemed to be losing patience.
"Well, if you would give me the time to tell you-?"
"Ok go!" He cut me off took my wrist and ran out of the doorway, and we were being shot at from all directions.
We made it passed the large group of droids. Just barely. I had a few cuts here and there. Could be worse, I could be dead. Or still in the damn cage. Atton starting messing with a near by computer panel.
"What was that!?" He didn't answer; he seemed to be too distracted. "Hello!?" I screamed at him.
"Pure Pazaak!" All of a sudden the large doors above us opened and he offered me his hand. I gave it to him, and we ended up climbing out after lifting T3 above us. Positioned next once we got through the opened latch door was an enormous multicolored brown, khaki, and white ship. What, did everyone stop noting color while I was knocked out and put in a cage?
We climbed in and he darted to the cockpit. It all happened so fast, and before I knew it we were up and off the ground. I then decided Atton needed to have my thanks expressed to him in a proper manner, whether he was a little overly confident or not. I couldn't boost is ego any more than it already seemed to be inflated. I made my way over to the cockpit as well and saw him sitting there trying to relax a little, his feet up on the control panel. The ship must have been on auto pilot. I felt a disturbance as I proceeded to him, but took a deep breath and tried to ignore it.
I didn't get too far, when there was an explosion heard. The ship shook just a little bit, but was fine within the second.
"What the-?!"
"Don't mention it."
"Huh?"
"I was waiting for a grateful thank you"
"That's what I was on my way over here to do, until I heard an explosion that couldn't really be ignored."
"I told you the whole planet was about to explode…It was a radioactive hepto-" He stopped himself. "I'll explain some other time, I promise."
"Where'd everyone go!?"
"Off of Peragus."
I turned to walk to my own little room, or area, in the ship. On my way there I spotted someone I didn't recognize. In the name of the Jedi republic please tell me we didn't steal this ship. Because, really, that was the last thing I needed. I started approaching her but she stood up and turned to me before I even got to her.
"Hello, I'm-"
"Yes, I know who you are. You're not Kimmy, that's for sure." She replied slowly.
She was an older woman in a dark, faded brownish-greenish colored robe. More brown, how, cheery. The hood covered her eyes as it drooped down. I noticed the wrinkles on her cheeks. I noticed that she was missing a hand, her left hand. It startled me for a second or two. I wasn't expecting that.
"How do you know who I am?"
'' A Jedi are you not?"
"Not much of one it seems."
"Why because one has lost her lightsaber?" Her voice was slower and steadier than the rest of the people I've met. She seems very cryptic.
"Well, I mean, it helps. "
"Yes, but it does not make you who you are Meetra."
"How did you-?"
"I am a Jedi as well. My name is Kreia." I could tell by the cryptic ways she spoke she must have been deep within the force. Experience was on her side as well if she was as old as she looked.
"Was this your ship?"
"No, I simply waited in it for you. Unfortunately, you brought a scoundrel with you."
"Att-"
"Yes, now tell me. Do you remember why you were put in the force cage?"
"Bounty, I assumed bounty."
"You know about that?"
"Yeah, I overheard something over a comm system before I was tranquilized and shoved in a force cage. I was captured. My escape plans clearly didn't pan out.."
"There is a bounty for you, true. But, that wasn't why you were stationed under arrest in a Kolto tan after being caught. You were to be held captive until Sith Masters were to return for you."
"The Si-?" She cut me off mid sentence
"Sith yes. Atris has exiled you, along with the other Jedi masters. But, they went in to hiding, and have left you with the hollow misting of the force that still remain in you."
It figured, Atris. She never liked me, even through training. I never liked her either. I was fond of Master Vash though. I admired her ways, her teachings.
"And so..."
"So, now you must decide what you would like to be done in regards to your exile."
"Such as?"
"I recommend you rebuild your force powers, and lead a path separate from the Jedi Masters you trained with long ago. You are known to be the only Jedi left in the republic that is slowly declining and falling apart."
"Why?"
"That is something we'll have to discuss later, or you will have to figure out yourself."
"So where do I go?"
"I'd recommend Datooine, but you may travel where you wish. However, the Jedi Masters scrambled off of Peragus. Some say they gave up, some say they are trying to expand to other planets."
I thought of Master Vash. I wanted to find her. Surely, if anyone would help, it'd be her. Or Master Kavar. Funny to think Mastar Kavar was my first kid crush. Despite that, yeah, he always was nicer than the others.
"Do you know where Master Vash is?"
"No, I cannot sense her."
"Mastar Kavar?"
"No, not him either. Now off, go talk to the imbecile in the cockpit about destinations."
"Imbecile?"
"Imbecile, scoundrel. It makes no difference."
"He saved me."
"He may have aided you, but that doesn't make him any less of a fool. Remember that. I sense a lot of mischief with that one. Before you go though, I'd like to know where the name Kimmy has sprouted from."
"Oh, it was the first name to pop in to my head. I didn't know to merely trust him. He seemed a bit..."
"A bit arrogant?"
"Smug. Questionable."
"As I say to you now. You are a certainly a wise one exile."