Title: The council's mistake.
Genre: Humor/Adventure
Rating: T
Summery:They gave Revan the mind of a scoundrel, so why would they be surprised if he used it?
Where am I? Why am I in pain, this time?
"Hey, you awake?" a distinctly not female voice asks.
Oh great, I'm in a strange place with a guy standing over me and no idea how I got here. Ow, ok, sitting up not a good idea...
"Careful, Your pretty well bruised from the escape pod." the man in a republic uniform says. "Do you think you'll be fine here on your own for a while so I can go ask around about Bastila?"
"Um, no offense but who the hell are you?" I ask after shortly checking that my hidden hold-out blaster was still hidden in, it's usual spot.
The man chuckles, "You must of hit you head in that pod. I'm Carth Onasi." he says digging through a locker. "Here." He says tossing me something. Catching it I almost fall out of the bed. cursing under my breath I inject the medpack in to my leg and sigh in relief as the pain flows out of my body.
"I'm a soldier with the republic. You were on the Endar Spire when it was attacked. We were attacked by the sith. I was in the escape pod bay and you fought your way through to me with my direction. We landed on Taris and I dragged you here" he sighs then looks up. "Feeling good enough to go find Bastila?"
"Not to sound like a broken holorecord, but whose Bastila?" I ask quietly drawing my blaster.
"Wow, you really must of hit your hea..." Carth said before my blaster shot hit him in the low chest.
Standing up I flex my legs and arms a bit. I walk over to the man now on the ground and take his weapons. taking a quick inventory of the apartment we're in. Splitting the credits fifty fifty I pocket a few weapons and grenades and don a republic light suit. Dismantling the weapons I left and scattering them through out the apartment. finally sitting down with a data pad I wrote out a message to my supposed ally.
Carth,
My apologies for shooting you. If it is of any consolation you should regain movement in your arms and legs in a few hours. At least, the last person I shot there did. I've taken some supplies and I plan on checking out your story. While your story seems legit, I've spun more believable stories with less fact. I do remember Bastila as she was the woman that hired me. As a Jedi with considerable talents she's very sought after by the Sith. If your story turns out to be true I may just come back for you, or send a medical unit depending on my employers status.
As sincerely as I'll ever be,
Cassir Maris.