" Bullshit" I said, slamming the container to the dusty ground and then glaring at the trembling Bimm.
"Where is it." ,hissing in the native language of the creature. The Bimm rambled on; Giving false information,and half the time, unpronounceable words. I stare blankly at the Bimm, not believing a word it says. he doesn't know I thought in my head, it's hidden somewhere. I raised my hand for silence and looked off to the distance of the dusking sky. From my peripheral vision, the Bimm was trembling, trembling in fear. Who. Has. the. Map. I said in my head again, not turning my head to face the , It started to ramble again. I snapped my head towards to the Bimm. 'Did i say that out loud?' I closed my eyes in annoyance and turned around suddenly, grabbing the Bimm by it's ragged collar, pulling it close to my helmet. "Tell me before i stab you, who has the Map!" I yelled, eyes almost piercing through the Bimm's skull although it could not see my eyes. The thing does not speak, The thing does not make one movement. Squinting my eyes at the being as again. Maybe he is thinking about whether it is worth ending his life?. Seconds go by as it feels like minutes. I tighten my grip of its collar, as the Bimm finally comes back to life and the fear grows stronger and it speaks. " Obi-Wan" it says . " He has it". I sulk my shoulders. Obi-wan was one of few people hope didnt have it. He'd sense probably I was coming or something and go run away, like he had did our last encounter. I dropped the creature back onto the dusty ground and looked north where I would have to go. Looks like the journey begins, Just as I was about to turn around to head to turn around to head to ship of no affiliation, I stop in my tracks. " You will never, find the key. You will die in a heap of mess that you created. You will not be able to control it and you will corrupt. Shatter. The one you love, will be dead because of YOU" The emphasis on the last word echoed in my brain. I slowly turn around and stare at the creature as it stares back at me, a glare plastered on its ugly orange skin. Walking back, I grab a blade from the holster on my leg and throw it at the Bimm, grazing its arm,snagging the cloth of its shirt, dragging the creature to the ground. I tower over the Bimm "Thanks for the tip" I lean down and grab the blade, slowly dragging it against it's sinking in, leaving a trail of blood before standing up as it cries in pain. I had my doubts about killing certain species and i wasn't in the mood to kill this one, even if it did just threaten me, in someway. I turn back and walk aboard my ship and sit down abroad my controls. I scan over the panel and grab the ruggeded recording device and press the red button.
"Log 359: I spoke with the Bimm . Took a while for me to get what i needed out of it. But i found it. Obi-wan has it. it will be difficult. but i have dealt with difficult before. I here sit in my hangar staring out the window staring at the setting star. I will find a place to rest before my trip to Obi-wan. There. I will retrieve the key, the map, to Luke Skywalker."
"Fett Out."