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"Shit! That torp just missed us!" The Cotearin Warrior said in relief.
"Sam get us out of here!" The Cotearin yelled, as another Plasma torpedo was launch at them.
"I'm trying to set coordinates." The "Smart" A.I. replied.
"How long?" The warrior asked
"About two mikes." The A.I. stated
"No time we're jumping now!" The Cotearin Warrior replied.
"Are you insane!?" Sam shouted.
"Yep." He said as he activated the Slipspace Drive. The Slipstream portal closed a few milliseconds before another Plasma torpedo hit where they would have been.
"Damn that was too close for comfort." The Cotearin said in relief as they exited the Slipstream.
"Now where the hell are we?" He asked Sam
"I don't know Nick, but if you would of let me plot our course we wou-"
"If I would of let you plot our course we would be dead." Nick said cutting Sam off.
"Well if you hadn't of tried to take on that Destroyer we wouldn't be in this situation." Sam stated to Nick.
"How was I supposed to know that there was five more on the way?" Nick said in his defense.
"Hey, at least I got one of them." He added in a cocky tone.
"I so hate you right now." Sam said in a voice that could kill.
"Join the club. Hey look a planet." Nick said as he piloted his SF-2E toward the planet.
"This planet look likes Coteara IV, nothing but sand and heat." Sam commented.
"Yeah, at least the heat is good for sniping." Nick said as he looked at the temperature read outs. Finding a good place to land outside the nearby town Nick removed his helmet and placed it in the ship as he got his caseless shotgun with four cartridge boxes. He then activated the ship activate camo as he attached his grenade launcher to his shotgun.
"Sam are there any comm signals out there?"Nick thought/said to the "Smart" A.I. in his head.
"No I can't find a-wait I got a few."Sam said as she listen to the ship's radio.
"Good, isolate and locate them." Nick told her as he stop and listen to the desert. "We got company." Nick said as he ready his shotgun.
"One point six klicks Southwest of our current location." Sam told him.
"Good, let's get moving before our "friends" want to say hi." Nick said as he started to head out to the town.
"BANG!" The Tusken Cycler Rifle belched as the round was fired at Nick, who moved out of the way as he looked for the vapor trail of the round.
Following it to the Tusken location he aim his shotgun and a fired two round burst sending twenty-six razor-sharp arrow shaped projectiles at the Tusken, one-hundred meters away. The projectiles hit the Tusken and friends killing four and severely wounding three out of eleven Tuskens.
Nick then covered the distance fast jumping up on to the small ridge, light sabers in hand, to finish off the seven survivors, killing the four unscathed first, then the three wounded. Before he killed the last Tusken, he removed his armor's right glove, placed his hand on the Tusken's forehead, and then used the Force to extract his knowledge, learning how to speak Tusken in the process. After killing the Tusken, Nick continued on to the town as the Tatooine suns set.
As Nick arrived at the town, he looked through his binos observing the town.
"Looks like a spaceport to me, what do you think Sam?" asked Nick.
"Yeah, it looks like that to me too. Maybe we can find out where we are?" Sam suggested.
"Good idea Sam, we'll go in one hour after first light." Nick stated to her.
TEN HOURS LATER
As Nick walked through the city streets, he realized he couldn't read anything.
"Shit, I can't read a damn thing!" Nick thought as he looked around.
"You lost traveler?" A Devaronian ask Nick.
"Maybe." Nick stated to the Devaronian.
"You look lost, maybe I can help you." The Devaronian replied.
"I'm looking for a good drink and a map, know where I can find them?" Nick questioned him.
"For a price." The Devaronian answered.
"How much?" Nick asked.
"One-hundred Credits." The Devaronian said.
"All I have are Cotearin Dollars." Nick replied.
"No deal." The Devaronian stated firmly.
"How about trade?" Nick asked.
"What do you have to trade?" The Devaronian asked.
"These." Nick said as he showed the Devaronian his binos.
"What are those?" The Devaronian question Nick.
"M26 Binos, they have a ten by sixty digital zoom with a built in rangefinder good up to three kilometers and very light weight." Nick answered the Devaronian.
"No good, got anything-" The Devaronian said before Nick cut him off as he shoved his Mk.4 caseless pistol into the Devaronian gut.
"Now listen here mac, you can take the binos or I can take your life, which one would you prefer?" Nick stated more than questioned the Devaronian.
"Say no and take the chance of dying or take these binos and stay alive." The Devaronian thought as he weighted his options.
"Deal." The Devaronian agreed.
"Wise choice, now where can I find a good drink and a map?" Nick asked once more.
"The cantina ten buildings down and to your right." The Devaronian answered as Nick holstered his Mk.4.
"Thanks" Nick said as he handed the Devaronian the binos.
"That was a close one." The Devaronian thought as Nick walk away.
As Nick walked in to the cantina, the place went silence as everyone look at the seven foot six inch Cotearin that walked through the door. Then the cantina roared back to life just as fast as it died. Walking up to the bar, Nick sat down.
"What will it be?" the bartender asked Nick.
"Cotearin Vodka." Nick replied.
"Never heard of it, want anything beside that?" The bartender question Nick.
"No, but I need a map, know where I can get one?" Asked Nick.
"Yeah, the man over there got some star maps." The bartender answered Nick.
"Thanks" Nick said as he walked over to the Human.
"Hi there." Nick said to the Human.
"Hello, what do you want?" The Human asked.
"Maps." Nick answered him.
"What kind of maps do you want?" The Human question him.
"Galactic maps." Nick replied.
"Fifty Credits." The Human demanded.
"Don't have any Credits, just Cotearin Dollars." Nick said.
"Well, you could do something for it." The Human stated to Nick.
"What?" Nick asked the Human.
"You see them Rodians over there." The Human asked as he discreetly pointed to four Rodians sitting at a table drinking.
"Yeah" Nick said.
"They owe me one-hundred Credits apiece, collect it from them and I'll give you the map and anything under two-hundred fifty Credits." The Human offered.
"Deal." Nick said with a Cotearin grin that sent chills down the Human's spine.
"You sure you want to do this Nick?" Sam asked him.
"Positive." Nick replied as he readied his shotgun with his right hand and silently drew his Mk.4 with his left as he walked toward the table, switching the safeties off, then placing his index finger on both triggers.
"Expecting trouble Nick." Sam asked in a serious tone.
"Hope for the best..."
"Prepare for the worst." Sam said as she finished Nick's sentence.
"Hi there." Nick coldly said to the four Rodians.
"You owe that Human over there one-hundred Credits apiece, I'm here to collect it from you, dead or alive." Nick finished.
"Are you threatening us, do you know who we are?" One of the Rodians popped off.
"I don't care if you are the Pope himself, I'm getting one-hundred Credits apiece from you or your next of kin." Nick said in an extremely deadly tone.
One of the Rodians attempted to discreetly draw his blaster pistol unaware of the firearms concealed under Nick's black cloak.
Nick saw the Rodian's arm slowly move back as he drew his blaster pistol.
"BOOM!!!!" Nick's shotgun roared as the Rodian's head was blown in half as the nine-gauge round entered it, shot still in cup.
"There three of you and one of me, but I'm going to kill the two ugliest of ya'll, so the question is... who the prettiest." Nick said in a jokingly, but dead serious tone as he leveled his pistol and shotgun at them.
"Now standup and place the Credits on the table, then up against the bulkhead." Nick ordered.
The three Rodians placed the Credits on the table and got against the wall.
"Now get out of this place and don't come back for twenty-four hours." Nick demanded.
After the Rodians left the cantina, Nick went back to the Human to collect his prize.
"What kind of weapon is that?" The Human asked Nick after he sat down at the table.
"M1 Special Assault Shotgun System, it's a caseless bullpup gas-operated select-fire nine-gauge shotgun with an effect range of one-hundred fifty plus meters. It fires thirteen razor-sharp arrow shaped projectiles at the target or twenty-six of them in a two round burst, and is capable of putting all twenty-six of them in a four meter circle from a hundred and fifty meters." Nick informed the Human.
"You use that primitive thing?" The Human asked as he laughed his head off.
"Do you want these Credits or not?" Nick asked slyly.
"Yeah I want them." The Human said to Nick.
"Good, take them." Nick said as he handed the Credits over to the Human.
"Here is your star map as promised." The Human said as he handed it to Nick.
"Thanks." Nick said as he accepted the map.
"What about your other item?" The Human asked as Nick begun to leave the cantina.
"Keep it." Nick said as he walked out the door.
"That was nice of you." Sam said once Nick was outside in the dry Tatooine air.
"Yeah I got a heart of gold, don't I?" Nick replied.
"Now I wouldn't say that much. After all you are a cold blooded killed." Sam commented.
"And proud of it." Nick stated proudly.
As he walked out of the town in the direction his ship, seemingly unaware of the three Rodians dogging him.