Meeting Jedi

I can't really remember much of the trip, but the next part that I remember was when I woke up onboard a ship. I sat up immediately; shocked to find myself in a new and indistinguishable place I had woken up in. I was greeted with the face of the Jedi who had saved me, worry visible in his expression. He smiled weakly, and I maintained my puzzled look.

Remembering the previous events, I stared down at my left arm. I was glad to see that it had all been healed up, and the fabric under my armour was new. I stared up at him again, and got ready to get up. He got up quickly, putting his hand out to stop me. I tried to get up, but my arm still hurt. Sighing, he sat back down and looked at me.

"So where am I?" I questioned.

"Onboard my ship, the White Siren," he smiled.

"Pfft, Jedi don't have their own ships," I laughed.

He looked down, something painful obviously coming to mind. I wasn't too eager to know what it was, so I leant back again and tried to relax. With Jedi being the way they were, he would get me off of his ship the first chance that he got.

"You came to collect my bounty, didn't you?" he asked.

I looked up at him, and sighed. Yes, he was the person I was supposed to kill. There weren't many Jedi on Tatooine, and I had been given a description on him and nothing more. No name, just that his bounty was about five hundred thousand credits. I would be living like a queen for the rest of my life.

"I wasn't sure it was you at first," I sighed.

"Five million's a lot, hey?" he laughed.

I looked down guiltily, and he stopped laughing. Five MILLION! No, five hundred thousand was all I had heard about.

"Well, you saved my life, so I owe you," he insisted.

I looked back at him in shock. He owed me? He'd figured out that I had originally come to collect his bounty, yet he was saying that he owed me? Well, I guess I had saved him.

I thought over in my head the reason why I had done it in the first place, but I struggled to come to any kind of conclusion. It wasn't guilt, I was sure of that. It wasn't anything like some weird misplaced trust either. It was like a kind of... friendship? That was the closest I came to any sort of reasonable answer, and that was far off anyway. I had no idea what had made me do it, but it wasn't like me to do something like that.

"You don't have any transport, I assume?" he asked.

"How did you know?" I enquired.

"I went to collect your stuff. Brought it here for you," he smiled.

"And why would you do that?" I asked, confused with what his motive could be.

"Well your room wasn't paid for anymore, and I have a proposal for you," he replied.

His words caught my attention, and I waited eagerly for him to continue. If he had something amazing to offer me, in comparison to five million credits.

"Well I happen to know that you like exploring... a lot," he started.

What was he thinking? Exploring? Hell, I liked going places since the only places I had been were Tatooine and Korriban, but exploring? Seriously?

"I can... offer you a full road trip of the known galaxy... all of it... for free," he offered.

I gasped. The whole of it? That would have cost me probably about the same amount of money as the first bounty offer. And not only that, but I had always wanted to see the galaxy. I was kind of hoping in the first place that I would be able to see everywhere with my bounty hunter profession, but they never let me go anywhere else. Just the same dust and desolate landscape. I had never seen real grass before, and maybe it was my chance.

I know it sounded lame that I did like seeing new things, but the prospect was just immense. Imagine that you had never seen grass before. Or seen a sky that looked truly amazing, not plain. To be able to go anywhere I wanted. What this Jedi was offering me, was freedom. And I could not refuse such an offer.

"So you know who I am, but I don't know who you are," I added.

He seemed taken aback by what I had said, and frowned.

"How could you not know who I am?" he asked.

"Anonymous bounty. As long as I know what you look like, I don't need anything more," I explained.

He nodded with understanding. I was very eager to know who he was, with a bounty that big on his head. He was either someone important, or related to someone of great interest. Hesitating, he looked deep into my eyes.

"Can you make me a promise?" he asked.

Oh, I wasn't going to fall into one of those traps. It would be something that I would never contemplating doing, and an unfair request.

"Depends. I'm a ruthless bounty hunter, what kind of promise are you hoping for me to keep?" I pointed out.

He smirked, and then his calm expression returned.

"I saw what you did to that Sith. Ruthless is not what you are. You show compassion and determination," he concluded.

"I'm not a stuffed bantha, I can cause damage," I laughed.

He laughed quietly with me, and I could tell that maybe the whole travelling thing would work out. Maybe we'd be able to deal with each other just long enough for me to do what I wanted to do. I really hoped so.

"So this promise?" I asked.

"Promise that if you know who I am, that you won't take my bounty... or my father's," he finished.

I had been right about my assumption that he was related to someone important. It was always one or the other for the reason of a bounty. I didn't do small ones, I did major bounties. Money was important.

However, I was really taken by the opportunity to explore the galaxy, and it was more than he was worth. And lastly, he was not a bad man. His father sounded like he could be, but he was not. I didn't kill innocents. It wasn't my style. I could probably keep his promise for him, but maybe his father would be a different kettle of fish.

"Okay, I promise," I sighed, giving up. I couldn't miss out because of my morals.

"You sure?" he pressed.

"...Yes," I confirmed.

"My name is Dustil Onasi. My father... is Admiral Carth Onasi," he explained.

He gave me a minute to let it sink in, and I stopped dead in my tracks. There were upsides and downsides to what he had told me.

The bad things were that Carth Onasi could probably have me executed in less than a second, so I really could not go back on his promise. I wasn't going to risk anything like the end of my life by the hand of an Admiral.

It also meant that if I did anything stupid or something happened to Dustil, I would probably have been killed.

The good outweighed the bad by quite a bit, such as the reason that Dustil was so attractive was because he was related to Carth.

Furthermore, it meant that I was probably in contrast, very safe with Dustil. Not only was he an accomplished Jedi Knight, but he could probably take me anywhere and he would go unnoticed. We wouldn't be disturbed.

I held out my hand that didn't hurt, and waited.

"Nice to meet you, Dustil," I smiled.

He put his hand in mine, and we shook hands.