The search for the Weapon

Chapter 3: Shadows in the Night

I own not those situations I borrow from Disney Properties, Lucas, Mechalich or Thomas Benjamin DeMayo. This is a dramatization from my mind on a character created from the meld of table gaming and so on. Special thanks to ideas Drew Karpyshyn and Tim Lebbon fermented. Special thanks to Morihei Ushiba who formed Petre with his wisdom. Like any mind construct this is an exercise and my own work building on other ideas from the past.

This is a Zeison Sha story, set in what is known as the Star Wars EU.

Averam

.4 BBA

Jahn left the dance hall before Leo and Nera gaining altitude on a nearby roof to be able to watch the two non-fire escape exits. He watched as the "two kuneho" left the bar and the voorcats who lost the two needles to Jahn followed Leo. He put on his mask and got ready to aid Leo. _

Leo Organa was hunted, not an unusual occurrence given that Alon had not really believed the "official" death of Adrianna and him. He missed his boo and wondered why Master Mace Windu was so against love. Jedidiah's letter, inscribed on the back of the painting he had left them, again done with stylus, was informative on the Zeison Sha code, Yanibar's rules and the core precepts of the Whole Force Adept Person along with something called the "original unabridged Je'Daii code". Written in very small basic, he had studied and meditated upon the concepts to try to get insight. Master Windu was furious when he found the picture and its hidden message, taking the picture from him. Tonight he received that message back in the piece Dantels tripped over and he really appreciated it.

Leo's mind was brought back to the present as the background of the picture Nera had NOT revealed with her etching looked nearer. One hand, ready on the slug thrower he carried and another on an exquisite vibroblade he would use if things got close.

Jahn however had calculated everything for his trap, the electo whip wielding women would stand in a killing zone near two avenue lamps to limit Leo's avenue of escape.

The Mistryl women readied to leap out to brutally slay Leo when they were swept by the legs lifted in the swift noose they heads bouncing off the lamp poles with a ringing clunk as they dropped their weapons. When they had recovered from this, their quarry and the hunter who trapped them were gone, so they simply cut themselves down. Caught by a simple old school trap they were embarrassed, failures again.

Leo chuckled as his eyes enhanced by the Force caught the sight of the simultaneous traps caught the assassins lifting them into the air with only a whisper of Force use to trigger the traps and ensure they conked their heads. Leo smiled before he changed direction and hurried on toward his hidden ship outside town to head back to training under Masters Windu and Kota.

Jahn, finished his watch over Leo and began the adventure run to Leo's ship. He enjoyed the exercise as he reached the Phoenix Hawk he sensed was Leo's ride and smiled. Figures he would be sentimental about this ship. Jahn was quickly etching a message in the dust on the paint. A phrase in the clear yet so thin, so odd, that those not sensitive would not get the meaning, figuring it was an employee who wrote CLEAN ME! ASD Ship Detailing, Folor. That should get the two love birds going.

He dashed away headed toward the freight port to check on Nera._

"Clean Me?" Leo said when he saw it but he felt the swirl in the Force noting Jedidiah had been there, obviously using the Force to etch it in the crazy strong paint that was designed to survive multiple atmospheric changes. But he did sense the intent was ... humorous? and ASD... Addy! he thought and his heart gave a leap thinking of the Daughter of the Emperor himself...

Nera Dantels casually dropped the Zenji needle she mutilated the note with. Before leaving something else, a few credits, hidden, for Jahn to find. She would check tomorrow at their walk around before liftoff.

Jahn watched Nera place the items on the ground away from the Starduster and picked up the items. Then he went to find a place to sleep the night wishing he had packed a bedroll as he searched for a sheltered rooftop instead of a trash can like he had just been in. He also decided to sleep in his eva suit with his Sha armor in his bag with his staff and diskblade ready, just not entirely visible.

The next morning, Jahn saw the familiar if unsettling sight of an imp troop transport land expelling about 80 Storm troopers as he felt Ral Gorgon in orbit above.

Stang! So close! Yet…. the Force did not show him obstructed, yet... talk about tip toes and eggshells!

At Porfiro's Cantina, which was mentioned by the message in the Zenji needle Jahn decided to find a way to justify his presence all day as he watched for a trap and bumped into everyone else. The best he could do was wander to "bounty corner" and act like he waited on a contract, and technically it was correct. He expanded his senses lightly as a parade of candidates came to a freighter captain for a ride to "The Alliance to Restore the Republic". Jahn still could not repress a tic at that name... why go backward? the republic meant the core and inner rim were better off. Why not Alliance to stop the Church of the Darkside that was in every stang port! Something about a religion of Nihilists that believe all destruction is "the true nature of the Force" really got to him and he had to calm himself... it was all he could do to not burn the place to the ground today, but he did not have any "white fire" mixings of phosphor, alum and mangnese like he heard a church caught fire in Darknell...

"Shanev feelings..." he centered sent Jannma and himself for the 50th time that morning thankful his suit did not betray him.

Jahn listened intently from his corner as even a Senator and her force sensitive body guard came to book passage. He counted his coins, not enough, after the breakfast he just had.

So he changed to his usual sun hat (the Kyuzo helm) and Yanab gale head protection in an alley as the dern troopers were thick.

Quick calculation showed he needed a bit more so he went out to the markets in full awareness mode or what his dad called "Togrunta", using the body and anything like his hat as a montral, to sense the Force and intentions riding in it. The Storm troopers stopped him seven times for papers and he made sure he explained his "look" each time and acted sufficiently odd and unthreatening selling his blaster discretely so he could go pay his "fare". He really did not need it anymore after today...

When he walked back in a Wookie he had drawn before had finished signing up while a former Zann consortium pirate waited ahead of him. A doctor caught his eye as did the odd person sneaking out and she brushed him. Her in a cargo box on the ship they would use came to mind.

"Wish I had thought of that." Jahn mused as he saw Kua Wan over at the side looking … well still like a guy in armor much like he did. Jahn brought his coins over to Captain Azreal who was interviewing a portly pilot named De'Polomis and waiting his turn.

"Excuse me but have you an idea why we are here." Az asked and Jahn nodded.

"We are looking for warriors." Captain Az said looking at Jahn's outward lack of gear, other than a hard vac suit and an electro staff he really had nothing visible.

Jahn merely put his credits down in a line moving them one by one without a gesture toward the captain in the Force quietly enough only the sensitives in the room could feel it. He saw the Senator look when her bodyguard took interest in "the scooting coins".

"You'll do. Sign"

Jahn from Yanibar.

Kua Wan looked over his shoulder then turned to walk with him.

"New name, is it the real one?"

"Same name, same question." Jahn responded as they traveled like most of the others, a diddy bop tourist group. "I did wonder why I have seen five of us and the Phoenix Hawk all in the same day's span." He heard Kua's intake of breath. "The Mistryl limped away as soon as bucket heads arrived at 4 am still not having found me. Leo left even earlier than that but Adrianna was not here. Dude, you let the mistrals live?"

"They paid." Kua replied and Jahn rolled his head. "This could be bumpy. Did you bring your glue?"

Jahn shook his head "Hey, I'm just here to watch the show until it gets interesting, and clean up messes. then maybe I will make you some glue."

"Then you will make an appearance."

"Different time place and tactics much less mission and much more scrutiny overhead, if ya know what I mean." he gestured "Addy's big sis is up there right now, turning me in, you could have half of Mandalore." he whispered.

"I want it all, and a ringside seat." he told Jahn "Besides, we have a deal."

"Last one standing on Myrkr, got it." Jahn replied as they made their way "You are finally on the mission I was leading to all along." And Kua held composure as they boarded.

"Rats! I had hoped it would stay boring." Then Kua asked a question. "Value up yet?"

"Let's see…." And Kua's digital list had his name, the Sha and his "Misu" suit on it before he shrugged "Still shows contracts out on some Kratovas Wildman with a Kyuzo hat," he tapped Jahn's "they are looking for the Shanev Mandalorean and the two assassins of the Golden couple." Kua said looking at Jahn "This Kratovas Wildman and the Mandalorean are supposed to be captured more or less whole and undamaged which is such a pain." Kua Wan shrugged shouldering his kit to board with the rest. "Sounds lacking value to me."

Kua heard in his helmet "So, would you like an upgrade to the helmet that provides directional hearing and sound protection." As he seated for takeoff.

"Sounds good, you could give me a device for that?" Kua looked at Jahn who was working on some electronic ring.

"Yes, for a price, I think it is worth 10 Pegwatt, two auries and one zemwat."

"Hutt money?"

"Yes." Kua heard again.

"Who are you talking to?" the senator's bodyguard asked as Kua heard a snicker in his helmet.

"This will also secure the vulnerability all Mandalorean helmet armor has in the sonic detection and its slice-ability." Jahn said again in his helmet through his electronic interfaces but Kua noticed no one else responding, Jahn's mouth was not even moving.

"Fraking hacker crap!" he tossed a pouch that had just that amount of Hutt money, separate from the wuipiupi he carried. Jahn handed him instruction to modify the helmet while he was in the refresher along with the ring he made and its audio jacks. Kua nodded at the discretion kindness.