"I kinda need a ride off planet." She looked at him hopefully.
"How did you get here?"
"Umm, I stowed away on a ship."
"From where?"
"None of your business."
"To where?"
"I don't know."
"How did you did you plan on getting off?" She sized him up, deciding if she should tell him.
"Well, I had a couple ship hotwired so I could sneak in and get off wherever they went. I don't have a particular destination; I just need to get away from here." The young man ran a hand through his black hair as he sighed.
"Ok. I don't have time for a detour, but you can come with me."
"Thank you so much."
"No problem. I'm Zekk, by the way."
"Nice to meet you Zekk."
"I'm docked in bay number 34 and I'm leaving in an hour. You can meet me there or stay with me."
"I'll just come with you."
"Okay." He flashed a bright, charming grin and she caught herself grinning back.
Zekk tried to read the girl through the Force. She was beautiful and seemed pretty stubborn. Independent, pretty much summed it up. There was no doubt she'd find a way to survive if she was alone in the galaxy, but he had been drawn to her. When she asked for help, he didn't have the guts to tell her no, and he had agreed before he had realized he had made a decision. The Force seemed interested with the girl. It hung around her and it seemed to pull him towards her at the same time. There was a brightness about her, a light that shone through her. And yet there was also a darkness that seemed to run through her veins. It was clear she was no Jedi, but the Force seemed to cling to her, to flow through her as if she was calling on it. Her shady past didn't help either. Who was she? Why was she here? Where did she come from? Why had she happened to find him and ask for help? He frowned a bit. This girl was a puzzle; a mystery that would take some time to solve. He had a feeling that he would never find out anything unless he got close to her, made her trust him. And he planned to do that.
What was he getting herself into? He didn't even know her name. Any normal person would have told him her name when he provided his. But she wasn't any normal person. Only time would tell, he guessed. And in the meantime, he had company. He had to admit that ever since Jaina left and began seeing Jag, he had been lonely. Jag was a good guy and Zekk was glad she had found someone she was happy with. He would always feel a certain attachment to her. She was more than a friend. She had been his first love, she had brought him back from the Dark Side, she had been his best friend for years. All that was important, but he had moved on romantically. He had tried dating a couple girls, but it hadn't worked out. He had decided to quit looking for happiness and just let the Force guide him to where he would be happiest. He was waiting for the girl he was destined to be with. The one who was his other half, much like Jag was Jaina's.
"Is this it?" Her voice startled him and he left his thoughts.
"Yes."
"It's beautiful," she breathed in awe. He looked with compassion on the Lightning Rod.
"Thanks. Ready to blow this rock?"
"Absolutely."
"How did you get here?"
"Umm, I stowed away on a ship."
"From where?"
"None of your business."
"To where?"
"I don't know."
"How did you did you plan on getting off?" She sized him up, deciding if she should tell him.
"Well, I had a couple ship hotwired so I could sneak in and get off wherever they went. I don't have a particular destination; I just need to get away from here." The young man ran a hand through his black hair as he sighed.
"Ok. I don't have time for a detour, but you can come with me."
"Thank you so much."
"No problem. I'm Zekk, by the way."
"Nice to meet you Zekk."
"I'm docked in bay number 34 and I'm leaving in an hour. You can meet me there or stay with me."
"I'll just come with you."
"Okay." He flashed a bright, charming grin and she caught herself grinning back.
Zekk tried to read the girl through the Force. She was beautiful and seemed pretty stubborn. Independent, pretty much summed it up. There was no doubt she'd find a way to survive if she was alone in the galaxy, but he had been drawn to her. When she asked for help, he didn't have the guts to tell her no, and he had agreed before he had realized he had made a decision. The Force seemed interested with the girl. It hung around her and it seemed to pull him towards her at the same time. There was a brightness about her, a light that shone through her. And yet there was also a darkness that seemed to run through her veins. It was clear she was no Jedi, but the Force seemed to cling to her, to flow through her as if she was calling on it. Her shady past didn't help either. Who was she? Why was she here? Where did she come from? Why had she happened to find him and ask for help? He frowned a bit. This girl was a puzzle; a mystery that would take some time to solve. He had a feeling that he would never find out anything unless he got close to her, made her trust him. And he planned to do that.
What was he getting herself into? He didn't even know her name. Any normal person would have told him her name when he provided his. But she wasn't any normal person. Only time would tell, he guessed. And in the meantime, he had company. He had to admit that ever since Jaina left and began seeing Jag, he had been lonely. Jag was a good guy and Zekk was glad she had found someone she was happy with. He would always feel a certain attachment to her. She was more than a friend. She had been his first love, she had brought him back from the Dark Side, she had been his best friend for years. All that was important, but he had moved on romantically. He had tried dating a couple girls, but it hadn't worked out. He had decided to quit looking for happiness and just let the Force guide him to where he would be happiest. He was waiting for the girl he was destined to be with. The one who was his other half, much like Jag was Jaina's.
"Is this it?" Her voice startled him and he left his thoughts.
"Yes."
"It's beautiful," she breathed in awe. He looked with compassion on the Lightning Rod.
"Thanks. Ready to blow this rock?"
"Absolutely."