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Bounty Hunters 2

/Flashback/

The Jedi split up, three doubling back to find transport while Obi-Wan and Garen ran through the crowds. While the two women hadn't been recognised, they had. Moving swiftly they made sure to stay out of corners. Along the way, Garen was almost downed by a drunk Wookiee, and Obi-Wan was accused of stealing something from aTwi-Lek. Fortunately for him, the Twi-Lek stopped some of the troopers chasing them to report the supposed theft.

Finally, after ten minutes of running, they had ended up leaving the spaceport, and the troopers with it, behind. After walking a few blocks and a couple of levels down, to where the dirt and grime was so think, it was more prevalent than air. Garen asked, "What now?"

Obi-Wan didn't look at him as he answered, instead watching the shadows, lest they move. "First, different clothes. Second, haircuts. Third, hair-dye. Fourth," he finally made eye-contact. "Well, we'll cross that bridge when we come to it."

Garen nodded after he had finished speaking. After a few moments of silence, he finally spoke. "This is really real, huh? I'm not going to wake up on New Apsolon and find out it's all a really bad dream, am I?"

Obi-Wan suddenly stopped walking, turned to him, and put his hands on his shoulders. "Yes, this is really real. Our friends are dead, the Temple has been destroyed, and we are on the run because someone we used to call friend has been a Sith Lord all this time and proclaimed himself Emperor." He sighed. Such a simple sound, filled with more emotion than Garen had ever heard in his friend's voice.

"Look, Gar. I know how you feel, I'm shocked, too. But we have to keep moving. We can mourn them when we find somewhere safe.""With that, two lost souls moved off into the gloom of Coruscant's lower levels.

/Present/

The first thing Obi-Wan heard as he woke, was laughter. Groaning, he blinked, slowly becoming accustomed to his surroundings. The dingy hotel room left the inhabitants in want of a clean cloth, but the owner didn't ask any questions.

Focusing on the other inhabitant of the room, Obi-Wan said, groggily, "What time is it? You'd better have a damn good reason for this."

"It's two in the morning, local time. I have three good reasons for waking you. Firstly, we've received news from the girls. Secondly, we've got a new contract and lastly, I think the Imps may know that we're on Nar Sharddaa. You know how they are about Jedi, and us in particular, it would seem."

By the time Garen had finished speaking, Obi-Wan had managed to push himself into a sitting position on the gritty bed. "That would be because of our ranks. What did the girls say?"

"Apparently, Big E wants to negotiate. They're going to check it out, but I think it's a trap."

"Didn't you say the Imps know we're here?"

"Yes."

"Continue while we pack, then."

"And about the contract, we have to capture a Bothan who goes by the name of Ki'Sum."

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