Well, I have no idea were I'm going. I got a bad feeling about it so our coarse was set for Dantooine, a major force spot with that old Jedi Temple there. A good place to hide a group of dark force is in light force areas.
We decided to talk and get to know each other more. Ryu got the short straw so he started.
"Well, I was born on Naboo. My parents moved to Coruscant when I was ten. I went through school as a engineering major. I joined the Defense Station at twenty-five were I met my soon to be wife, Tana. We married a year later, and have been happily married for five years now. I was in construction blasting before the Defense Station, that is when I got good at it. I am thirty-three.That is just about it."
"Interesting," said Leena, "so your up now Gilligan."
"Okay, I was born on Onderon, in the richer half. My parents were scientists, scanning for more effective hyperdrive routes when they found that signal. I got the short end of the stick from then on. I was picked on, beat up, and shoved in anything possible. After awhile, I learned how not to be seen, heard, or even noticed. Needless to say, I was never counted late to class again. At about fifteen, we move to Coruscant to oversee a new hyperdrive route's construction. After a major accident, they realized we were being sabotaged. I took it upon myself to catch the culprit or culprits who were doing it. I caught the guys and found my calling in one night, I was a infiltrator in service of Coruscant. I was twenty then and I'm thirty now, and here we are."
"Cool," Leena stated, " your next Naomi."
"Okay, I was born a slave on Tatooine. It wasn't long before me and my parents were separated. Soon after, I was put in podracing, and I was pretty good. At around twenty, I earned enough to buy myself out of slavery and a ticket to Coruscant. I joined the Defense Station in hopes to put my podracing skills to good use. I got suck with a lot of lousy assignments, you know, tranposting stuck up polititions who wet themselves at every air pocket. I stuck it out by listening to stories of the infamous Wanted Bounty Hunter. So, as luck would have it, I got this mission at twenty-nine."
"Whoa. That's pretty harsh." Leena said. "So LX is next."
"I have very little to say. I was built a custom model of a decommissioned HK unit assassin droid. I was overjoyed about my new lease on life, and my new master made me to do my favorite job, killing. That is all."
"Oookay, well I'm next." Leena started. "Well, I was born and raised on Coruscant. I always had good vision and a great shot. I got my first blaster at sixteen. It was a modified Hold-Out blaster with a stun function only. At twenty, I moved on to blaster rifles, specifically sniper rifles. I have some sharp-shooting trophies back home, and I always keep my first blaster on me."
"I don't now why, your practically a weight lifter." I added jokingly.
"Moving on, I joined the defence station at twenty-five and I first me Keth the same year. I got my job as Bounty Officer two months later, and we've been friends since. I was happy with my job when he called me for the mission, and I was thrilled. Now, I'm here, thirty and happy.
"Okay, your turn Keth. We want to hear your story." Naomi said.
"I don't like to talk about it."
"Come on, we all did."
"Fine. I was born on Nar Shadaa. At five, my family was killed in a gang raid. I was taken in by a retired bounty hunter named Jean Lyon. He took me in, taught me everything he knew about battle and life. He was my adoptive father. I never found the guys who did it, but I really didn't look. I knew a vengeful life was a dark one. I left Jean to live on my own at nineteen. Then, I was a small time hunter, making more money as a repairman and picking up any lowlifes who were stupid enough to call me. I got my title after taking down a mobsters son. I was, contrary to popular belief, not in trouble with the law. I 'm wanted by the Exchange because I target guys who deserve justice and I don't take bribes. I built the Valiant and LX a year later along with my gear. I'm well acquainted in all forms of weaponry, but I prefer pistols and melee. I've been at it for ten years past my title and about a week ago I was kidnaped by trandoshan slavers. I escaped and with LX's help we got to the bridge only to find the captain dead. I was then attacked by a Sith assassin who killed the captain and I killed him. I talked with the Jedi Council and they gave me this insanity we are dealing with now. All I ask is one thing, if I don't make it out after this job, make sure people know why. I'm going to sleep, I suggest you do the same."
On that note, I went to my bunk for some much needed sleep. Who knows, maybe I can get a new title out of this job. Just call me the Council's Hunter.