Alison walked to the Jekk Jekk Tar, the meeting place to finally see Visquis and end the stupid bounty on her. Alison went away from the entrance for a bit, since she wanted a better plan before going in alone. A cloaked man then approached Alison.
"Well you are a beauty…" he seductively said.
"Ok wise guy what do you want?" Alison readied her saber, but not igniting it.
"Well over 70,000 credits who wouldn't want the bounty? But I could have a little fun before I turn you in." he smirked at Alison.
Alison heard a small metal ball roll and noticed it by his foot, she took a step back. "What the hell?..."
An explosion then set off leaving the man unconscious, also knocking Alison down. She shook the dizziness then stood up. When suddenly a woman appeared, well she wasn't a human but she was very similar, except for the slight orange skin. But there were people like that on earth, particularly bitches from Jersey. So Alison figured she probably was human.
"So you're the Jedi everyone is talking about" She walked toward Alison stepping over the unconscious hunter. "You don't look so tough." She said. She rested her hand on her hip.
"I look better than you do" Alison remarked as she stepped closer.
"I thought you Jedi were supposed to be smart, and here you are, running around Nar Shadda sticking your lightsaber into everyone's business. What? Were you planning on saving everyone on this moon? You're attracting more attention than a fleet of Sith warships." The woman remarked as she got a good look at Alison, as if she was analyzing her.
Alison crossed her arms into her robe holding her lightsaber in case she needed to use it. "So who are you?"
"I'm Mira, best bounty hunter in this system, and I'm not bragging it's a fact. I had you in my sights ever since you landed. Look I know that squid head Visquis sent you a message to meet him in the Jekk Jekk tar. He works for GOTO, and it's a trap. I bet he is going to lure you in there then start a fight, then wrap you up and deliver you dead claiming you attacked him." she said.
"Alright I'll bite, why do you care?" Alison said as she relaxed a bit.
"Well if I know about it that means everybody else on this moon does, or will soon enough. And when that happens, the bounty hunter truce is off. And things are going to get ugly quick." Mira then started to observe Alison. "Wait how old are you?"
"Well where I come from I am 18 not sure that matters, but anyway sadly I'm use to everyone hounding me down like a fox. So when they come, I'll be ready." Alison said but not to sound as if boasting.
"Actually I think your friends are the ones in trouble, someone is probably watching us, follow me. I'll take you to my hide out." Mira then started to run away.
"I guess I don't really have a choice." Alison soon started to follow Mira just in case more bounty hunters were on her tail.
Meanwhile in a Cantina,
"Well this sure beats staying on the ship. A few drinks to keep me on my toes, a few games of Pazzak to keep the mind alert. At least our fearless leader is done straightening stuff out."
Atton was making himself at home sitting at the bar ordering drinks.
"Give me a shot of Juma, and keep them coming." He reached in his ripped jacket pockets and laid out some credits.
Suddenly two Twelik girls show up and sit by him at the bar.
"Well..." he said with happily surprise. "Staying on the ship was a bad idea after all."
Back on the ship Mical was preparing the med pacs and such, he did worry about Alison. He thought about the force, the republic, but mostly about Alison. He watched a lot of Jedi holo vids when he was at the academy, he knew he could never… not with Alison, but he would time to time picture it. When they would meditate, he felt something strange through the force...
"Could this be the dark side?" Mical muttered to himself. "There is no passion there is peace..."
Kreia stood in the way that connected the Med bay to the hall; Mical felt her presence but could not see her. He went to the hall, she literally stood in front of him, but he couldn't see her.
"Is there..." he whispered. He then looked but saw nothing, he felt some strange presence, but shook it off and went back to work.
Back in the Cantina, Atton was getting a bit comfortable at the bar...
Atton drank more Juma "So... I don't think I caught your names, you two work here or?"
"We are dancers yes, and once slaves, but now no more." one of the Tweliks said. She then gave Atton a look he had seen several times before... he couldn't help but smirk.
"Oh yeah? Well what happened to your master?" Atton said as he stood up taking his last drink like a shot.
"He was made deceased; we serve no one but ourselves. So why are you here? Looking for us?" the other Tweliks said. She then eyed his blaster, no his weapon... Eww guys don't think that way.
"No, actually I'm here protecting someone…Keeping em out of trouble, by acting as a distraction for people looking to harm her." He said with pride.
"Oh not harm, we just want the beautiful exile to submit or we will harm you and find other bait." they snickered.
Atton then got in position for attack " Oh yeah why don't you two Shuttas try it? And we will see what happens." his hand was on his holster, ready to pounce.
Soon the three broke out in battle. Atton then defeated one and the other injured his side somewhat badly, but Atton prevailed and started heading for the ship.
"Well that's it, the bounty hunter truce is off that means this place is gonna get real bad, real fast. I better get back to the ship and warn the others." Atton clenched to his side, it was in pain
Shortly he made it to the ship safely, and everyone was outside.
Atton caught his breath. "Ok we need to move out."
"Atton what is wrong?" Mical asked. He then saw Atton's wound. "Atton your hurt..."
"I'm fine Kid..." He then turned to the group. "The truce between the bounty hunters in Nar Shadda is off. There's going to be a war. A trap is bad enough but having hundred bounty hunters on your back is something else." Atton said as he stretched.
"She was told to meet alone..." Kreia stated. "We cannot disrupt their meeting until the alien reveals what information he possesses."
"Look we need to move, they are coming after us not Alison." Atton replied.
"But what of Alison, if they come after us they shall be after Alison as well." Mical remarked. "We must rescue her."
"Yeah...you're right, but I'm guessing we are in a lot more trouble than she is." Atton agreed.
Suddenly three bounty hunters showed up and demanded the location of Alison. They then threatened the whole group and soon a fight broke out, but meanwhile at Mira's hiding spot.
"Well this is one of my safe houses, it's not too pretty to look at but it keeps away prying eyes." Mira said
"Oh my god it reeks, what is that smell..." Alison held her sleeve to her face. "Why did you bring me here?"
"Well Visquis is arranging a trap for you, no surprise there, and thing is he intends to cut the bounty hunters out and deliver you personally, not smart." Mira remarked.
"Actually do you have a shower here?" Alison asked.
Mira looked at Alison with slight confusion. "Uh alright... it's over here." she showed her what she needed to take the shower. "Don't take too long though, water isn't warm for long."
Alison then took her shower, when she go out her robe was missing, but she didn't pay too much mind to it. Mira then waited for her to get dressed.
"So about the hunters..." Mira stated.
"Ok, but I still got to meet with him. Just to get this over with." Alison said as she tied her hair back in a tight braid/pony tail preparing to leave.
"No you're going to stay here until I meet with him." Mira demanded.
"Excuse me? I don't think so lady..." Alison rolled her eyes but then started to feel lightheaded.
"You really don't have a choice Ms. Alison, the smell you noticed when you came in, yeah anybody without oil factory blockers like me is going to start feeling dizzy." Alison then passed out. "And fall unconscious, goodnight Jedi, I'll just take that environmental suit and I'll be back soon."
Alison woke several hours later, and just started heading to the jekk jek tar. But indeed it was a trap. Mira was captured by Visquis's men but later escaped. Alison barged her way through to finally rid of the pests. But Visquis took off running to his lair, Alison fought off the guards and went after him. She then finally made it to Visquis when a probe floated in, claiming it was GOTO. It killed Visquis for betraying him then drugged Alison. Mira heard of what happened and went to seek Alison's friends. But sometime later Alison awoke and once again in her skimmies.
"Oh are you serious? Where the hell are my clothes, I swear this better be a dream." She looked around, it was an empty room
The very same probe came out and projected a man
The man then spoke, "Hmm I was expecting someone taller."
"I was expecting my clothes to be on." Alison snapped back trying to cover herself.
"Well I had to have your weapons stripped and such and since you are a remarkably gorgeous specimen I couldn't think as to keep this sight at bay, plus I was hoping to find some flaws. Now I hope you are not in too much pain, can you understand the words I say?" the hologram echoed slightly.
"Yeah loud and clear" Alison upsettingly said. "Ok GOTO the hell do you want?"
"Are you a Jedi?" he asked.
"I am not really affiliated with the order." she answered.
"Well I have a job for you."
"You have a weird ass way of asking, I mean all the bounty hunters." Alison sarcastically said.
"The Republic, it is broken and I need it protected." He said.
"Wait so you chased me all over the dam galaxy to ask me to save it? Alright I'll do it but you have to set me free."
"I am afraid I can't do that, it would be better for me to keep you under watch than." an alarm goes off "Your allies must have found you, my ship is under attack, if you excuse me I must see the defenses to my ship."
Alison was relieved to know that her companions were on their way, she looked and looked for something to use to cover up her over exposed body. She found a curtain but used it as a toga since she couldn't really do anything else. She then looked at her skimmies, they were plenty burned, she then found a needle and tore the curtain, she then tore her skimmies and was making something to temporarily wear. it looked really tight on her. She then looked in a droid that was guarding her, it reflected her image.
"Oh my god... I look like a pin up girl..." Alison was surprised at how she looked, the dark violet color just brought out her brown eyes, and her perfectly tan skin.
But she was tired so she drifted to sleep on the cold hard floor. She had a massive headache from the drugs, she felt numb in the legs so she didn't bother to use them at the moment, then everything went black. Alison fell quickly asleep, moments later she heard a crash and bang outside her door.
"I'm too exhausted..." Alison muttered as she was awaking from a much needed rest.
Soon Atton, Mira, Mical, and the droid T3 all rushed in. But the drugs didn't fully wear of Alison.
"Well he drugged you a little too well, might be about an hour before she can move her legs properly. "Mira stated as she examined Alison. "Oh you poor girl, that slime GOTO must of swiped your robe." she then helped Alison cover up more. And of course Atton had that familiar smirk on his face. "One of you two are gonna have to carry her."
Atton then quickly picked her up and held her close, of course eyeing her body up and down feeling her curved hip against him. The droid then started beeping away. Mical then gets a hold of Alison from Atton and they move on.
"The droid suggested I take her since you are the more skillful fighter." Mical insisted.
"You stupid little trash compactor, gotta ruin my chances huh?" he kicked the droid, Atton then got his blasters ready then caught up with them.
The team fought several more robots and bounty hunters all while escaping the yacht. Then suddenly the two same Tweliks that tried to ambush Atton appeared.
One of the Tweliks spoke. "Finally, we meet the beautiful exile. Your companion should strike to kill, not wound."
Atton sighed, "Not again..."
"We meet again handsome, strong...fearful human." the other said.
Atton then became casual in stance and dialect. "Ladies, what you need is a man who understands the two of you, and understands your needs..."
"You understand our desire?" The Twelik asked.
And the other Twelik answered "Because we desire to dance, to hunt and to kill"
Atton replied, "I was kind of hoping... mating with scruffy humans might have been the first on that list."
Alison then got up a bit, "You man whore of a scoundrel..." Alison muttered to Atton as she got up, Mical gently setting her down trying to tend to her numb legs.
"Alison are you alright?" Mical asked, he examined her legs to see if they were wounded. Mical felt her soft legs and his mind slightly trailed off for a moment.
"Strike to kill, not to wound. You will not escape us this time." The Tweliks prepared to battle as did everyone else. "There's nowhere to run!"
"Escape? Run?! I didn't run from you two Shuttas last time, and this time I'm going to make sure you two stay down."
Soon they were all fighting, even Mical joined as Alison was being guarded by T3, the droid soon helped her up and giving her a healing shot. Alison then used a force wave and knocked the two Twelik girl's unconscious. Alison then fixed the dress on her to better dignify herself then was walking away to the ship accompanied by T3. She walked very fashion model like, she felt confident and wanted to strut her stuff, she honestly didn't care about anyone's opinion.
"I hope she is alright." Mical said with worry as he then trailed behind her. He watched her walk and smiled a bit but quickly stopped so no one would see.
"She's fine, just has to build up strength in her legs" Mira answered. "Can't you tell from that strut?" she laughed a bit as she followed behind.
"No it looked like something was bothering her." Atton remarked. "Trust me I definitely notice..." he muttered and smirked, Atton had always been attracted to Alison. And he noticed when she would tease him and seduce slightly. For certain he didn't complain, he looked at how her legs would move and the tight fabric accent the curves.
They soon made it to the ship when Alison suddenly collapsed of course Atton caught her, but when she helped her up she seemed upset with him.
"Alison what's wrong?" Atton asked but she did not reply.
"You do realize she heard every word you said to the skimpy Tweliks right?" Mira asked.
"Aw space, she's mad at me for it. Well I better get us out of here." Atton then headed for the cockpit.
During the rescue, the yacht's cloaking was sabotaged and one of the local Hutt's Vogga, whose freighters were being raided by G0-T0's yacht, quickly seized the opportunity and destroyed it, right as the Ebon Hawk escaped. But while on the ship Atton set the course back to Nar Shadda, and decided to look for Alison to make amends with her. Alison was washing her clothes, trying to get the sweat, dirt, and grime out of it. So Atton leaned on the wall beside her.
"So uh... your legs feel better?" Atton asked as she kept washing away.
"Yes thanks to Mical, he really has a healers touch." She didn't even look at Atton, she didn't really want to but she knew if she was to be a Jedi she should forgive him.
Atton sighed. "Look about what I said to the Tweliks"
"Oh don't worry, it's alright, perfectly fine… I just forgot how much of a scoundrel you are." She smiled at him for a second then continued with her clothes. Her smile went away fast.
She was still in the tight fabric; Atton looked at her bare legs. He leaned on the sink and watched her clean; he was hoping she would say something. But she didn't, he felt her leg a bit then wrapped his arms around her, she didn't push him off, he tried feeling her leg again. She pushed him back and slapped his hand, Atton was attractive but Alison knew she wanted to go home more than anything...
"Alright..." Atton was confused but he went to let her have some time to herself.
Alison sighed then muttered to herself, "He's lucky he's cute..." she huffed a bit herself. "Actually hot..."
Atton then wandered the ship and saw Kreia and decided to finally confront her.
Kreia then arose from meditation and became annoyed with Atton's presence. "Why are you here?"
"Because I told her, told her everything." Atton proudly said.
"Ah...and now you are free?" she faced him
"Yeah...so no more threats, no more of your requests. You and me, we're done." Atton replied.
"Did you ever think I truly held you? You are more of a fool than I thought. What truly held you was you...and let me show you why."
Atton then felt darkness within him, he then grasped his heart.
"Shall I show you?" she strongly asked, "I once held the Galaxy by the throat. I know what lies buried within you. That you hide with your desperate thoughts, your guilt, your lusts. I can unlock that part of you anytime I wish. That part of you that hungered to kill Jedi that took pleasure from it?" Kreia stated.
The feeling then went away from Atton. He then looked at Kreia with disgust.
Kreia then ignored his look, "Or perhaps you will continue to listen to my counsel and I shall ignore your pathetic attempts at freedom. Now leave me Murderer. I have nothing further to say to one such as you."
Atton then went back to the cockpit preparing the ship for landing on Nar Shadda once again. Finally, Alison was back on Nar Shadda and found the Jedi Master. The Master confessed that he felt that the Jedi Order had much to take responsibility for, and their inability to do so at Alison's trial caused him to leave. He answered her questions and taught her a lightsaber form. He then agreed to go to Dantooine and wait for her there. But Alison wasn't done on Nar Shadda, she wanted to find out about Vogga since he dealt with shipping fuel, and she remembered Telos was in great need of it. So along with Atton, Mira, and Visas Alison went around finding chances to meet with him, but none succeeded. So then they ended up at the cantina and Alison noticed some twelik dancers dancing for a Twelik male.
"No, No, No! That won't do at all, where did you learn to dance girl? Do you realize the insult your stumbling would be to Vogga?" He lectured at the dancers. "Get out of here, I have no use for an uncoordinated dancer with the appeal of a drunk rancor." he sat down and drank his juma. "I've seen enough for today, all of you can go." He reclined back in his seat and looked at the disappointed dancers, "What are you waiting for? go!"
The dancers then left and Alison walked to the table he was at.
"So what's going on here?" Alison casually asked as her companions waited afar.
The Twelik man looked at her then smiled a bit. "My master Vogga the hut, is searching for more entertainment. He grew tired of his old dancers, and asked that I find him new talented..." He eyed her. "Beautiful... to entertain him for the time being. He will be furious if I cannot find any worth for him. But perhaps my luck is changing, look at what fate has brought me. You yourself are quite a specimen, I have truly never seen a beauty such as yours, and perhaps you are interested as finding work as one of Vogga's dancers?"
"Oh me? No its fine I really don't see much use for Me." she bashfully said.
"Oh my dear you will be paid, Vogga pays handsomely for his entertainment, and I'll give you a bonus for the help. All you would have to do is find a willing female to bring, and if she dances well then I could bring her to Vogga and you will be paid for the service."
"Alright could you hold on a second please" Alison then went toward the bar where Mira, Visas and Atton were waiting and explained to them her plan for meeting with Vogga to negotiate getting fuel to Telos. "So Visas I was hoping you would..."
"Master my life is yours, but I do ask that you not request such a thing, I will serve you in battle but I have no desire for this." Visas proudly stated.
"Alright Visas I understand, Mira?"
"For a Jedi you are quite the comedian, Alison I can't dance, but I can't hunt, make grenades, and put up a good fight, but definitely not dance."
"Alright Mira its fine, Well Atton you?" Alison then laughed since she was clearly joking.
"Ha ha real funny Alison" he drank another shot of Juma, "I say you take your pretty self and do it."
"Maybe I will" Alison then walked back to the Twelik guy and Atton stood up quickly surprised she even considered it. "So what about me?"
The Tweliks smile grew, "Of course if you are willing to do so, this is excellent. Now I'll just need you to put this on and dance a little, nothing fancy, I just need to make sure you pass" He took out a sleek black case and handed it to Alison.
"Wait what?" Alison then started to have second thoughts.
"Now go on and put it on over there and let's see how you look." He then sent her over to a more private place for her to change.
Atton drank 3 more hits of Juma, and was anticipating what would happen next. Meanwhile Alison was trying on the outfit.
"This one doesn't fit right..." Alison said as she tried to get it to fit but it was no use.
"That's ok the red probably would have not flattered you, try this one." He then handed her a Royal Purple one with shiny gold trimming.
"Just my luck, my favorites color."
She then put the outfit on and came out and somewhat modeled it.
"Woof..." Mira remarked as she envied her a bit.
Atton looked memorized by how it brought out her best features, marking curve by curve, accenting her chest and such. Alison then just did a hula dance since she knew they have never seen Hawaii.
"Perfect!" The Twelik exclaimed with joy. "Vogga will be most please, and such unique dance moves."
They all then headed for Vogga's place, Atton not resisting looking at Alison with such lust. When they finally made it Mira hit Atton's side with her elbow, as a signal to knock it off. The Twelik then turned to Alison then led her in counseling her.
"Now follow me, I will escort you to see Vogga. Do not be nervous or he will not be very pleased." He then brought Alison before Vogga. "Master I have found for you an exquisite girl. Her skill and beauty will surely prove to be pleasing to your Eminence."
The fat slimy slug Vogga then demanded. "Send her in, I would much rather see her dance than listen to your tired recitations"
Alison then started to dance, she mixed hula with quite bit of belly dancing, then added hip rolls and small turns. As she turned she saw Atton enjoying the dance as well as Vogga. Atton then realized Alison noticed his staring and just played it off, but Alison looked him in the eye as she kept continued dancing and gave him a wink. She then went back to a more hula, relaxing style and the Hut then drifted to sleep as Alison lullabied him with her curves.
"I apologize, my master becomes drowsy when watching dancers, allow me to pay you for your performance." he then gave her a bag full of credits.
"Would you like your outfit back?" Alison asked.
"Oh no I insist you keep it, out of all the dancers I had hired you looked the most beautifullist in that." he then made his thank you and goodbye and left out the door.
Alison then woke up the hut and made the deal for the shipping fuel. Of course the hut wasn't very into her plan, Alison persuaded him otherwise. So shortly Alison walked out of the place a better person, she felt responsible for the destruction of Peragus so in turn she found Telos a new fuel source and saved the people of the station. And as she walked out she noticed her companions Mira and Atton applauding for her.
"What's with the clapping?" Alison asked.
"I would have never guessed" Mira remarked.
"My goodness the amount of credits I'd pay to relive that" Atton said with a huge grin on his face.
Alison hit Atton on the chest; he put up his hands in a playful way. He then picked her up and had her on his shoulder. Alison then laughed, he put her down.
"Ok I get it, let's just drop it and get back to the ship please." Alison then became super bashful.
Brianna then was nearby at a vendor getting something to eat.
"Well, well" she said as she saw Alison walking toward her. "I assumed your rituals of modesty were highly important to you."
Alison sighed and rolled her eyes, "Ok I get it I'm not dressed normally." Alison then looked around. She felt a sudden chill…
Brianna then saw Visas and her normal expression turned into a somewhat glare. "You still allow the Sith in your presence?" she continued to eat.
"Sister of the Echani, why do you dislike me so?" Visas asked as she stepped closer.
Brianna rolled her eyes. "Tell me something, if your species is blind then how can you see?"
"I use the force and all its flows for my vision." She took a breath. "It is a sight that can foretell the future…"
"Well then" Brianna said with sass, "Then you should have seen how I wasn't talking to you…"
Atton shook his head making himself more alert. "Did that really just happen?" he asked Mira as they stood watch.
"Oh great…" Alison softly face palmed herself.
"One such as I wouldn't have a desire to waste time with such a task as speaking to you" Visas said with some irritation.
"Oh yeah this is definitely happening." Mira smirked. "So uhh…"
"Atton" Atton introduced as he watched the other two bicker.
"So Atton want to place a wager?" Mira took out some credits.
Atton also took out some credits. Alison separated the two from each other. "That's enough." She looked at Brianna then at Visas. "I am not tolerating the idea of my friends fighting each other."
Brianna looked at Alison with confusion. "She is a Sith!" she crossed her arms. "Why you allow such evil around you I wonder."
Visas stood her ground. "Do not speak of me as if I am not present."
"Wow this could get ugly…" Atton stepped back.
"Knock it off the both of you." Alison said sternly. "You wanna know why I let Visas join us?" she looked at Atton and Mira. "Huh do you?" she pointed at Mira then to Atton. "Do you?" she took a breath. "It's because I do believe she can be saved..."
All were stunned by this...
Alison sighed. "I'm not stupid. I know you Visas have tasted the dark side, and you have probably done things that are unforgiveable, but it is not my place to judge." She noticed the stun look on their faces. "That's right, me the apparent noble exile isn't perfect. I too have done bad things. Probably not as bad as being a Sith, or a Sith Assassin., but I will still admit that it was wrong and learn not to do them again." She looked to Visas then Atton. "No matter what happens there will always be a dark side, as well as a light one."
Kreia then spoke in her head…"You are learning."
Alison continued. "But I just do what is right not only for others but myself…" she took a deep breath and relaxed. "And if I am the one who will train you then I ask you do the same."
"Master, I apologize... I also wish to board the ship to meditate on this matter..." Visas stated as she bowed her head.
Alison nodded her head and went into the market searching through the food vendors to find something that looked really good to eat, as well did the others who stayed alongside Alison. The group then found some grub, Brianna and Mira sat by each other. The two actually hit it off well having friendly conversations. Alison sat Alone but near so no one else would mistake her half naked ass as a slave. Atton then went by her.
"How you doing?" he asked her in a friendly way.
"Well instead of feeling like a teacher to students I feel like a nanny to children." Alison drank a cafe which was pretty much a coffee.
"Well you're one of the few Jedi who still seem to follow the code. It's actually nice for once." He then drank his drink. He then offered some to Alison.
Alison shrugged her shoulders and took a sip but quicky spat it out. "What the hell Atton! Yuck what was that?"
"Just some Juma, not the best but good enough to help you relax." He drank some more.
Alison was spitting, trying to get the nasty taste away. "I'm going back to the ship to run my mouth under a sink."
So the party then headed back to the ship in order to prepare for the rest of the journey. Alison then noticed a man following them.
"Looks like we have a Kathhound on our tail…" Mira said to Alison.
"You there!" he shouted at Atton.
Atton then stood before him; Alison then looked at the two and went a bit closer.
"I'll pay 77,000 credits." the man smiled at Alison. "And that's my final offer."
"Wow that's a lot of credits, what are you selling him Atton?" Alison stood by Atton.
The man looked at Alison with a little disappointment. "Oh... does this slave not know when she may speak?"
Alison glared at Atton then the man. "Slave? I hope you're not talking about me."
"Hate to break it to you but she's not for sale." Atton informed the man; he then smirked at Alison and wrapped his arm around her waist.
"Well she is quite the gem, very rare... Are you sure you don't want to sell?" he answered.
Alison then hit his rib with her elbow; she then walked up to the man and pointed her finger at him. "Look Pal, I don't know who you think you are, but I am nobody's slave! Got it? so scram before I get mad!" Alison hissed, she then turned around to leave.
Atton held onto his rib, Alison so happened to hit him in the side he was hurt, but he played it cool. Because on Nar Shadda, someone see's you weak, they take advantage of it. Another man approached...
"Hey I saw the ship you flew in... my ship." He stated.
Atton's smirk went away and he became serious. "Your ship? I'd lay off the spice if I were you..." he glanced at Alison then looked back to him. "That's our ship. Not yours."
"Was I talking to you?" the man snapped at Atton. He then looked at Alison. "I tell you that ship's mine."
"Oh really?" Alison answered, "What makes you think so?"
"It's the Ebon hawk isn't it? She was stolen from me during the close of the Mandalorian Wars." He answered.
"Sorry you're not getting it anytime soon, Finders Keepers." Alison then crossed her arms.
"So you admit it's not yours. How did you come by it anyway? Who did you buy it from." He asked.
"Mr. None of Your Dam Business..." Alison said with slight irritation, Mira was snickering slightly herself, she was impressed by Alison's Audacity.
"Ok good looking... We'll see about that..." He started to walk away. "Watch yourself; Nar Shadda can be a rough place."
Atton then stood by Alison. "Pfft Let me shoot him in the back, no one has to know."
Brianna then lectured Atton. "Atton, restrain yourself. Besides, a blaster would be unnecessary when a nerve strike to his neck would incapacitate him painfully without inflicting any lasting harm."
Atton then shrugged his shoulders. "Point taken..." Alison smiled and giggled. "Nice to see you Jedi have a sense of humor."
"Let's get going" Alison said. "I'm tired of being stared at for this dam outfit." she tried covering herself. Atton then placed his jacket on her shoulders gently. "Thanks Atton." she then started to walk off.
Mira then observed the two, Atton trailing behind her and such. "Well, Well, Well. This is interesting... what kind of Jedi is she?"
"Hard to tell I know." Brianna said as she stood by Mira, "We better follow before we lose them in this crowd."
Meanwhile back on the ship, Visas was looking at the ship's Console. She felt something strange, Kreia then walked into the cockpit...
"Kreia is something wrong?" Visas asked
Kreia looked around the cockpit "No not is of yet..."
The console then started to beep franticly.
Visas sensed it "Someone's trying to board the!... uhh.."
Kreia then knocked out Visas; she stood over her unconscious body.
"Yes, what happens next is not our fight. And your first reaction will not serve us here..." Kreia said as the ship was being boarded. "Let us see what the Exile will do."
The ship was filled with a gas that instantly knocked Kreia and the others that remained on board out. Alien creature gang members boarded the ship and spreaded out. Alison was then just outside the ship when suddenly she was under attack; she brought out her lightsaber and the battle begun. Atton and Mira were shooting with their blasters as Alison quickly moved and finished off the gang members and made it inside the ship. Unfortunately it wasn't the end, more came and started to shoot blasters at Alison, Mira quickly moved in with her grenades and threw them. Atton was great with a blaster, he made his mark for sure and it helped Alison a lot. Then finally they made it to the communication room where their friends were unconscious on the ground, except or Mical who was tied up and being guarded by a member with a blaster. The leader then walked up behind them clapping his scaley hands together as a sarcastic applause.
"Nice try Jedi" he said in his Alien tongue. "But if you dare cross us, the penalty is destruction."
Alison took her breath. "Seriously all this for a dam parking spot... Well probably isn't the first time."
The leader then started to Attack Alison, she was caught by surprise and was cut on the side, she then attacked back and quickly the battle was done, and Alison was victorious, she used her hand to put pressure on the wound so blood wouldn't come out. Mical immediately started to treat her wound. Then the so called previous owner of the Ship ran to Atton.
"Look there's been a misunderstanding... The ship, it's all yours. Consider it a gift all right?" He shook from fear,.
"Thanks, now get off our ship buddy..." Atton muttered to him.
He stuttered. "G-great it's uh... junk. I'll be leaving now." He then ran out the exit.
Soon Alison was on the Med Bay bed, she wasn't hurt badly but the blood made it seem dramatic. Right as Mical was about to treat it Alison heard Kreia's voice in her head...
"Alison, it is time you learned to heal yourself with the force..." Kreia's voice echoed.
Alison then cleared her mind and thought about her wound disappearing... Mical saw the light glowing from where she was hurt, slowly the wound closed it self and the glowing stopped. Alison opened her eyes and felt better.
"Are you alright Alison?" Mical asked.
"Yeah I'll be fine, I wished I learned this long ago, then I wouldn't complain so much." Alison smiled as she replied.
"I'm so glad to hear... Is there something I can help you with?" Mical insisted.
Atton walked into the Med Bay. "Actually if you don't mind..." Atton then started to take off his shirt.
Alison was then blushing but quickly shook it off, she then saw his wound and her smiley, bashfulness quickly went away. Atton sat next to Alison on the bed, Alison got up and looked at his wound, it looked serious.
Alison looked at his muscular body slightly but mainly the wound. "Why didn't you tell me Atton?"
He smiled and looked at her as Mical then began to treat it. "Alison, you have Jedi stuff to worry about. No need to worry about me screaming like a stuck mynock... well a very manly mynock." he sat up straight broadening is shoulders.
"Atton I'll need you to stop moving and relax." Mical said
"Alright kid, alright" Atton then did what he needed to do to heal properly.
Alison then decided to wash off her blood from Atton's jacket and change her dam clothes, meanwhile Atton was going on and on about Alison's 'performance'
"Listen Atton I can see you are Attracted to Alison... but I ask you restrain yourself from making those inappropriate comments." Mical insisted.
"Hey kid, can you ever take a Joke?" Atton said. "You said so yourself she's beautiful, I just appreciate it differently. Ok doc am I done?" Atton felt the stitches.
"Yes... now I guess you should go pilot the ship now." Mical washed the blood off his hands.
Atton then patted Mical's shoulder and headed to the cockpit, he then noticed his jacket placed on the pilots chair nicely. He smiled and put it on, it was warm and slightly smelled like Alison. He smiled, then smirked as his mind continuously replayed Alison's calypso's dance. The ship was then taking off and was kicked into light speed...