The Fluid Motion

Chapter 13: Parts All Over

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.

Tatooine

.2 BBA

Kua Wan lined up a van and a driver to look into a lead at a radio tower some 20 klicks away as that person was supposed to know someone who knew Bevel in the search for someone who might know where to find Bevel Leminsk. There was another lead at a hut in the Jundland wastes, some old hermit. He paid his informant, a death stick junkie and went to answer the rendezvous call. Hustling through the streets of Mos Eisley still sure he was being followed but strangely his coms were silent.

He reached the "room" a party room in the quiet mattress and looked around in disgust and embarrassment. The hedonistic room would however fit them all as the Wookie, still recovering from his brush with death was tended to by Dark and Doc was lying on the floor. Doc was in consultation with Az over a radio tower lead they had found and lastly on a set of pillows the girls lounged with a local carrying a blaster and a lightsaber.

"Did they leave us a puke bucket?" Kua Wan asked before walking over to the kid who looked like a celebrity, only shorter "What's your name?"

"Louis Skywalker."

"You need to drive up your bounty, you are not worth my effort." Several groans were heard around the room and Dark asked "When ARE you gonna get new material?" so he just tossed the coordinates to a hut in the Jundland wastes at him.

"I do not know, I blew a competitor away, smacked others around and arranged a transport to the radio tower and got you that milk run." He said like he was king of the castle. "What happened to the Wookie?"

"IG-88 shot him in the head." Darklighter replied, "and Louis is the best bush pilot in the galaxy, so he has some value."

"Nope, no "best bush pilots in the galaxy" bounties yet." Kua checked his wrist datapad.

"Where does Jahn rank?" Dalaara asked.

"Still not valuable unless you collect like seven. Now him and the Golden Couple? That would draw a big pot." Kua told them.

"He's on the Hawk right now." Derien stated watching Az get up.

"I knew I should have changed the code!"

"Relax, he needed a place to cook some barnacles and oil and fungus and I really do not think changing any code would make a hill of beans." Fleur said waiting… "You left a droid in the vehicle silly." She smiled before adding "He said the stink would be a nasty surprise should anyone come near for a while."

"I'm glad he is making his glue." Kua Wan added "He is almost as effective as a grenadier with it and it has much less gore so we have more time for creative questioning."

"But my ship?"

"He must have a reason." Dalaara defended while Derein began exercising and Fleur sank into meditation.

"There were 4 of us now 5 and ... oh... he is ... unsuccessful?" Fluer came out of her meditation.

"Jahn UN successful?" Kua scoffed.

"I think he is doing it because with 4 to 5 adepts, the dern ship reeks of Force Transients." Fleur said "I think he is trying to balance that."

"So plan for the next few hours?" Az asked excitedly "We could use the old radio tower to…"

"SEND OUT ANTI IMPERIAL PROPAGANDA!" Dr. Altair shared a high five with Az Louis and Dark just shook their heads.

"We will go shopping, maybe find another vehicle, or two." Dalaara said as Grrtak growled and got up.

"Me and Grrtak will check out the Jundland wastes." Dark said.

Jahn watched via his droid net as the group split up, Watto, his "boss" he was working for stood outside making a deal on two speeder bikes he had just patched together and refurbed counting his money.

Then IG-88 came in "I have traced above normal bandwidth hog here. Signals jammed, must eliminate." He said looking around pointing his laser canon at some little droids.

Jahn looked up and knew this was the end of his employ as he made final tweeks to a pair of speeder bikes for Grrtak and Dark who were but a minute away.

So while Watto flapped backwards in panic Jahn just waved like he was hailing IG-88 and the killer droid exploded into all his discrete parts, most crushed. And of course every Force sensitive in 50 systems heard him spool up before using "Electric Rend", something he used with aplomb on droids knowing all their weak spots knowing it also fried memory.

"Not a bad salvage boss, have fun." Jahn said picking up his full possibles bag and waving an emitter.

"Good toy." Watto mentioned "Well waddya gonna doo heyar?"

"I need to leave, you need to maka da moola, a Wookie will be by to pick up the bikes," his voice got low as he leaned in as Watto ducked his head "unless you want to end up like the gun toting droid, you sell at a reasonable price and keep the droid as a bonus, but flip the parts fast."

"Notta bad idea at all." He said looking up to nothing when a Wookie and a local walked in. Shoot! how did he do that? Toydarians are immune to mind tricks.

A Zeltron, Major Lin of the inquisitors felt the Force blast in the shop way up in orbit. "Ready my shuttle." He ordered as Ral Gorgon boarded a shuttle toward Tatooine.

Jahn went to his in town stash and ate some beans while he surveyed the net results and shared it with Artie. "Damn IG-88 has spares so I want to know where."

Az was trying to not freak out in the close quarters of the "battle van" driven by a pair of Nikto. The rolling dunes of Tattoine rolled by as the group headed to the "old radio tower". Dr. Altaire was busy thinking up all the propaganda they could shout there until the Skywalker kid interjected something.

"Waddya mean it will not work?" Altair asked shouting.

"This is Hutt space, Hutts control everything, no one cares about the imps here as they just arrived on some manhunt." Louis added. "The locals LOVE the empire now as they are making money."

"Really?"

"I've lived here for 16 years, so yeah, really." at that the van came to a stop and they disembarked.

IG-88 rebooted in another body, he then left his bounty ship with a speeder bike, headed for the radio tower as the doors closed 3 jars and 2 thermal detonators entered. Two Nikto were waiting on him at a rendezvous point.

"Time to eliminate biologic Kua Wan and a bandwidth hog."

Jahn, lay like a sand predator near Az's ship, through his droid net he had a pair of Starkeys at Ben's old house and two at Bevel's house as "gifts", two dropkicks full off Buzz Bomb droids following the two shopping girls and two near his place under Az's ship with 48 vultures in a container nearby and 2 flying CAP for the drunken van. Ben was about 50 meters away.

Somehow he still did not feel comfortable but settled into his droids again while on his body under the sand he fired extend and pull muscles for exercise in his dream.