Chapter 2: The Alderaan incident
"Excuse me sir, but this is the tenth Correlian ale that you drink... Are you sure you've got enough credits to pay for all that?" asked the bartender in the local cantina, somewhere on Alderaan. "Just give me another drink, don't ask questions". Answered A brown cloaked figure that sat near him. "As you wish sir" Said the bartender, surprised by the man's rudeness. "I never saw you around this place, are you new here on Alderaan?"
"No, I've just stopped here for a drink"
The cloaked man turned his cowl covered head towards the cantina's door, as if he was trying to listen to something.
"Oh sithspit" he said. "Another patrol"
"Are you a smuggler?" asked the bartender, wondering who this mysterious man is.
"No. I'm a Jedi"
The Jedi got up from his chair. "Where is the back door?" he asked. "It's right behind that table". The bartender pointed an old, dirty table near the cantina's gambling area. The Jedi turned his covered head to the bartender's table
"If I want to get out of here alive I'll need some more energy. Give me another drink, and make it quick."
He took the glass and gulped the drink quickly. The Jedi began running towards the back door. He reached an old looking metal door that had a security control panel near it.
Oh great... now I'll have to hack the system, and I'll have to do it quick. He thought.
The Jedi began hacking the door's security system and after a few second a large red message showed up on the control panel's screen:
Access denied.
Well. I have two options. The Jedi thought. I can stay here and try to hide from the patrol or I can go face to face against them and try to run back to my ship.
I'll go face to face
When the Jedi turned his head back to the bartender's table he heard a sentence he knew very well:
"Stop right there! You are under arrest!"
"Excuse me sir, but this is the tenth Correlian ale that you drink... Are you sure you've got enough credits to pay for all that?" asked the bartender in the local cantina, somewhere on Alderaan. "Just give me another drink, don't ask questions". Answered A brown cloaked figure that sat near him. "As you wish sir" Said the bartender, surprised by the man's rudeness. "I never saw you around this place, are you new here on Alderaan?"
"No, I've just stopped here for a drink"
The cloaked man turned his cowl covered head towards the cantina's door, as if he was trying to listen to something.
"Oh sithspit" he said. "Another patrol"
"Are you a smuggler?" asked the bartender, wondering who this mysterious man is.
"No. I'm a Jedi"
The Jedi got up from his chair. "Where is the back door?" he asked. "It's right behind that table". The bartender pointed an old, dirty table near the cantina's gambling area. The Jedi turned his covered head to the bartender's table
"If I want to get out of here alive I'll need some more energy. Give me another drink, and make it quick."
He took the glass and gulped the drink quickly. The Jedi began running towards the back door. He reached an old looking metal door that had a security control panel near it.
Oh great... now I'll have to hack the system, and I'll have to do it quick. He thought.
The Jedi began hacking the door's security system and after a few second a large red message showed up on the control panel's screen:
Access denied.
Well. I have two options. The Jedi thought. I can stay here and try to hide from the patrol or I can go face to face against them and try to run back to my ship.
I'll go face to face
When the Jedi turned his head back to the bartender's table he heard a sentence he knew very well:
"Stop right there! You are under arrest!"