The plot bunny's not giving me a lot of details, so sorry for the short post. I guess I still gotta get out of that ByTS mindset and reading Lyric's World right after a Jedi Quest book doesn't help a lot (a typo threw me off). Grr somehow I lost one of my contacts while watching American Idol. Thinking about getting red ones that'll stand out against carpets, sofas, and floor tiles. Not to mention conics and stoichiometry are competing for my hate (and I normally like both Alg and Chem).
Part 5: And So Her Ride Is Arrives
The Bothan gave a long, relieved whistle as little Shmi slumbered for the first time in hours. This child was adorable, but the weary Bothan medic was more than eager to transfer the human girl to whoever ran the Jedi nursery. Caring for altricial humans proved to be both difficult and time consuming. iAs if there's a difference./i Or'lay thought. iJust how long does it take for a Jedi to come and pick her up?/i
The Bothan medic's furred jaw dropped in a lazy yawn as she examined her tousled appearance. Perhaps, with the Jedi child asleep and no patients visiting the clinic at the hour, it was time for the young medic to rest.
As eyelids drooped, the buzzer alerted the Bothan of a visitor. iAt this time?/i She nearly grumbled. The doors slid open with a hiss to reveal a tall Twi'lek with a slender build. Covering his green skin was a variety of mismatching armor and tool belts, which led Or'lay to judge the stranger to be a mercenary, if not a bounty hunter. Her suspicions were confirmed when metallic glitters caught her eyes. Some of the leather that covered whatever blaster-proof material that was on his body housed an amalgamate of blades and pistols.
"Sir, may I help you?" The furred woman forced herself to remain steady and composed despite her impulse to flee.
"The Jedi sent me here to take a girl named Skywalker to their temple on Coruscant."