Chapter 4- Conflicted
Mira, the best and most beautiful bounty hunter on Nar Shadda, the smugglers moon, stared at the unconscious rouge on her apartment floor that was supposed to be the hope of the republic.
THAT'S JUST SAD
Mira was disappointed. When the republic had contacted her she had felt honoured. She believed a figure with the power to save Telos, Kashyyk, and all the other war ravaged planets would be more powerful. She guessed her involvement wouldn't be that deep.
Beaten by a common thug
She shook her head and left. She had a contact to meet.
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"If it comes down to it though-"
"I understand" the elderly man said "Why though, is this important?"
Mira shook her head "The exile just came from Ondoron where she allied herself with General Vaklu, surely that means something? I'm going with what I think is right!"
The Jedi master nodded "And what then, will you do?" he added "If they were to face each other?"
"As I said, she'll be killed"
"By you?" there was a note of amusement in his voice "A bounty hunter versus a Jedi war veteran…."
"Whatever it takes" she said firmly
"You would oppose me?"
"Whatever it takes" she repeated
He sighed "You would have made a fine Sentinel, huntress" he paused "Do what you will"
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Atton awoke in some apartment, not remembering much except that he was in a LOT of pain. He struggled to stand before realising he was naked.
Oh yeah, the redhead!
He looked around desperately, and spotted his clothes. After getting changed though, he was still unable to find his weapons or armour.
Great, hostile planet, no protection
He sighed deeply and left the apartment
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"How the hell did I lose him?" was all Mira was asking herself
She decided to search the docks one last time. Heading back in the caught a glimpse of green light.
Is that a sabre?
She crouched down and climbed over the shuttle beside her. She clambered onto the next walkway and the landing pad, before taking out her binoculars.
It was a woman in hurried conversation with a Zabrak, they were apparently arguing. Some Old lady was jus laughing.
Looks more like one of the sith to me
Just then a large paw grabbed her by the neck and pressed her against the rail.
Hanharr
"Are you mad?" she asked in-between pants "Hear in front of everyone? You'd break the truce!"
The wookie let out a series of grunts
"You're right, I'm afraid!" she grabbed her wrist "I'm afraid if you don't stop squeezing my neck I'll accidentally let off my rocket launcher and blow us both to Nal Hutta"
Hanharr didn't care. He raised his blade to her throat.
"Stop right there!" a voice ordered
Mira looked round the wookie head to see her bounty holding a hydro spanner on the back of Hannhars neck
The savoir….
"Put her down or I'll shoot Wookie-"
"No!" a voice ordered Female this time.
Now the exile was here. Mira would have ordered Atton to run had Hannhars not tightened his grip and she wasn't so sort of breathe.
"I like a good slaughter" she giggled "Worry not Wookie, its not loaded"
Hanharr gave an almighty roar and threw Mira onto the ground, before knocking Atton down as well. As he bent down to deliver the deathblow yet another voice sounded along with the buzz of a saber.
"Leave" a woman ordered the wookie, her yellow twin bladed lightsaber opening as she stood in her robes "Leave now or taste the wrath of Revens companion, master of the battle meditation"