Planet with 3 Moons

The Diversity landed on the planet of Moropok. This part of the planet was partly arid with a partially tropical desert. Huge tents surrounded the space port they had landed in and above them in the night sky were three moons, almost eclipsing each other.

The doorway of the Diversity opened up into a ramp where an orange skinned Twi'lek walked out. A smile beamed from her face as she looked at the foreign yet familiar landscape of the Moropok markets.

"Finally, we're here." She said thrusting fists into the air in triumph.

"I don't know why your so excited," Buck said, following behind her unenthusiastically. "This market place is huge. The chances of us finding this... Jedi you saw in your vision is pretty low."

"I doubt I would be led all this way across the galaxy if I wasn't going to find him." Dyna said. "You just have to be more positive and besides, we have a description of him don't we?"

"A man in a beige cloak with a golden astromech droid." Buck said. "What an incredibly good description." He completed sarcastically.

"Alright, I think we should split up..."

"And that is why your not the leader of this outfit." Buck said. "We're not splitting up on foreign land. We'll stay together and looked for this guy together."

"That would just drastically decrease our chances." Dyna said. "I know your worried but remember Buck, you taught me everything I know." Dyna said withdrawing her pistol from her specially made holster. "If anyone even looks at me the wrong way, they'll wish they were never born."

Buck sighed at this.

"This isn't a battleground with rebels and imperial soldiers, its a marketplace, so you don't have to worry." Dyna said before giving Buck a peck on the cheek. "We'll meet up here in 3 standard hours."

Dyna left Buck behind after that.

"You know one day your charms won't work against me!" Buck shouted after her before he looked out at the market place. "I have a bad feeling about this."

/

Buck walked through the busy market pathways. All over him were beings of different species and colours making business deals or happily speaking about life in general. Although, Buck could not understand half of the languages spoken he could tell difference between business talk and socialising.

As he was walking he stopped when he happened on a stormtrooper helmet. He stopped and inspected it closer, where he came to realise that it was not a stormtrooper helmet.

A blob like being walked closer to him, seeing a business opportunity. The being got Buck's attention by speaking a different language other than Basic.

"I'm sorry, I don't understand." Buck said, raising his hands as he tried to back away.

"Don't go friend." The being said, changing dialect. "I see you interested in my wares."

"Well, I wouldn't say..." Buck approached and pointed at the blue slightly rusted helmet, "What helmet is this? It doesn't look like an imperial stormtrooper helmet."

The round slightly green being said something in its foreign language before switching back to Basic. "That a Mandolorian helmet."

"Mandolorain? Never heard of them."

"Great warriors," the blob said with expressive hands before saying some more in the other language.

"Well, I do need a helmet for the rest of my uniform." Buck said rubbing his chin. "Fine, I'll take it."

A few moments later, Buck was walking away with a newly acquired helmet under his arm. He walked on, looking for his target. He was about to give up and head back to the ship until he saw a golden astromech droid zip by.

He raised his eyebrow in doubt before following where he saw the droid again, rolling into the distance.

"No, that couldn't be my droid," Buck said skeptically but decided to follow anyway.

/

Dyna walked through the criss-crossing pathways. She had long ago lost track of where she was and therefore doubted she could find her way back to Diversity. She instead to continue wandering around, deciding that Buck could contact her and find her later on.

She heard a small voice that spoke a strange language. She looked down an alleyway at a cloaked figure looking at her and beckons her closer. Dyna looked at the figure closely, because of the shadow that fell on it, she could not tell if the cloak the figure was wearing was beige or not but it did look similar to the one she saw in her vision.

"Excuse me, sir." She said stepping into the alleyway, closer to the figure. "I'm looking for someone... wait!"

The figure began moving away, drawing further into the dark alleyway. Dyna ran forward to catch up to it but it just sped up.

"Please, wait!" Dyna shouted as she took a corner in the alleyway.

The alleyway ended in a dead-end. The cloaked figure now stood with his back against a wall and in front of it was Dyna.

Now that Dyna was closer to the figure she could clearly see that he was not the person she was looking for. The cloak the being wore was dark green. Dyna also became aware of another thing, a feeling of danger! It had steadily grown the deeper she had gone into the desolate alleyway but she had ignored it in favour of chasing after the cloaked figure. Now that she had caught up to the cloaked figure she had nothing distracting her from the feeling. It was so intense that her hand instinctively wandered to her blaster in her holster.

"I'm sorry, I thought you were someone else..." Dyna was saying before a shadow fell upon her from behind. She turned around in time to see a big creature hit her over the head with a blunt object.

/

Buck followed the astromech further into the market. It stopped in front of a building with two Gamorrean men guarding either side of the entrance. They snorted at the droid as it made its way past them and into the building.

Buck shrugged before approaching the building but when he got closer the two guards snorted at him aggressively, while wielding their spear-like weapons menacingly and showing their bottom tusks fully.

Buck raised his hands passively. "Hey, I just want to get in."

One of the guards presented its palm. Buck immediately understood that he had to pay to get in. He sighed as he counted out what he thought was appropriate. He gave them the currency causing them to squeal in delight as they let him through.

He walked past a hallway before spotting the golden glint of an astromech inside one of the rooms. He quickly followed but lost the droid amongst the gathered species of the room. The room consisted of a stage where a green Rodan called out prices to the assembled room of species. There were rows of chairs that were filled and anyone could not find a seat was forced to stand. Buck came to realise that he had walked into an auction.

He slowly made his way through the throngs of people in an effort to find the astromech or at least find its owner.

"Now, ladies and gentlemen, I have another item for you today," the Rodan auctioneer said. "This item is rare and has secret and ancient knowledge that any historian would love."

An assistant of the rodan placed the item in question on a display stand next to the auctioneer.

"This scroll was found on the dark moons of Korreaben where it was rumoured that a powerful cult had existed." The Rodan said in a voice that was like he was telling a ghost story. "Let's start the bidding at 2oo credits!"

There was silence in the room.

"200 credits! Anyone! Anyone?" The Rodan looked at the tough crowd. "It has knowledge. Secret ancient... okay 100 credits."

The auctioneer waited hopefully but none were interested.

"50 credits. 25?" The Rodan sighed as he went lower. "Fine, but I'm really hurting myself here, 10 credits."

Buck saw a Twi'lek rising up and raising his hand.

"10 credits to the brown Twi'lek." The Rodan auctioneer said, pointing at the Twi'lek in question. "15 credits anyone?"

Buck walked around, casting his eyes downwards in hopes of seeing gold. When someone's hand patted him he was startled and looked at the culprit.

He was a human but unlike his ebony skin, this human had fairer skin and a white strapless eyepatch over his right eye. He looked at Buck with annoyance, a look which made him look intimidating.

"Sorry," Buck said as he backed away.

"15 credits to the man in the eyepatch!" The auctioneer pointed at them. "10 credits anyone?"

The Twi'lek raised his hand causing the auction to be back into his favour. The auction went back and forth between the Twi'lek and the man in the eyepatch as Buck looked for the droid.

The man in the eyeptach sighed as the auction was reaching 60 credits.

"60 credits anyone?" The auctioneer said eagerly, looking at the man in the eyepatch as he and the Twi'lek seemed to be the only ones interested in the scroll.

"200 credits," the man said, eliciting a choir of gasps from the assembled buyers in the room.

"And a stunning turn of events," the Rodan began. "210, anyone?"

Buck found the astromech sitting idly by. He approached it and patted it on the side.

"200, going once," the Rodan said, looking at the Twi'lek.

"Hey, can I see your owner little droid?" Buck whispered to it.

"200 going twice."

The droid reared back before slamming into Buck's ankle, causing him to yelp in pain.

"Whoa, 210 credits to the dark skinned human on one foot," the Rodan said, his greedy eyes staring at Buck.

"Wait... what?" Buck said surprised.

"210 credits going once."

Buck looked at the golden droid which stopped at a person next to the Twi'lek which had been bidding. To Buck's surprise, the person was in a beige cloak and had their face well shrouded in the shadow created by the hood. The Twi'lek seemed to be talking to the cloaked person and that is when Buck understood that the Twi'lek was simply bidding on the behalf of the cloaked person.

"Found you," Buck said under his breath.

"210 credits going twice," the Rodan announced.

Buck was snapped out of his triumph and looked at the auctioneer in horror. He did not have 210 credits to waste on a scroll he had no interest in. He looked around, hoping that someone would bid higher than him.

"250 credits!" The man in the eyepatch said.

"250 credits going once. Its real ancient secrets on this scroll. 250 credits going twice. You won't find another like it! Sold to the man in the eyepatch!" The Rodan auctioneer pointed to the victor.

Buck sighed in relief. He felt like he was the victor. He watched the beige cloaked carefully. The cloaked figure got up as the next item arrived and headed for the exit. Buck followed as discreetly as he could. He watched as the cloak figure left the room and instead of heading for the exit of the building, they went deeper, followed by their droid.

After taking a few corridors, they arrived at a metal door. Buck saw the cloaked person talk to the droid but they were too quiet for the former stormtrooper to hear. The golden astromech wheeled close the door terminal before a pin came from its person and went into a socket located there. It did not take too long before the droid had opened up the door allowing the cloaked figure to go into the room.

Buck waited and watched curiously until he heard footsteps and voices coming their way. One of the voices sounded like the man with the white eyepatch. This caused Buck to rush forward towards the droid which beeped and whistled in complaint as Buck neared it.

"Oh shut up, Shorty." Buck said as he walked past the droid. "You'll thank me for this later."

When Buck walked in , he found the cloaked figure taking a scan of the contents of the scroll that they had failed to purchase. The cloaked figure looked up at Buck in surprise.

"I don't know what your doing but I bet the people coming over won't like it." Buck said.

The astromech came into the room before the door behind it slid shut.

"What are you doing you stupid droid?" Buck said. "Your suppose to keep the door open so we can escape."

The droid made a few more beeping and whistling sounds.

"Their too close, damn it!" Buck said withdrawing his pistol. "Looks like we may have to fight ur way outta this one."

The figure looked at the oval window in the room before opening it.

"Of course!" Buck said, putting away his pistol as the figure jumped through the window. Buck followed after, landing on the sandy ground outside. "We better get out of here."

They heard the desperate whistling and whirring sounds of the golden astromech inside, still trapped. The cloaked figure grabbed the droid and tried to pull it out. Buck sighed in annoyance before he helped to lift and pull the droid through the window.

The door slid open as they were pulling the droid.

"Hey, what is the meaning of this!" A bipedal droid said, looking at Buck and the cloaked figure as they pulled the droid. "Security! Security!"

The man in the eyepatch drew a pistol. Buck and the cloaked figure were able to pull the droid through the window just as he got his shots off.

Unfortunately for Buck, the droid fell on top of him. When the droid got off he rubbed his swore chest before looking out. The droid and the cloaked figure had disappeared! He heard running from the room which caused him to run away as the man in the eyepatch angrily shot at him. He soon took a corner, putting him out the line of sight of the man.

"I apologise sir." The droid that had led the eyepatch man said. "This does not usually happen and I can assure you that we will have our security force chase after those hooligans."

The man in the white eyepatch simply grunted before taking the scroll.

/

Dyna's eyes slowly opened only to be met with a dim space. She tried to rub her temple where she had been hurt but quickly found that she could not move her hands because they were tied above her head. She shook her hands and saw a chain binding them above her head to a ring on the ceiling of what she guessed was a metal box. It hardly had enough space for her to stand, forcing her on her knees.

Panic stricken, she shook the chain violently while hollering for help but no one came to her aid, nor did he chain loosen. She took a calming breath and analysed the situation. As expected, her holster with her weapons was gone. She also became aware that she was moving, thankfully her senses told her she was on a road and not in a ship of some kind.

She also noted the way the box that held her would shake and tremble as they moved over uneven terrain. "Hopefully this thing isn't bolted down." She said as she got on her feet, crouching in the small space, and throwing herself violently against the box.

The box shook, leaning over threateningly but did not topple over. She tackled it again, more fiercely this time, which caused great pain in her restrained wrists. Biting back the pain she prepared herself again before once again throwing her whole body against the box.

The box tumbled off the carriage it was being carried in and into the path of great grey, leather skinned creature. The creature reared up, almost throwing its rider off, and slammed its huge foot on the offending box in its path. The force was enough to crush and disfigure the box.

Dyna got to her feet slowly, recovering from the tumble. She noted that the part of the door in front of her, which before was above her, was slightly misshapen, allowing her to see the outside world. She pulled her chains, hoping that the door would break inward and give her more freedom.

"What am I doing?" She said after tiring herself out. "Push not pull..."

People had gathered outside to the commotion. A box had fallen over and scared the steed of Rodan, who was currently complaining at the two Zygerrians who were driving it. One was a female with grey and reddish fur, while the other was a male with his features mostly covered in a cloak.

The rider continued complaining until a bigger Zygerrian appeared, this one mostly had blue fur and an annoyed yet fiece look on his face. The rider gulped nervously before leading his big steed away from the Zygerrian who was almost as tall as it.

Just as they had the situation was under control, a side of the box burst open, followed by the Twi'lek female who had been in it.

This caused the assembled species to gasp.

Dyna closed one eye as one side of her body was in great pain at having tackled her way out. She slowly rose to her feet as the Zygerrian who was in the dark green cloak took off the hood to reveal his handsome Zygerrian face with grey and red fur.

"You bastard!" Dyna spat angrily. "What exactly were you planning to do? Traffic me to a far away system?"

"I thought you said you drugged her, Bajan!" The female said to the smaller male.

"I did, she must be more resilient than she looks." Bajan said as he took off the cloak to reveal his white and brown clothes.

Dyna narrowed her eyes at him as on one side of his hip was a curled up hip and on the other her holster.

"That's mine!" FDyna said, looking at her holster.

"Don't worry, Senna, I'll deal with her." Bajan said as he unfurled his whip before it crackled with electricity. "Back in your cage, mutt!" He said as he whipped the electric covered tendril of the whip.

Dyan was still chained to a blue side of the box and raised it to protect herself from the whip. The whip wrapped around her makeshift shield and electricity travelled from it, to her chains and eventually into her body. Dyna gritted her teeth as the electricity streamed through her.

When Bajan withdrew his whip, she swayed uncertainly on her feet.

"See, I told you she's a tough one." Bajan said. "She'll make a wonderful slave." He used his whip again and this time it caught the unsteady Dyna on her shoulder, sending an even stronger current of electricity through her body, causing her to collapse onto her feet. Smoke slowly rose from her body.

"We better do this quickly," Senna hissed quietly, looking at the assembled species around. People on this planet usually minded their own business but the authorities would soon get wind of their slave activities, which would land them in big trouble.

Bajan nodded, understanding her concern. He began approaching Dyna who seemed to be out of it. When he was close to her, she suddenly leapt up and used the piece of the box she was tied to to tackle him onto the floor. Dyna tried to reach for her holster but because of her bound hands, she could not get at them. She began to realise that there was no way to reach her weapons so she tried banging the piece of the box separating them on Bajan.

Bajan was knocked back but soon was able to kick Dyna off where he got up and stepped on the piece of the box, pinning her beneath it. She struggled but could not get up.

There was blaster fier that hit the ground beside Bajan's other foot. He looked up as someone pointed their blaster against their chest. The man was humanoid and had on a Mandolorian helmet hiding his features.

"I suggest you leave her alone," the man in the Mandolorian helmet said.