It was two days after his arrival that Boba had managed to escape the watchful eye of the overprotective Molly Weasley. Around midnight, as the rest of the occupants of the home that had been rather quaintly named the Burrow slept, Boba made his way into the shed that Arthur Weasley kept as it was the only place on the Weasley family property that he had not yet explored. He generally liked to know every inch of his surroundings so he'd be prepared if a surprise popped up and tried to kill him later.
The two days that he had been in the Weasley home had been rather interesting. The first day had been spent studying the family he had found himself with. They were rather like the rather boisterous family who owned a farm neighboring that of Goran Beviin and his lifetime companion Medrit, except for the fact that there were a lot less children running about, four generations weren't crammed under one roof, and their home didn't look like a Vhe'viin warren as it was above-ground. Thinking about that family for the first time in more than three decades, he wondered if they had managed to dig out those extra rooms they had been planning.
Kad, as it turned out was not illiterate as he had first suspected. Apparently, while a large number of people on the planet he found himself on spoke a variant of Basic they called English, they used a completely different writing system that was oddly enough named after the first two characters of yet another writing system. Kad had taught him the characters the morning after they arrived shortly after breakfast. He was fairly confident that he would be able to write in this new alphabet with a minimum of spelling mistakes before the week was out.
It had also been after breakfast that he had seen one of the twins use the Force in a way that even a Sith would find perverted. It wouldn't stop the Sith from trying it considering their nature, but they would find it somewhat perverse nonetheless. While the Sith had created and corrupted life in their ancient history, the only way they ever managed to turn a living thing into an inanimate object was by killing it. The sticks these "Wizards" and "Witches" carried apparently focused and multiplied their Force abilities to unheard of levels, allowing them to do things that the Jedi and Sith could only dream of. It almost made sense in a way, as Myrkr had a means of pushing the Force away in the form of the Ysalamiri, this place had a means of amplifying it's effects, balancing things out on a universal scale. Fortunately for the rest of the universe at large, the Force sensitives here were trapped on their own planet.
Around lunchtime that day, Arthur Weasley had come home unexpectedly if the reactions of his wife and offspring were anything to judge by, bringing a healer who spoke with a Corellian accent with him. After she thoroughly examined both him and Kad, rather relieved that neither had been poisoned (which apparently was the reason the Dursley boy had not returned the night before), she took Kad for the rest of the day. As they left through the hearth through some sort of Force powered means of matter teleportation, the woman spoke darkly of how cheap the Hogwarts Board of Governors were and how they wouldn't shell out for a proper healer.
When he asked Mrs. Weasley about this, he learned that the school's medical wing was staffed by someone who was roughly the equivalent of a battlefield medic. He hoped the woman named Pomfrey who worked at Hogwarts was one of the sort who never stopped educating themselves and could qualify as top-flight surgeons if they were ever tested, but guessed from the evidence at hand (namely Kad's condition, which apparently could be corrected with "Magic") that she'd probably be like a couple of the Imperial medics he'd met that really didn't give a damn.
He had spent the rest of the day thoroughly examining the Weasley property under the watchful eye of Mrs. Weasley. While he didn't find any obvious threats to his health and safety, he knew better than to trust how things looked on the surface. He learned several new things about the family as well. The young man called Percy (who he learned was the middle child rather than the oldest) was courting a young woman, the identical twins who liked to switch places so often that they had probably forgotten which of them was which were developing some highly dangerous objects that could be useful if he found himself in a tight spot if he had deciphered their notes correctly, Kad's friend Ron kept pornographic material under his mattress which he'd decided was none of his business as the boy was nearly an adult (one of the things his father had passed onto him was that one became an adult when they turned thirteen), and the youngest child who was the only girl in the family was apparently a kleptomaniac (if anything he considered his turned up missing, her room would be the first place he'd look).
Turning away from the structurally unsound residence of the Weasley family which apparently only remained standing through the will of the Force, he took out a piece of wire and hoped that watching the twins would have been enough to teach him how to pick this kind of lock. Give him one of the galaxy's best high-tech, high-security locks and he'd have it open for you in a few minutes. A primitive lock such as this one though...
An hour later, as he was about to give up and go inside before someone woke up and discovered him missing, he heard a soft click as the lock finally gave way to his clumsy tampering. Cautiously opening the door to the shed, he realized the trip would probably have been more productive during the day, or at least after he had found some sort of light source as the family apparently hadn't heard of electricity.
The meager light the moon gave off showed that the shed contained only one room, which was much larger on the inside than out (yet another seemingly impossible misuse of the Force). Most of the floorspace in this room was taken up by the wheeled speeder. Except for a few narrow walkways, the rest of the place was occupied by tables that appeared to be covered in junk. Several boxes, both wooden and corrugated cardboard, were untidily piled beneath each table.
As he was about to leave, a glint of metal at the back of the room caught his eye. After making his way to the object, he discovered it was a weapon. He thoroughly studied the weapon, carefully handling it in case it was loaded. It appeared to be a rather primitive slugthrower. A rifle of some sort if he wasn't mistaken. While it wasn't nearly as elegant as the rifles the Verpine manufactured, the wood and metal object had a grace of its own. He would have to teach Kad how to fire it. After he figured out how to do so himself that is.
Edited 2-21-12
