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Jenza spent most of the ride in silence. Mostly due to amazement and confusion. The man—whom she had decided what definitely not a mercenary, no matter what he said—seemed to know an awful lot about her. An uncomfortable amount, actually. But that wasn't what bothered her. What bothered her was...

Jenza hit the ground to avoid being made roadkill by the oncoming speeder. To say that she was displeased by the taste of sand in her mouth again would have been an understatement. She swung her head up to see what sleemo had nearly killed her, half-expecting to be met with some more Weequay...

Jenza Ryiin tore herself out of unconsciousness and tasted sand on her palette. She spit it out and wiped away the grains that had caked around her nose since she had fallen from her speeder. Examining her hand, afterwards, she noticed there was a smudge of blood as well. Her head was pounding...

The first time Jenza Ryiin had seen the kid, it was locked up in a cage that looked like it was made for womp rats. Gaborra the Hutt was particularly proud of his prize and wasted no time informing the scum of Jakku that he had caught a "Jedi whelp." Whoever won his big race could take and do...