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The Sprint was well-named. Custom-built by its first captain, it was designed to run through the Rimma Trade Route as quickly as possible, selling goods while they were still in demand. Granted, there wasn't too much space for cargo, being a smaller craft, and that's why the original owner sold it. The next captain that owned the ship used it for a different sort of cargo: the sentient kind. He didn't ask why a group of people needed to be transported, only where they needed to go and how much they were willing to pay. Sure, he took a few cases of food along the ride, but those were just for show. He initially expected it to be dangerous, but as it turned out, bandits were less interested in people than they were precious metals. Most of the time.
At least that's what Tali Werin hoped as he wrapped himself in his cloak. According to his father, the best way to look for the Jedi, if there were any left and willing to train two young boys, was to follow the trade routes to the Outer Rim. Tali had wondered whether the Jedi were hiding in Imperium territory, but had been given the response that it would be too dangerous to be asking about Jedi there.
Tali opened his eyes as his younger brother stood up and resumed his pacing. "Sit down," Tali told Shalge. "Conserve your energy."
"It's freezing here," Shalge muttered. "We should keep warm."
Tali looked around. "According to Captain Eeta, the other rooms were already full."
"So he sticks us in a refrigerator? I better not end up as a frozen snack for a Hutt." Shalge sighed.
"It'll be worth it," Tali said, knowing what Shalge was thinking. "We just have to keep pressing through."
Shalge smirked. "Yeah, we can tell them about our epic adventures, surviving the artificial elements," he joked.
"We'll be Knights in no time."
"Vlee says to wait 'till they're next to Woostri."
"Why can't we blast 'em right now?"
"Your guess is as good as mine. Vlee just wants a piece of the action, my guess."
"You mean the spoils."
"Pretty much."
At least that's what Tali Werin hoped as he wrapped himself in his cloak. According to his father, the best way to look for the Jedi, if there were any left and willing to train two young boys, was to follow the trade routes to the Outer Rim. Tali had wondered whether the Jedi were hiding in Imperium territory, but had been given the response that it would be too dangerous to be asking about Jedi there.
Tali opened his eyes as his younger brother stood up and resumed his pacing. "Sit down," Tali told Shalge. "Conserve your energy."
"It's freezing here," Shalge muttered. "We should keep warm."
Tali looked around. "According to Captain Eeta, the other rooms were already full."
"So he sticks us in a refrigerator? I better not end up as a frozen snack for a Hutt." Shalge sighed.
"It'll be worth it," Tali said, knowing what Shalge was thinking. "We just have to keep pressing through."
Shalge smirked. "Yeah, we can tell them about our epic adventures, surviving the artificial elements," he joked.
"We'll be Knights in no time."
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"Vlee says to wait 'till they're next to Woostri."
"Why can't we blast 'em right now?"
"Your guess is as good as mine. Vlee just wants a piece of the action, my guess."
"You mean the spoils."
"Pretty much."