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Mechanical mishap.
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Racing? This was cute.
Bast couldn't help but smile a cocky-ass smile when he found out the mission the order was sending him on now. The concept of testing a machine just for it's speed capacity just seemed so...primitive. The fact that these beings dedicated their lives to develop pieces of technology just to test their "speed factors" in the face of all galactic technological possibilities and innovations was, in his mind, down right adorable.
None the less, he would humor the Order as he always did.
Wearing his blinders, Bast's robe flapped in the wind as he made a skidding stop at the door. Despising the amount of brightness on this planet, Bast kept his blinders on as he opened the door; his emotion, if any, absolutely hidden behind the dark shades.
"Red." Bast greeted shortly, letting her know from behind that he had arrived. The door shut loudly behind him, though it was hard to hear over the yelling of the groups.
She was the diplomat, he was the technician. Bast figured for the beginning he would let his companion give her best shot. If that failed, then he would step in.
Bast couldn't help but smile a cocky-ass smile when he found out the mission the order was sending him on now. The concept of testing a machine just for it's speed capacity just seemed so...primitive. The fact that these beings dedicated their lives to develop pieces of technology just to test their "speed factors" in the face of all galactic technological possibilities and innovations was, in his mind, down right adorable.
None the less, he would humor the Order as he always did.
Wearing his blinders, Bast's robe flapped in the wind as he made a skidding stop at the door. Despising the amount of brightness on this planet, Bast kept his blinders on as he opened the door; his emotion, if any, absolutely hidden behind the dark shades.
"Red." Bast greeted shortly, letting her know from behind that he had arrived. The door shut loudly behind him, though it was hard to hear over the yelling of the groups.
She was the diplomat, he was the technician. Bast figured for the beginning he would let his companion give her best shot. If that failed, then he would step in.
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Red looked back, and smiled happily. She looked back towards the group, pocketing her hands .
"Bast, Glad 'ya came. Any'ow..." Red coughed loudly , Suddenly and oddly, all of the men looked at her, and their expressions, quickly changed from anger, to fear. Red had some experience with the gang who was said to have meddled with the other gangs bike, Red giggled in a quirky fashion. She unpocketed her hands and moved towards the center table, where the two group leaders and their best men sat.
"I don't have time, to deal with you people again. So let me make this clear. Whoever lies here, whoever tries to pull a trick ,whoever is stupid enough to try and lie their way out of this situation, will be killed by my blade" Red smiled and clasped her hands "Lets begin shall we?" Red said in a semi excited tone,
Red looked at the papers infront of her, scanning them idly for a moment. "Johnson Scuz, Leader of the 'Speed devils' State you case"
The man looked up, nearly stuttering with fear. Having quite the interesting past with Red. He quickly looked around , hoping for a bit of confidence
"Ahem.." Red got his attention
Johnson looked up and sighed. he tapped his fingers idly on the table before speaking "W-well, we were busy racing that day! We have nothing to do with it!, And regardless, our mechanic was out watching at the race, repairing the speeders there. We had nothing to do with this! Id like to request we have your fancy boy over there check that speeder, and see whats wrong with it first! Before we begin any f-"
Red coughed loudly to stop his words "Alright then! Baaaast! Get to work, also . Call that cuti- I mean, Padawan, fancy boy one more time, And Ill make sure you really, dont have kids."
Johnson covered his face with fear,
"Bast, Glad 'ya came. Any'ow..." Red coughed loudly , Suddenly and oddly, all of the men looked at her, and their expressions, quickly changed from anger, to fear. Red had some experience with the gang who was said to have meddled with the other gangs bike, Red giggled in a quirky fashion. She unpocketed her hands and moved towards the center table, where the two group leaders and their best men sat.
"I don't have time, to deal with you people again. So let me make this clear. Whoever lies here, whoever tries to pull a trick ,whoever is stupid enough to try and lie their way out of this situation, will be killed by my blade" Red smiled and clasped her hands "Lets begin shall we?" Red said in a semi excited tone,
Red looked at the papers infront of her, scanning them idly for a moment. "Johnson Scuz, Leader of the 'Speed devils' State you case"
The man looked up, nearly stuttering with fear. Having quite the interesting past with Red. He quickly looked around , hoping for a bit of confidence
"Ahem.." Red got his attention
Johnson looked up and sighed. he tapped his fingers idly on the table before speaking "W-well, we were busy racing that day! We have nothing to do with it!, And regardless, our mechanic was out watching at the race, repairing the speeders there. We had nothing to do with this! Id like to request we have your fancy boy over there check that speeder, and see whats wrong with it first! Before we begin any f-"
Red coughed loudly to stop his words "Alright then! Baaaast! Get to work, also . Call that cuti- I mean, Padawan, fancy boy one more time, And Ill make sure you really, dont have kids."
Johnson covered his face with fear,
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Tamara accompanied the two padawans to Tatooine in place of her mother, a Knight, who was supposed to supervise them on their little 'mission'. She didn't know she could possibly be qualified, but she went along anyway because her mom was rather strict and nagged her. Tammy herself was quite fine with the incredibly warm weather, unlike the others, and wore a white skirt and a tube top to keep her a bit cooler.
She inspected the speeders while the others went in to speak with the group, and then entered just after Red had finished speaking. They would be glad Tamara didn't hear what Red said, it really would've pissed her off about how they were acting. Especially because they were Jedi, and reflecting their interests in a bad way wasn't what they were supposed to do.
She leaned against a wall, facing the others, and observing what was going on.
She inspected the speeders while the others went in to speak with the group, and then entered just after Red had finished speaking. They would be glad Tamara didn't hear what Red said, it really would've pissed her off about how they were acting. Especially because they were Jedi, and reflecting their interests in a bad way wasn't what they were supposed to do.
She leaned against a wall, facing the others, and observing what was going on.
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The padawan simply crossed his arms and sat against one of the cleaner looking walls. His eyes immediately going to their initial task, eyeing the speeders outside the window. A task he didn't need to take many steps closer to initially diagnose. They were utter garbage.
However, there was a type of art to them that Bast had to give a nod to. They were made of rusted components that any Arkania would've thrown to the trash long ago, yet somehow they made them work. Well not somehow, Bast took note of the homemade gears and dedicated assembly of what seemed to be a fuel tank.
He heard his name and the word "speeder", drawing his attention back to the scenario at hand. "On it." the padawan nodded. The new tension in the room that Red evoked didn't escape his notice. He raised a brow behind his blinders, curious to what would happen, but keen enough to get off the bright planet that he went to remove himself from the wall to go check on the speeders
His movement however, was obstructed as a third joined the party. More so than anything, her close proximity as she sat against the wall next to him was what drew his attention. Another padawan? He chuckled, strange that they were sending three jedi for such a small problem; but who was he to judge the order.
None the less, he slipped past the girl to go see if the dispute had any validity.
It didn't take long.
"Its been tampered" Bast said, squatting on the ground, disappointed by the lack of class in the job. "The stabilizer looks like an bocatt attacked it..." he added.
He could have stopped it there. Could have let them peacefully thought an animal did it, but that would be a lie. In addition, the botched job was was so choppy it deserved to be discovered. It seems those tricks Bast had learned investigating with Jedi Tarnit would finally come of use. Reaching into his stachel, Bast removed the tools needed. He took a slap of the fingerprints that were carelessly left on the speeder and hooked it up to his device. Walking back in, he handed the device to Red. If any the culprit was a previous criminal, the results would show up on the screen. If not, Bast would infer that Red should have those in the room test their prints.
However, there was a type of art to them that Bast had to give a nod to. They were made of rusted components that any Arkania would've thrown to the trash long ago, yet somehow they made them work. Well not somehow, Bast took note of the homemade gears and dedicated assembly of what seemed to be a fuel tank.
He heard his name and the word "speeder", drawing his attention back to the scenario at hand. "On it." the padawan nodded. The new tension in the room that Red evoked didn't escape his notice. He raised a brow behind his blinders, curious to what would happen, but keen enough to get off the bright planet that he went to remove himself from the wall to go check on the speeders
His movement however, was obstructed as a third joined the party. More so than anything, her close proximity as she sat against the wall next to him was what drew his attention. Another padawan? He chuckled, strange that they were sending three jedi for such a small problem; but who was he to judge the order.
None the less, he slipped past the girl to go see if the dispute had any validity.
It didn't take long.
"Its been tampered" Bast said, squatting on the ground, disappointed by the lack of class in the job. "The stabilizer looks like an bocatt attacked it..." he added.
He could have stopped it there. Could have let them peacefully thought an animal did it, but that would be a lie. In addition, the botched job was was so choppy it deserved to be discovered. It seems those tricks Bast had learned investigating with Jedi Tarnit would finally come of use. Reaching into his stachel, Bast removed the tools needed. He took a slap of the fingerprints that were carelessly left on the speeder and hooked it up to his device. Walking back in, he handed the device to Red. If any the culprit was a previous criminal, the results would show up on the screen. If not, Bast would infer that Red should have those in the room test their prints.
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Red looked back, giving a sly smile, before looking back to the group , she clasped her hands, looking towards the two groups, Jones bursting up with anger.
"Well prove that's ours! you little ras-" Red, stood up abruptly, making Jones cower in fear from his experience with her, She unslung her lightsaber not activating it though ,only pointing it at him.
"Two words Jones..Shut..Up" Red sighed, sitting back down, as well as everyone else. Some who had reached for the grip of their blasters in caution. They did not fear a girl, but they did fear three jedi, even if Padawans. Smart men. Red spoke rubbing her forehead "Well, as much as I hate to agree with Jones, there is no way we can prove that he placed it at the moment, We willl be gathering fingerprints, and we will need more evidence before calling names. Court dismissed till we have gained more evidence, Ill notify the police to keep an 'eye on all of you, One wrong move and I chop you to pieces, understood? Great"
Red stood up, looking towards the other two padawans. "Well, we will be staying abit longer then I had hoped. Ill get us somewhere to sleep, any one have any recommendations ? I know this port pretty well, so I can always find a good place,." Red looked backed to the two groups, who were quickly piling out of the building towards their homes, the sun was setting. She looked over to Bast, staring for a moment...
"Well prove that's ours! you little ras-" Red, stood up abruptly, making Jones cower in fear from his experience with her, She unslung her lightsaber not activating it though ,only pointing it at him.
"Two words Jones..Shut..Up" Red sighed, sitting back down, as well as everyone else. Some who had reached for the grip of their blasters in caution. They did not fear a girl, but they did fear three jedi, even if Padawans. Smart men. Red spoke rubbing her forehead "Well, as much as I hate to agree with Jones, there is no way we can prove that he placed it at the moment, We willl be gathering fingerprints, and we will need more evidence before calling names. Court dismissed till we have gained more evidence, Ill notify the police to keep an 'eye on all of you, One wrong move and I chop you to pieces, understood? Great"
Red stood up, looking towards the other two padawans. "Well, we will be staying abit longer then I had hoped. Ill get us somewhere to sleep, any one have any recommendations ? I know this port pretty well, so I can always find a good place,." Red looked backed to the two groups, who were quickly piling out of the building towards their homes, the sun was setting. She looked over to Bast, staring for a moment...
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Tamara crossed her arms and stared at Red and her rather un-Jediness. She wondered if Red even had a master, because she really needed one. And also this type of investigation was a job for local law enforcement, not Jedi. The Jedi don't even operate as far as Tatooine. So it was clearly quite a unique day today.
She looked towards Red who had just finished her interrogation on the rather fearful gang. She could sense how distressed they were in her presence. This wasn't right.
"No need to sleep. We can finish this up ourselves. I don't know if you know how to use a Mind Trick, but I can finish this up nice and quick for you two, and I might just tell your master how 'well' you performed today"
Tamara wanted to get back home quickly and cutting shortcuts was definitely something she was going to do.
She looked towards Red who had just finished her interrogation on the rather fearful gang. She could sense how distressed they were in her presence. This wasn't right.
"No need to sleep. We can finish this up ourselves. I don't know if you know how to use a Mind Trick, but I can finish this up nice and quick for you two, and I might just tell your master how 'well' you performed today"
Tamara wanted to get back home quickly and cutting shortcuts was definitely something she was going to do.
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If the results didn't show up on the screen, that meant that is was not a previous criminal. However, Bast was a little perplexed on why they didn't just have them sit down right there and hand in their prints. Upload them to the matrix. See which match. Simple, easy, effective.
Catching Red's stare to wait for his reply, Bast was about to respond when the young padawan who joined them spoke out.
"No need to sleep. We can finish this up ourselves. I don't know if you know how to use a Mind Trick, but I can finish this up nice and quick for you two, and I might just tell your master how 'well' you performed today"
Looking now at the young padawan who joined them, Bast couldn't help but chuckle. Who did this padawan think she was?
"By all means, why keep us waiting?" He gestured his arm simply towards the gang as an open invitation for her to use her 'jedi mindtrick'. If it worked for her, all the better, mission complete. If not, he would follow the flow of things, take their prints when deemed appropriate.
Catching Red's stare to wait for his reply, Bast was about to respond when the young padawan who joined them spoke out.
"No need to sleep. We can finish this up ourselves. I don't know if you know how to use a Mind Trick, but I can finish this up nice and quick for you two, and I might just tell your master how 'well' you performed today"
Looking now at the young padawan who joined them, Bast couldn't help but chuckle. Who did this padawan think she was?
"By all means, why keep us waiting?" He gestured his arm simply towards the gang as an open invitation for her to use her 'jedi mindtrick'. If it worked for her, all the better, mission complete. If not, he would follow the flow of things, take their prints when deemed appropriate.
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Red, snapped, quickly turning her head towards the other padawan, a small growl forming on her face. "Lookie' ere girl, Who do you think you are?" She stopped herself from throwing blows, and huffed lightly, exhaling deeply before catching up towards the Speed Devil gang, Johnson quickly looking back at her in a panic. Red appeared angry, and normally to these people this was never a good thing.
"W..What do you want kid"
Red wasn't really adept at mind tricking, but these people weren't educated, she weighed her chances. "My friend wants a word with 'ya..."
She gestured towards Tamara, pointing with a shaking finger, fueled with anger, she was egging for a chance to beat something up.
"W..What do you want kid"
Red wasn't really adept at mind tricking, but these people weren't educated, she weighed her chances. "My friend wants a word with 'ya..."
She gestured towards Tamara, pointing with a shaking finger, fueled with anger, she was egging for a chance to beat something up.
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Tamara snorted silently at Red's rather expected rudeness, but let it go quickly. She moved away from the wall and gestured the approaching man to sit back down at his table. She sighed and sat down in the seat opposite of him. She closed her eyes too concentrate for a moment while Johnson awkwardly stared at her with confusion and annoyance.
"I haven't got-"
She opened her eyes and lifted up her hand, silencing him,"Now...you're going to tell me...." She said, gently moving her hand from side to the other,"Did you sabotage those bikes?"
The man's eyes widened a bit from shock,"No..no...I-we didn't do anything!" Tamara closed her eyes to allow for better concentration,"I can tell if you're lying. Don't do it" He started to sweat is she intensified her mind trick,"I-I-I'm not! You don't even know what you're talking about girl!" She pressed harder into his mind, but was being careful not to drive him insane or kill him,"Tell me. Please. I know you're doubting yourself"
"P-please! I'm not lying! Stop it!....you bitch!"
At that moment she opened her eyes and had a rather murderous looking expression on her face. She jolted up from her seat and instead of working on his head, she gripped his neck through the Force and picked him up. He was much taller than her and looked rather terrifying that a girl of her stature was holding this man more than a meter in the air. She then threw him to the floor behind him, but kept him down with her Force grip and walked until she was next to him and for everyone to see.
She started to choke him a bit, only out of anger and since the other padawans were already doing it,"LIAR!"
"Alright! Alright! It was...us!....we did it! I'm s-sorry! Let me go! PLEASE!"
She sighed and calmed herself down before letting go and walked to Red and Bast,"There you go. I'm hungry....I've got some credits so let's get something to eat"
"I haven't got-"
She opened her eyes and lifted up her hand, silencing him,"Now...you're going to tell me...." She said, gently moving her hand from side to the other,"Did you sabotage those bikes?"
The man's eyes widened a bit from shock,"No..no...I-we didn't do anything!" Tamara closed her eyes to allow for better concentration,"I can tell if you're lying. Don't do it" He started to sweat is she intensified her mind trick,"I-I-I'm not! You don't even know what you're talking about girl!" She pressed harder into his mind, but was being careful not to drive him insane or kill him,"Tell me. Please. I know you're doubting yourself"
"P-please! I'm not lying! Stop it!....you bitch!"
At that moment she opened her eyes and had a rather murderous looking expression on her face. She jolted up from her seat and instead of working on his head, she gripped his neck through the Force and picked him up. He was much taller than her and looked rather terrifying that a girl of her stature was holding this man more than a meter in the air. She then threw him to the floor behind him, but kept him down with her Force grip and walked until she was next to him and for everyone to see.
She started to choke him a bit, only out of anger and since the other padawans were already doing it,"LIAR!"
"Alright! Alright! It was...us!....we did it! I'm s-sorry! Let me go! PLEASE!"
She sighed and calmed herself down before letting go and walked to Red and Bast,"There you go. I'm hungry....I've got some credits so let's get something to eat"
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"Tell me. Please. I know you're doubting yourself"
Relaxed back against the wall, Bast observed as the padawan at first struggled to obtain information, yet he stood his ground knowing the experience was valuable for her.
The force choke didn't slip past his notice. The boy raised his brows behind the dark shades of his blinders as his only form of comment. If his companions were going to be judged for their tactics in diplomacy, it was going to be by some other jedi.
With that, the scene was over, the secret out. The gangs still looked angry as every, however their foul air was now directed towards the man panting on the floor. The third padawan came triumphantly towards them.
"There you go. I'm hungry....I've got some credits so let's get something to eat"
"I'll pass, but you two have fun"
The gangs seemed to be keeping their distance. With the problem solved and no more present danger besides canteena food, Bast was going to head back. He was never known for being a social creature and a reputation for it was not going to start today. With a respectful nod kept vaguely in their direction, the padawan smirked to himself at a private thought before departing to his speeder.
Relaxed back against the wall, Bast observed as the padawan at first struggled to obtain information, yet he stood his ground knowing the experience was valuable for her.
The force choke didn't slip past his notice. The boy raised his brows behind the dark shades of his blinders as his only form of comment. If his companions were going to be judged for their tactics in diplomacy, it was going to be by some other jedi.
With that, the scene was over, the secret out. The gangs still looked angry as every, however their foul air was now directed towards the man panting on the floor. The third padawan came triumphantly towards them.
"There you go. I'm hungry....I've got some credits so let's get something to eat"
"I'll pass, but you two have fun"
The gangs seemed to be keeping their distance. With the problem solved and no more present danger besides canteena food, Bast was going to head back. He was never known for being a social creature and a reputation for it was not going to start today. With a respectful nod kept vaguely in their direction, the padawan smirked to himself at a private thought before departing to his speeder.
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Red, ,was disgusted. So angry..so, frustrated, so betrayed. Red charged towards Tamara, attempting to send a massive, powerful, force powered punch, aimed straight towards her face. She would scream a battle cry in anger as she threw her fist. After that , Red would attempt to quickly punch her over and over again , Yelling .. "YOU! YOU LITTLE BITCH! YOU THINK YOUR SO SMUG HUH? WHAT'DO 'YA THINK NOW HUH!?" , Red's voice rang in her head..
Kid get a hold of your self...you aint done yet."
Red, slowed her punches, them becoming weaker, and if she was pushed aside she would remain limp. Beginning to cry..What had she just done, She had ...what was she, Red always visioned herself as a hero, a fighter for the weak, not a fighter against the protectors of the weak..hehe..Red was done, she couldn't handle it anymore . She ...was done..
Im sorry kiddo...
Kid get a hold of your self...you aint done yet."
Red, slowed her punches, them becoming weaker, and if she was pushed aside she would remain limp. Beginning to cry..What had she just done, She had ...what was she, Red always visioned herself as a hero, a fighter for the weak, not a fighter against the protectors of the weak..hehe..Red was done, she couldn't handle it anymore . She ...was done..
Im sorry kiddo...
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Tamara was caught completely by surprise. She would've sensed the sudden attack coming if she knew Red was going to be a threat. Even though Red may not have been her friend, she still deemed her an ally. Red was a fellow Jedi and was someone Tam was supposed to trust, and she did. But was utterly shocked and confused to find herself on the ground, trying to cover her face while being beaten in the face by the person she thought would be a friend.
Red's first swing sent Tamara crashing to the floor, with her nose bleeding badly, and soon nearly her whole face was covered in her own blood as the girl on top of her continued to attack her. Tamara tried to push her away but her strength began to fade and she started to drift into unconsciousness, hoping Red would stop.
Red's first swing sent Tamara crashing to the floor, with her nose bleeding badly, and soon nearly her whole face was covered in her own blood as the girl on top of her continued to attack her. Tamara tried to push her away but her strength began to fade and she started to drift into unconsciousness, hoping Red would stop.
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Having parked incredibly haphazardly right in front of their meeting location, Bast hopped onto his speeder not long after saying his farewells. The engine ripped to life and the padawan raced off. After traveling the distance of a block from the canteena, Bast could swear he heard a shrill cry behind him.
The engine, wind, and flapping of his robes drowned out the words, but Bast picked up a one obscenity. Yeesh he thought, kicking the pedal of the speeder and zooming out of their sight. His train of thought then leading him to the immediate conclusion that the padawans were arguing over where to eat. He couldn't blame them though. This place was a dump.
The engine, wind, and flapping of his robes drowned out the words, but Bast picked up a one obscenity. Yeesh he thought, kicking the pedal of the speeder and zooming out of their sight. His train of thought then leading him to the immediate conclusion that the padawans were arguing over where to eat. He couldn't blame them though. This place was a dump.
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Red had come complete Sith at this point, She would not stop until Tamara was out cold. Red slowed her punches, it taking a moment to realize Tamara was actually out cold, she took a glance around..How people..'looked' at her. How people ran, screaming in fear..Was this Red? Red panicked , She grabbed all of Tamara's Lightsabers, and made a B-line for her speeder. Quicky getting on, beginning to cry.
Red wanted to be a hero, now she had degraded to a sith, the villian. What had she done? She had beat the crap out of another jedi, but..it was more then that, she had went against all of her vows, all of her beliefs and goals, all over a petty dispute..Red retreated to where her fathers farm lay, or atleast its ruins...
Red wanted to be a hero, now she had degraded to a sith, the villian. What had she done? She had beat the crap out of another jedi, but..it was more then that, she had went against all of her vows, all of her beliefs and goals, all over a petty dispute..Red retreated to where her fathers farm lay, or atleast its ruins...
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It would be an hour later that Tamara found herself in one of Tatooine's small hospitals. It wasn't big but it was still a hospital. The inner rooms had that bright white cleanliness and shine that most hospitals had. Oh and there were a few nurses and doctors to. They were quite understaffed, but thankfully the hospital wasn't very full. She was lying down on a bed when she woke up and there was a female twi'lek standing over her and rubbing off some of the blood off her face.
The nurse moved away once Tamara opened her eyes and got up, but was pushed back down again while the woman spoke to her,"Please sit down" The woman spoke in Ryl, so she did understand and could speak to her,"...how did I get here?" The nurse began to treat her again,"You were almost beaten to death in a cantina....luckily the bartender called the local authorities and the medic"
Tamara sighed and closed her eyes just as the woman began to rub above her eyebrows,"I don't really remember..."
"A cantina is no place for a little girl such as yourself. Thugs might just have been trying to rob you"
She ignored what the woman said and took a mirror off the table next to her. She looked at her reflection,"I only have a few scratches..." Other than the thin bleeding scratches on her face, she looked pretty normal. The woman finished up and threw the blood soaked cloth onto another bed beside her,"We had to use bacta. You were very bruised and a bit swollen by the time we arrived. Here-" The nurse handed her a packet,"Use these bacta patches for about an hour while at home and the scars will go away"
She took the pack rather hastily and got up from the bed. She bowed and walked towards the exit, but turned around,"By the way how can I afford this? Bacta is very expensive around the Rim"
"The bartender told me you were a Jedi...and the Jedi have helped me so much in the past....I thought this was a nice way to pay them back"
The two smiled and exchanged short bows before Tamara grabbed her belongings and left the building. She could remember Red a bit...and some good looking fellow....but her memory was a bit foggy. She took out her handheld holo transmitter to call her brother,"Hey Cain...don't ask why...but I need you to pick me up, please..."
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The nurse moved away once Tamara opened her eyes and got up, but was pushed back down again while the woman spoke to her,"Please sit down" The woman spoke in Ryl, so she did understand and could speak to her,"...how did I get here?" The nurse began to treat her again,"You were almost beaten to death in a cantina....luckily the bartender called the local authorities and the medic"
Tamara sighed and closed her eyes just as the woman began to rub above her eyebrows,"I don't really remember..."
"A cantina is no place for a little girl such as yourself. Thugs might just have been trying to rob you"
She ignored what the woman said and took a mirror off the table next to her. She looked at her reflection,"I only have a few scratches..." Other than the thin bleeding scratches on her face, she looked pretty normal. The woman finished up and threw the blood soaked cloth onto another bed beside her,"We had to use bacta. You were very bruised and a bit swollen by the time we arrived. Here-" The nurse handed her a packet,"Use these bacta patches for about an hour while at home and the scars will go away"
She took the pack rather hastily and got up from the bed. She bowed and walked towards the exit, but turned around,"By the way how can I afford this? Bacta is very expensive around the Rim"
"The bartender told me you were a Jedi...and the Jedi have helped me so much in the past....I thought this was a nice way to pay them back"
The two smiled and exchanged short bows before Tamara grabbed her belongings and left the building. She could remember Red a bit...and some good looking fellow....but her memory was a bit foggy. She took out her handheld holo transmitter to call her brother,"Hey Cain...don't ask why...but I need you to pick me up, please..."
@Algarus