Blaster bolts streaked through the air like vibrant, blue ribbons. It would have been a stunning display if not for the explosions and deaths they left upon finding purchase. The enemy had an organized militia and it left humantarian support like Prani completely outnumbered. She arrived on the outskirts of the Dinar settlement to assist some of the refugees that had no access to food and aid. Padawans like herself were deployed to calm any tensions between the settlement residents and the refugees.
All hell broke loose when Sith reportedly arrived on the planet, bringing with them a small force of mercenaries. The planet was critical because of its kyber crystal deposits. With the loss of Ilum, Jedi had to find alternative locations to mine them for future padawans. The planet also had those in the settlements that could lean to favor Jedi, so the Order saw fit to have a larger presence.
Prani was caught amid a firefight, protecting two families to the best of her abilities. This was supposed to be a simple mission, so only a few Padawans were deployed. Her partner for this was Regina who honestly came here to hang out with Loth kittens.
“WE ARE NEVER GONNA MAKE IT OUT OF HERE!” Regina shrieked, crouching behind a boulder. Dinar sent out some local forces to combat the mercenaries, but they would be overwhelmed soon. There was also a glaring lack of anyone taking command to rally them. There was a Sith acolyte reportedly mobilizing toward the settlement to capture the Jedi-leaning diplomat.
“Calm yer fathier, Regina,” Prani quipped back, a rare instance of irritation bleeding into her tone. Regina looked scandalized, her perfectly manicured fingers coming to clasp over her mouth.
“The comms said they’re sendin’ reinforcements,” Prani told Regina. She sprang up when the shooting started to get closer. As two mercenaries leveled their blasters, Prani formed a barrier to deflect the bolts, “GO GO GO! TAKE ‘EM TO THE NEXT BUILDIN’!” She called out to Regina. The other padawan nodded, ushering the families away while Prani cast a protective shield.
Her normally bouncy curls were matted with sweat and grime, exhaustion on her face. The fighting had been going on for hours and fatigue began to wear on her. They wouldn’t last long like this and even her optimistic demeanor was struggling.
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