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Rez Tarbalin...wanted dead 1,000 Credits..paid for by the Junix Collections Guild. The image of a disgusting looking Yaga flashed across his holo-projector. Rynn's hand wavered on his command button. Well, we need to get started somewhere, he'd press down firmly on the button, accepting the job. The console on his ship flickered and beeped as data came flowing in about the contract.

"Nal Yes..Yeshu," he'd cough as his guts screamed in pain, fortunately for him, his helmet hid any semblance of pain that the young Mandalorian was in. Swiveling towards his Navcomputer, he would press in the commands, watching as his ship plotted course. By all accounts the job would seem standard enough, Rez was wanted for triple murder in the Dantooine sector, and skipped bail. Seems they don't care about the court of law, but a job is a job.

He would jump to lightspeed, his head resting back against the cushion of his seat, his breathing was heavy as he tried his best to rest. "Nal Yeshu shuttle command, please state your business." A voice would crackle through his ships communicator in Huttese.

Leaning forward he would press on a few buttons, wheezing as he did so, "Sending the contract information now." His hands would work away at the controls. Within moments a blink would emit through his ship, signaling that he was able to land. The young Mandalorian would quickly find himself on a densely urban planet, in search of his first contract. This is the way.

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"Yeah, I know buddy. It's a dump."

Nara looked over her shoulder, into the cracked eye on her droid, before staring back out at the dense, thick urban mess before her. The smell of the thick, polluted air washed over her, filling her lungs with a burning mix of nostalgia and dangerous chemicals. Just like home. Well, her old home. Before the Jedi. Nal Yeshu was much alike to Nar Shaddaa... except it wasn't really. Not in the subtleties. The air tasted different. The scum on the walls was a different shake of puke green. The people spoke slightly differently. And Nar Shaddaa was still, somehow, seedier.

"Our kinda dump." She nodded happily, feeling a little happier there. Weeks and weeks spent in jungle and muck wasn't bad for her, but it felt good to be away from the green for once. Except now she knew the force a lot better. It was pretty strange, feeling things just tingle around her sensation. The soft, gentle reaching-out of countless lives around her, buzzing and busying themselves. Nara shivered slightly as she pulled her pack over her shoulder.

"Let's go,"
she told her droid, hoping he was keeping hold of the package in there. Nothing major, just a delivery to one of the charitable groups that the Jedi were good with. Perfect assignment for a padawan with too much to say, right? That's what she thought, as she made her way out of the transport building and onto a busy street.

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Being off planet for the first time was a weird feeling and to be on a planet full of urban decay and people seemed almost debilitating. This is going to kill me, he winced at the thought of having to deal with any possible germs or bacteria he could be exposed to. He was used to the ruggedness and wild of the pine forests, the vibrant rain and joining his buir on wild hunts.

But, this wasn't time to get stuck in the past, he needed to prove himself, to his his Covert that he was worthy of their title, to earn his crest, and to prove to himself that his disease was not what defined him. I am a Mandalorian, he told himself as his hands instinctively patted against his pouch, checking to make sure his syringes were there.

He would push his way through the crowds and the muck as various eyes focused on him. "A Mandalorian...rare sight," one would say, as another would mock, "A warrior people destroyed long ago..I thought they were bigger."

The young hunter's hand twitched as his teeth clenched beneath his helmet. His people had been hunted down and destroyed by old adversaries, and the thought of there being so few only left him more stressed to live up to the name. He would peer up towards a cantina, This could be a good spot.

He would push himself through the doors, several patrons turning to sneer. "Aren't you a little short for a Mandalorian?"
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Walking through the packed streets was certainly a new experience now. She breathed in the air as best she could, letting herself slow down and take it all in. Let everything flow to her. Let the force guide her. Between every person, she could feel it. Between them and the air, them and the ground, them and the rusting metal walls and harsh lightlamps around them. From the seedy street kids watching greedily from the sides, to the wilting plantlife in a dried up box by the cantina. Everything was starting to open up more naturally to her. It was overwhelming. It was weird. It was... awesome.

She slipped into the cantina quickly, relying on her natural skills in crowds of people. Very few people take notice of short, young teenagers with a glare in their eyes. That's where they said they'd be. Shouldn't be too long of a visit, anyway.

She noticed someone matching the description she'd been given, an older-looking Zabrak with an old burn-mark on his chin. She approached his table and raised her bag up there, giving him a small smile.

"Hi... you're expecting a delivery? Egar, right?" she asked him, as the older guy nodded.

"Yes, I am glad you found your way here safely. It is... unusual for the Jedi to send someone so..."

"Tiny?"

"I was going to say fresh-faced,"
he said diplomatically, with a broad smile, "but yes, let us go with that." Nara shrugged in response.

"Hey, I'm used to planets like this. Just like home." With that, she unlaced her pack. Three-B stumbled out onto the table awkwardly, getting one of his magnetic feet stuck in a stale, sticky patch of congealed drink. She rolled her eyes and pulled out the small box they'd entrusted to her. "Here, with the support and best wishes of the Jedi," she told him, passing it over.

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"I thought your kind would be bigger and meaner," a Duros would grunt, chuckling as he pushed an aging Zabrak that passed by in front of him his box fell and slid to the base of the young Mandalorian's feet. His eyes would shift down, as he pushed the box to the side with his foot. His fingers twitching slightly towards his side.

"I'm looking for a Yaga," his voice would crack through his helmet's communicator. It was clear he was only a teenage boy.

"A bounty hunter?" The Duros would turn towards his boys that lined the cantina bar, the group of them laughing, "Bounty hunting is a complicated profession...boy." The trio of them would move around the boy, eyeing him up. "I wonder how much your helmet could go for on the market?"

Rynn's eyes shifted, though his helmet didn't move. Instead the boy would over the Zabrak and towards the bar, the group following him. He would peer about, noting a teenage girl, but she was of little concern. Instead he would pull out a small holo-image, displaying it towards the bartender. "Have you seen this man?"

"Maybe we should take your head to him?" The lead Duros would grunt, as his two cronies wrapped their arms around his shoulders, holding his arm, as the head thug wrapped their arms around his throat, squeezing down. Rynn could feel the air slowly escaping from his mouth, as his hands flailed. Taking a deep breath, he would allow his head to roll slightly forward, fainting death for a brief moment.

As their hands would let up, he would quickly rotate his shoulders as his hands reached forward, pulling his dual blaster pistols from his side, he would bring his left arm up, blocking a strike from one as his right leg kicked back, connecting into the gut of the other, his right elbow jabbing back towards the lead thug, causing him to lose his grip.

He would pivot back, his two blasters aimed towards the common thugs, blasting them both square in the chest. He would holster his left blaster, his duraplated shin cracking into the lead thug and causing him to fall to the ground in pain. The Mando would place a blaster towards his head, "Tell me, what you know." The fear in the alien's large eyes were clear.

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Nara didn't notice the commotion at first. It was a rowdy cantina and people getting angry, fistfights, the occasional session of grievous bodily harm... what was that amongst a crowd like them? Insults, backbiting and fights were just all too common. The Duros had irritated Nara when he'd shoved past, making Egar drop the box.

"Hey!" she called out, watching with her eyes wide and angry. What the hell was their problem? But then the Mandolorian guy was stood there. She heard his voice. Sounded a lot younger than it seemed, hidden underneath that armour. She heard the threats and watched as...

When the Duros grabbed the Mandolorian, she left her bag on the table and grabbed her blaster pistol from her belt-holster, acting without thinking. Her first targets were the Duros that were choking the guy out, but as she moved, the Mandolorian twisted and turned it around in a couple of seconds. Nara watched in awe as everything switched round and suddenly, the Mandolorian fired his blasters right at the Duros and shoved one right in the survivor's face.

I probably shouldn't get involved, Nara said to herself, as she ran towards the little scene. The rest of the cantina had turned to watch, mostly silent as the display unfolded. This is a bad idea... her brain told her, but fortunately (or unfortunately, depending on how it was going to go down) she had a big, blinking light in her brain that kept flashing: JEDI- MUST INTERVENE.

She stood a little ways off from him, close enough to be clearly aiming at his head whilst avoiding any crunchy duraplate kicks or punches. She'd learned that at least. She glared towards the helmet as she took a breath. "Let him go. Haven't you done enough?" she spat out, fire in her eyes. Daring him to say or try something. Jedi business, back off.

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Rynn cocked back the lever on his blaster pistol as he pressed the barrel further into the Duro's temple, his eyes burning with white hot fire. "Where is he?" He needed this job, he needed to prove himself to his father and everyone around him. I'm not weak. He would do anything to see this through, even if it meant breaking some of his honor.

He could feel a blaster pistol aimed towards the dome of his beskar helmet, his eyes shifting back to see that it was the young girl from earlier, Rynn's teeth would clench in anger as he shifted his body towards the girl, "You're in over your head kid.." He would growl, "Put the toy down.."

In all of their distraction the Duros would seize a chance to break free by sending a jab to the Mando's exposed throat and as if he was sucked into space, he could not breath. A gurgled cough would escape his lips as he fell onto his knees as he wrapped his hands around his throat. He would watch as the Duros got up and sprinted towards the door, taking any hopes he had of catching his big break fading with each passing step.

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"I'll show you kid if you don't..." she fired back, interrupted by the Duros' sudden attack. She aimed the blaster towards the Duros as he attacked the Mandolorian and started to leap away from them.

"HEY!" she yelled across the cantina, the crowd parting at the weird scene before them. Whoever he was, he'd gone pretty quickly. With that, her attention turned back towards the gurgling, coughing figure in front of her. With him falling to the floor, one of his weapons skidded onto the floor. She kicked it aside and kept her blaster aimed at him, towards the helmet.

"Right, helmet-boy, what was that all about? You wanna tell me why you're blasting people away in the middle of a busy cantina, shoving everyone aside like they're crap?"
she demanded, glaring right at him. Giving him a scowl with her pretty face turned towards him, framed by loose strands of her dark hair.

If he tries anything, I'll push him outta here and into the bar.

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Rynn fell to the ground as his gloved hands held his throat, that Duros hit like a son of a kriff, and it made the boy only want to shoot him dead even more so now. To make matters worse, this girl was stepping into his business and trying to play hero, he reached out to grasp for his DC-17 that was on the ground, but it was quickly kicked away.

"Gruh..." He would growl as he began to cough and pull himself up, "You're dumb as a kriffin' Veermok," he'd spit with hot venom, "If you don't recall these two nerfs attacked me first.." He'd wheeze as he rested up against the bar, his eyes narrowing as he took a look over the girl and her small frame, "That Duro you let run out the door is working for a known killer in the Dantooine sector...and now he's going to get away," he'd say in a rough voice.

He would walk towards his blaster, picking it up and holstering it, "You might have just cost a few innocent people their lives."

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"What I saw was you shoving people about, acting like you owned the joint, then deciding you were finishing the fight by BLASTING two of them right in the chest. In the middle of a damn cantina," Nara spat back, stepping right up to him as he holstered his blaster. She wasn't as tall as him, or nearly as imposing in her coat and roughs compared to his armour. She made up for it with sheer fire though.

"You call me another name and you'll be pickin' up your helmet scraps from the twenty-sixth sub-level," she vowed, keeping hold of her blaster pistol as she thought over what he said. I should just leave him to cough and spit in peace and go home. Screw him and his pretend murderer. It was tempting.

Isn't the duty of a Jedi to stop things like this? Shouldn't you try and fix this, Nara?

She sighed a little, rolling her eyes.

Yes I should. Get outta my head, Master Oren.

"Well, if he's that much of a problem, two people can find him better than one," she told him. Told him. Not asked. "Get moving, c'mon."

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"I stepped in and they looked at me. My people aren't the most common around here," he would say with a grunt, "That blasted Empire nearly wiped us off the map of the galaxy, but through the foundlings we prevailed." His left hand would scrunch into a fist as his eyes flared with anger.

But, now wasn't the time to get all sentimental over something he had no part in. He had a job to do and ideally he would be doing it alone. So when the girl suggested that she'd blast him away if he made fun of her, he couldn't help but laugh. Rynn smirked towards the feisty girl, his gloved hand planting firmly on her head, "With that blaster," his chuckle would turn to a slight cough, "You couldn't even dent it if you tried."

He would step over the bodies, peering back towards the girl, "Thanks for the offer, but I don't need you distracting me from my job." He would step out of the cantina his eyes shifting down towards the walkway, noting a small trail of blood. Bingo.

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When that gloved hand pressed against her head, Nara glared so hard that his helmet might as well have melted right there and then. I could crush your dumb helmet without even touching it you piece of.. she started to think, before breathing again. Letting anger control her was not a good idea. She was better than that now. Kind of.

"Yeah, you were doing so well at your job before I came along. Real great bounty hunter, getting it in the throat by a Duros and disarmed by me." Nara wouldn't let him leave alone. She followed him out of the cantina, following him. "How many people live in this part of Nal Yeshu? Gotta be what, thousands? Million, even?" She noticed the blood too, a little after him. She also noticed the trail leading off into the main thoroughfare, where all sorts of people were rushing around, or pushing hovercarts, or selling and buying and trading.

"Good luck!" she called out to him, staying irritatingly close. Not close enough to be in punching range, but dogging his heels all the same. All the while her eyes scanned the crowds, the buildings, thinking. There's too many people, I can't sense that Duros... she thought, trying to concentrate and slow her breathing a little.

If I get closer, if I get away from the crowd, I can sense him. I know I can. She could feel it through herself, that mix of fear, anger and relief that the Duros had running through him from their last encounter.

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Rynn began to cough, as he followed the small droplets of blood that covered the dingy streets, "Yeah, you really know what's going on clanker brains," he'd grunt as he peered down a small tight alley way. "I would have had him, but you stepped into the situation and got me hit," he would peer back to see the girl still following him, "Why are you still following me like a lost loth-cat?"

The young reckless Mandalorian would begin to make his way down the alley, his hand resting on the blaster as he scanned every object and crate, hoping to catch a glance of this Duros. He tried not to think about that girl and why she was so involved in helping him, but that would have to wait.

Crack. . The sound of glass breaking on the ground caused the Mandalorian to turn, catching a glimpse of the Duros jumping towards him with outstretched hands "Gahhhhhhhh!" The alien thug would call out as he latched his hands onto the boy.

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"I'm following a lead. A slow, lumbering, thick-headed lead in a busted helmet, but a lead all the same," she fired back with a smirk, enjoying the bantering and fighting. For too long, the only people she'd been able to talk to were all too wise and serene to give her an argument. Outside of a couple of padawans she knew, of course. Getting to smack-talk with someone new was pretty fun.

She heard the crack of glass too, reaching for her blaster again. But then she saw the Duros leap out towards Rynn and grab him. Nara wasted no time. She threw a punch at the Duros, feeling her fist smack into the side of his fleshy, blue head. Her other fist rammed up his chin, making Nara wince as she felt her knuckles crash into his jaw.

As the Duros reeled, Nara took a quick step back and focused. Like she'd been taught to. She took a quick breath, her senses slipping into that strange half-sensation between things. Feeling the pull of the force around her, between her and the Duros and the boy in the helmet. Between the air and the ground and the walkway. In all things that lived on this planet....

Her palm opened and she shoved the air in front of her, feeling the energy pulse through the force. The Duros flew back, tumbling through boxes and smacking right into a wall away from the other two, as the energy and force buffeted the air around her. Her coat flapped gently; the loose strands of air that framed her face swirling slightly.

"Nice. Great awareness. I'm impressed," she said to Rynn as she raised her blaster towards where the Duros had been flung.

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Rynn felt his knees grow weak and a wave of exhaustion hit him like a truck, he turned, but was a bit too slow and quickly found the blue hands wrapped around his neck, chocking the life out of the Mandalorian. His hands attempted to grip against the red eye sockets of the blue thug, but couldn't catch a grip.

That was when the girl's slender fist came crashing into the thug and lashing across his skull. His grip would loosen and Rynn would fall to the ground, his helmeted hid smacking against the pavement with a loud thud. His eyes fluttered for a moment as he began to feel the sweat and fever picking up. He saw the Duros fly off across from him. But, didn't know why.

The boy would continue to cough, his hands slightly trembling, "I..had..it..handl.." A blaster bolt would snap right in front of him. It seemed they had been ambushed. With the problems going on in the galaxy, it wouldn't be smart for her to stick around. "Leave.." He'd say, blasted girl, why'd she have to save me?

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"Yeah yeah, you had it handled. Get up," she ordered him, just as the blaster bolt fired near her. She turned on the spot, aiming her own blaster at wherever it'd come from. She saw people half-hidden in the shadows, taking cover as they looked towards them. Nara fired a couple of bolts herself, fruitlessly. They were too well-covered and she wasn't that good a shot. The stun bolts blasted harmlessly off metal walls and plastic cases.

"Crap.." she muttered, shaking her head. "Get your ass UP!" she yelled at Rynn as she breathed in and focused again. Great, making a habit of this... she thought to herself as she felt everything around her again. She could sense the nerves and the fear coming from Rynn. She didn't know why. He hadn't seemed that worried about blaster bolts before...

It was too hectic and dangerous to let her thoughts linger, though. Another bolt hit the wall above her as she leaned forwards, her boots scraping in the ground as she pushed her palms outwards. Hold. It. There. Just as she'd done before, months ago on Nar Shaddaa, she willed the barrier into being. A blue shimmer filled the air in front of the both of them. Just enough to be noticeable. She had no idea if the shooters could see it, but they sure knew it was there. Two blaster bolts hit the barrier, fizzing into non-existence right in front of her face. Nara gritted her teeth.

"GET. UP. NOOOOW!"


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Rynn's insides felt like boiling pot of Dantooine stew, and a yelling hothead wasn't making the situation better. A few bolts would arc past the boy as he pulled himself onto his knees. But, something caught his eyes, a barrier was around him, protecting him. Were these those mysterious wizards that the Mandalorian had learned so much about during his childhood? The ones that his people had warred against all those years in the past?

The Mandalorian would cough and limp as he grabbed the girl by the shoulder, he could see her face slowly draining of life and energy. He would pull her into his arms, shielding her from some of the blaster fire. A bolt would strike against his back, causing a searing pain and burning sensation, the boy would clench his teeth as he limped past the area, his feet dragging as he did so.

It seemed the thugs had no intention on following them, and the blaster fire seized completely. He would place the girl down, as he winced and cursed under his breath. "I didn't need you to..save me," he'd grunt, his hand reaching behind his back, feeling a burning liquid sensation. Damn..

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This... is... really hard... she thought as she struggled to maintain the barrier. Every shot that hit it sent a shudder through her. Her arms felt weak, muscles tired. Like she'd gone twenty rounds with a rancor or something, rather than just standing there. She felt like she did back on Ajan Kloss in the swamps, trying to raise the Centennial Condor from the muck. She felt something warm on her lip as her nose bled slightly from the effort.

The barrier faded as the Mandolorian grabbed her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. She sagged into them, feeling empty and drained. The effort of holding up the barrier had faded though, letting Nara gasp for air, letting her try and regain a little energy. Her vision swirled as he ran, holding her.

It took a couple of minutes for her to come back to her senses again. She was lying on the dirty walkway, half-propped up against some huge metal box. She kept gasping for air, holding her head as the fatigue and pain spread through it. "Gotta stop... doing that..." she whispered to herself, wondering if the pain had been worth it.

Sacrifice is everything to the Jedi blah blah get OUTTA MY HEAD MASTER OREN

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Yeah, I get it, I heard you the first six hundred times you said it..." she said, shaking her head as she stood up. Still wobbly, but a little better. Damn. This was not how she'd planned to spend her day. "Thanks for... getting me outta there." She didn't want to admit it, but he had kinda saved her too. Maybe. She might say that aloud, under torture.

"You're hurt. Crap. I've got something.." she said, rumbling through her bag to find a bacta pack she had spare. "Here... this'll stop it. I think. I'm not a medic."

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Rynn watched as the girl began to stand, her legs wobbling, with little thought his hands would press against her shoulders, gently pushing her back down towards the crate. He tried to imagine what it had to feel like, seeing a lifeless helmet staring at you, no emotions, nothing. He would place two fingers against her neck, as he checked her pulse--his left hand reaching up to feel the temperature on her pale cheeks. Seems everything is okay, whatever that was though, tired her the kriff out.

He would remove a small canteen from his side, tossing it towards the girl, "Keep it," he would grunt as he continued to cough. He would wave down any offer from the girl, instead pulling out a wide assortment of medical supplies from his own bag. It seemed weird for a kid to be carrying so much, but here he was.

He would quickly wipe down the wound, knowing that any infection would likely kill him, his face would wince under his helmet as he applied bacta to the wound. Finally he would remove a shot, plucking it into his thigh, which should buy him enough time before his next wave of symptoms. "Got a name wizard?"

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Nara grabbed the canteen and chugged some down greedily, thirsty and desperate for something refreshing. Holding it to her lips, she felt how tired her arms were. She could feel her muscles complain, sag in defeat. The water helped a little bit, but she needed to go. Get back on a ship, head back to Ajan Kloss. She'd done her part... so what was she doing here? And why did he have to carry her off like that?

She splashed a little water over herself, shivering at the coolness. It woke her up a little more. She stood up, passing the canteen back as she ran her fingers through her damp hair. Watching him do his... thing. His shots? Applying the bacta. Watching more than she really should. Is he okay? she thought, but for once she thought better of asking.

"Nara. And I'm not a wizard, dumbass,"
she groaned, rolling her eyes with a smirk. "How about you, helmet-boy?" There was much less of an edge to her words now. "Sorry about your uh... guy?"

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