- Character Profile
- Sep 23, 2021
- Reaction score
But those hands took her, gave her stability as she was half-lead, half dragged away. The body of her liberator was short-furred, like that of a Bothan. That was the limit of Ki's lucidity. Her mind bounced, unable to identify where she was, nor able to remember where she had been. As the moved so quickly through corridors, Ki gathered her wits. She was Ki Jem-Taan, of the dreaded Seguyi Dervish. Assassin, spy, follower of the aspect of the Force others called Dark.
Ki's shoulder scraped against rough wall as she was pulled around a corner. Her vision was returning, thanks to the sparse light in the hallways. She had enough lucidity to know whatever was happening it was covert, she was being secreted away, so she held her voice and questions. They came to an open bay. A black starry sky overhead revealed nighttime. The deepness of the black suggested a rural location. A shuttle sat in the middle of the bay.
"Here, a bike." the stranger indicated hastily to a speeder bike. " There are limited supplies in the saddle bags. Don't stop until suns up." Was all the voice said. The shadowy figure turned away, but Ki weakly snagged his shirt sleeve. "Why?" She asked.
"My master is a powerful Hutt, without mercy. He deserves to have his prize trophy taken from him." The voice said with gravely intention. "Go!" The stranger whispered in a harsh tone. Then he was gone. The speeder bike coughed to life then purred. A small portal in the wall opened and with less than steady handling, Ki guided the bike out and into the dry landscape beyond.