Thread: Star Wars: A New Dawn (TheCorsair, Xanaphia)

Following the droids had beeneventful. They had managed to get themselves captured by some Jawas. While Mara was checking to see how much physical currency she had on her, in case she needed to buy the droids, they had managed to free themselves, the astromech droid releasing its oil pan and igniting its after burners, until the sand crawler was in flames. Once more, the droids continued their relentless pursuit of their goal. Which seemed to be the man who caught up with them not long after they free themselves from the Jawas. She followed at a distance, not wanting to alert any of them to her presence. If this old man was the one who killed Brother Twelve, he couldnt be underestimated. His dwelling was typical of the area, built into the ground to withstand the sandstorms and heat. He didnt notice her as he escort the droids inside, and she quickly closed the distance, listening to him speak with the droids, catching bits of message the droids carried for him. -you served the Republic- -serve it once more in the struggle against the Empire- -weapon used by the Empire to destroy the holy city NiJedha- -Help me, Quentin Hall. You're my only hope. So he was someone who served the Republic, before it stamped out the stain of the Separatists, and became the Empire? It wasnt proof he was a Jedi, but it lent strength to the claim. If nothing else, it proved he was indeed a rebel, or a sympathizer, and that could be valuable. It wasnt what her father asked her to do, but enemies of the empire were enemies of her father, and she would not abide them to live. While he was engrossed in the hologram she made her move, pushing in the door silently. Three strides and she be in range. Its be better to incapacitate him, so he could be interrogated for information, so she readied her stun baton, finger twitching over the trigger as she stepped inside. He was quick for an old guy, turning to face her in a smooth motion, a white lightsaber glowing in his hands. A Jedi weapon, for the most part. Didnt prove he was the one she was sent for, just more evidence in favor. Incapacitating him wasnt an opening, as she called her own saber to her hands, ready to strike before he spoke. Kaydia? She stopped short as the name filled the space between them, the shock of hearing it disarming her. Her mothers name, her birth name at least, the name she abandoned in service of the Empire. Everything she knew about her mother had come from her father, the emperor, but he hardly spoke of her. Too hard, she supposed, to reminisce over his lost love. Instead, he spoke of her accomplishments, the great service she provided to keeping the Empire strong, and safe. How do you know that name? She asked, holding her crimson blade before her, still ready to defend her life in a moments notice. Did you know my mother? Luke had taken the moisture farms to search for the droids, so Leia headed to Anchorhead, seeing if she couldnt find something there. And aside from a few ambitious traders who thought they could sell even better droids, she found nothing of value there. Her last stop was the dried goods stand, where a human with leathery, sun dried skin and dark eyes looked up at her, How can I help you, miss? Im looking for two droids, a BT-1 and a 000-PCD, She explained, demonstrating with her hologram. No droids here, miss. Clearly, She said, looking around. She considered for a moment before asking a follow up question, What about a Quentin Hall? Quentin Hall? The proprietor repeated, scratching his chin, Doesnt ring a bell. Whats he look like? Leia frowned, I am not sure. No one by that name, or something similiar? No, no Halls round these parts. There is Old Quinn, comes in here sometimes. Old Quinn? She repeated, encouraging the man to elaborate. Just a hermit, keeps to hisself, mostly. Little off, but once in a blue moon he comes down to the cantina, and cleans up on Sabacc. Not sure if he is damn lucky or just one hell of a bluffer. And where could I find this Quinn? He leaves out in the wastes, not exactly sure where. To the west, some ways. Placing down a handful of dactaries, Leia nodded, Thank you. At least she had something, if Lukes search wasnt fruitful. If this Old Quinn was the Quentin Hall they were looking for, she had ways of finding out.