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"Now let's see, where is the nearest city?" Xeron questioned the little datapad he held in his palm. He poked at the little holographic Taanab floating a few inches above the pad causing the hologram to spin. "Ah! Here we go. We are roughly twenty-seven clicks NE of the capital of Pandath. And if there is a crime syndicate on Taanab, it would probably be in Pandath," Xeron said a he looked closer at the hologram, which was now listing off waypoints, "What do you guys think?"

Monkuta nodded impatiently. "Yes, it makes sense. We'll investigate Pandath. Let's land quickly so I can find a proper toilet, unless someone wants to point me to it!" he screamed slightly. He hadn't gone to the bathroom in about three days. he was reaching his limit.

Monkuta nodded hastily and ran down the hall to do his business.

(Not much to say again)

(Crap! My bad...)

Zet looked back, and quickly dashed into the elevator, deactivating his lightsabers as he dashed in.

Saesal moved with a gait that suggested he was an important man on a dire mission. Huge crowds opened up and let him through, eyes darting from his face to his lightsaber hilt and then back onto his face. They all knew better than to interefere with the business of a Jedi and the young man was thoroughly enjoying the effect his presence had on them all.

In truth, he had no real reason to be in a hurry, he was just running on a whim. The Stark Group had put many of the instructors in the Academy on their toes and before he left, Saesal had heard of plans to strike out at the enemy. If his information was correct, Tanaab would be a good place for him to grow. A place where he could start seeing the real world, a place where he could test everything he had learned so far.

He just needed a way to get there.

Thousands of ideas flickered on and off in his head, but he settled on just one. He had just experienced the effect Jedi had on people in a crowd, surely he'd be able to procure a ship for his important journey. After a good deal of walking, backtracking, and path finding, he found himself staring into the eyes of a dock manager, a man much larger than the young Jedi. A man with thick muscles and an entire posse of men working not even ten feet away.

"Hello there, my name is Saesa-"

"Whaddya want ye Jedi dog?"

"A ship. I ne-"

"Eh, don' even get me started boy. Ye just want ta grab what's rightfully mine and use it all willy nilly now don' cha?"

"Peace, I need a fast ship to reach Tanaab. Please, it is important Jedi business."

"Aye, that's what they said tha last time they took me finest gal. Push off ye mangy bit o' filth!"

Saesal was stunned at the audacity of the man. Already, the men nearby had turned to the two and many were trying their best to look menacing. Obviously, Jedi did not have the same effect on everyone. But Saesal tried once more, he needed a ship.

"Listen, I don't even need your finest, just one that can bring me to Tanaab quickly."

"That's it! Throw this oaf out boys!"

At once, a dozen strong men jumped at the man's call and moved to cause Saesal harm. With a sigh, Saesal held his hand up and sent them all flying back. Keeping a hand on the hilt of his lightsaber, Saesal tried once more to reason with the manager. But before he could utter a word, the sound of a blaster going off rang through the air. Thinking quickly and using the Force to augment his already impressive agility, Saesal tossed himself to the side, the shot grazing his leg.

The wound was light, but it burned. Saesal was shocked, he had never been shot at before and the pain he felt now was not something he had expected. He lost himself for a moment and when his rational mind regained control, he was gazing out at stars from the seat of a one-person starship's command chair. Hyperspace initiated at that moment and soon, he was on his way to Tanaab. Not quite sure what to make of the situation, Saesal relaxed and was soon asleep, just glad to finally be on his way.
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The dock manager sat at the bar, downing glass after glass of the strongest ale the owner could sell to him. He strong voice now shook and stuttered and his eyes darted to and fro, keeping a watch out for the Jedi that had come and gone.

"A m-m-monster tha b-boy...I've n-never seen that in anyone. Why didn't the b-b-blaster just finish him? N-no way h-he was a J-Jedi..."

[I hope this is a good first post. I rushed it a bit, sorry, I just needed a good way to get with the other RPers.]

((Is everybody in the elevator? If so, I can le post.))

Monkuta finished and rushed back to the room where his companions were talking. The first words he heard were 'lose the lightsaber.' He walked in so that he was standing between the two. "Hiding things is a simple task for jedi," he said confidently and happily, his bladder satisfied. He revealed the unactivated lightsaber hilt and held it up for Z to see. Then he flipped it down and quickly tucked it into a pocket on the inside of his robe. It was virtually invisible to the naked eye. "As long as no one tried to strip us down, we should be fine." He smiled at the approaching planet. "I wonder why none of the locals have tried to contact us for docking procedure. In most cases we would have been interrupted a few minutes ago," he pondered.

((Long to make up for the two shorties...))