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The pilot motioned over to an empty booth, where he sat down along side his Wookie companion. Adam had heard of Wookies before, but they weren't really a common sight on hot desert planets. In spite of how hot it was outside, even this early in the morning, the Wookie's once foul mood had cleared up as soon as the bullies had left.

"Han Solo. Captain of the Millennium Falcon. Chewbacca here is my first mate." the man said. "What do you need to get to in Alderaan that you can't do taking public transport? It'd certainly be cheaper than hiring me."

"Let's just say we really don't like the Empire." Adam responded. Han laughed at this and leaned back in his chair.

"I can sympathize, but that means the price goes up. 10,000 credits. In advance." This time it was Adam's turn to suppress a laugh.

"You're kidding, right? Is your ship a luxury yacht?" said Adam, wondering if someone else in this place might be a little bit cheaper.
"Good question." said Adam while scanning the room. He saw many of the thugs, cheap bounty hunters and drunks one would expect to find at a dive bar like this one. Only a few stared back, but mostly the patrons kept to themselves. None of them stared back with hostility, at least not openly, which was a start. Adam had just decided to try talking to a particularly tough looking Devaronian when someone tapped him hard on the shoulder.

"Did you say something to my friend, kid?" said a gruff, human voice. The ugly, middle-aged man speaking was only about as tall as Adam, but behind him was a large, grey skinned Aqualish thug. Adam didn't respond right away, so the human tapped him again.

"My friend says you insulted him." the human said. "Buy us some drinks and we might forget you said anything." he said, puffing up his chest and standing to his full height.

"But I didn't say anything." Adam responded honestly. He knew this might make them mad, but he really didn't want to get pushed around by a pair of idiots. Especially not in front of Kijani.

"Pay up, or else I'll smash your face while your girlfriend watches." the human said again in a whisper that didn't hide his anger. Adam almost reached for his half-full glass, ready to break it over the man's head when a roar sounded from behind the two bullies.

The creature was over two meters tall, and completely covered in hair. The only article of clothing he wore was a bandoleer that was strapped across his body. When he roared, the two thugs visibly flinched, as well as Adam.

"Come on, Ponda. Let's get out of here." said the human before leaving the pair of them left the cantina. Relieved, Adam put down the glass as a new voice sounded.

"Evazan and Ponda aren't exactly the brightest bulbs around here, so try not to take their threats too seriously." said another human male, this time much younger. Where the last human was as ugly as a bantha, this guy was handsome and knew it. His accent was definetly not local, and he wore exactly what Adam thought a dashing smuggler would wear.

"Thanks." Adam said. Before the man and the large hairy giant walked away, Adam spoke up again. "You wouldn't happen to know of anyone pilots, would you? We need a lift."

When the other human turned around, he had a perfect winning smile on. "Well, what a coincidence. My schedule just opened up. So, what can I do for you?"
OoC

How long do you usually write?

One to two paragraphs

Do you enjoy writing collaborative posts for things like conversations, combat, etc.?

Yes I do, actually.

Is grammar and depth of writing important to you?

It's not super important to me, but I need to be able to understand what you are saying.

Are there any writing subjects you particularly enjoy exploring?

I noticed that the character list didn't have any fighter pilots on it, so I thought having one would lead to some interesting stories.

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There is only two things I hate in RPs: Perfect Characters and Edgelords.

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Other than dying horribly, I can't think of anything.

Do you have any short-term or long-term goals with this character?

Marius is Force Sensitive, so maybe exploring that a little bit could prove to be interesting.





Adam reached for his pack from the back seat and got out his bacta and quickly applied it to his arm. "Right. I think there is a cantina nearby that pilots like to frequent. How many credits do we have?"

Obi-wan handed the princess a bag of credit chits. "Nearly three thousand credits." the Jedi Master said. "We've been holding onto this for years, so try to use it wisely. I'll stay here and watch the droids and the speeder." Adam got out of the speeder, still fumbling with his bandage. "Try to keep out of trouble, master." he said.

Obi-wan smiled. "That goes double for you, young Padawan." Adam shrugged and gestured to the princess. "Right this way."

After a few moments, the pair entered a cantina with a flashing neon signed labeled Chalmun's Spaceport Cantina. Even though it was early morning, the Bith band was already playing a jaunty tune and several beings were lined up at the bar.

"Lets start with a drink first. We don't want to stand out." whispered Adam to the Kijani. The young man then made room at the bar for the two of them and asked for whatever is on tap.
Once Kijani drifted to sleep, Adam tried to focus on the nearly endless stretch of desert ahead of him. He was the only one still awake in the landspeeder, for even Threepio and Artoo had gone into low power mode. He glanced over at Kijani once or twice, noticing how at peace she seemed. Poor girl must be having the worst day of her life. he thought to himself.

Tatooine was beautiful, in it's own way. Adam had lived here his entire life, and the idea of finally putting it behind him was terrifying. Whatever happened tomorrow would change his life forever, and maybe not necessarily in a good way. Adam didn't have much of a life here, but at least it was relatively safe and predictable. Now, he could be dead by the end of the week, and for what?

Adam caught a glimpse of Kijani stirring in her seat again, and his thoughts immediately went back to her. The holonet made her seem so... perfect. Like she was a masterpiece that had a big "Look, but don't touch" sign over it. She almost didn't even seem like a real person.

Now that she was sitting next to him, sleeping in his landspeeder, Adam realized that beneath all the glam, all the fashion and royal bearing, Kijani was a girl like any other. Sweet, kind, brave, she definitely seemed more real than any holonet interview or paparazzi pictures made her seem to be. Adam preferred the pretty "girl next door" version of her as opposed to the hyper-realized celebrity.

The young Padawan pushed the thoughts from his mind. She was still a princess, after all. Kijani probably had rich, handsome suitors from all over the galaxy lining up at her door. She's only here with you because she needs help. he reminded himself, and focused more on his driving.

As the hours ticked by and the twin suns finally began to rise, Adam spotted the outskirts of Mos Eisley. Pulling the Landspeeder over, he nudged his master and the princess awake. "We're here, guys." he said, and realized that the only person who hadn't gotten any sleep was himself. That, and his arm still hurt like hell.
Adam nodded at Kijani's words. "Obsession can certainly lead to the dark side. So can uncontrollable passion. That can lead to lust, rage and worse. But love can save you, not condemn you. That's what I have always felt, anyway. Obi-wan and I don't always agree."

"As for training you, that's not really up to me. You really should be asking sleeping beauty when he wakes up." Adam said, gesturing to the still sleeping Obi-wan. "Still, not everyone can do it. Even if you can, you are basically painting a target on your back. If I had a choice, I'm not sure if I would want to be a Jedi." he said in earnest. Adam has felt for most of his life that the only reason that he is on the path he is on is because of his father. There was still so much about him he just didn't know. Adam and Obi-wan didn't fight often, but it was usually about his father. The old man simply refused to talk about Anakin Skywalker, other than that he died in the Clone Wars. Adam knew even less about his mother.

The young Padawan took a deep breath and pushed the thoughts from his mind. "Speaking of sleep, you should try and get some." We have a few hours until Mos Eisley, and you've had a rough day."
"I hope so too. I have some bacta in my bag that we can slap on my arm when we get there." said Adam as he drove the landspeeder through the desert. When Kijani asked what it was like to be a Jedi, he couldn't help but smile.

"A Jedi Knight is not defined by his weapon." replied Adam, doing a fair impersonation of his master. Thankfully, Obi-wan was fast asleep in the back seat. "Well, the first thing I can tell you is that the Force isn't magic. The Force... it's something that's not easy to describe, so I'll do my best to explain it."

What is the Force? There were a million answers to this question, and Adam didn't know where to start. Taking a deep breath, he just said what came to his mind.

"The Force is everything, and everyone. It's you, me, your family, your friends, what have you. The Force is essentially life itself, and some of us are born able to manipulate it, command it, or in some cases, abuse it." he said. "The light side of the Force is what compels people to use it for good. The ones who would use it for selfish reasons fall to the dark side."

"Many different things can cause one to fall to the dark side. Anger, Jealousy, Fear, that kind of thing. The old text that Obi-wan has even say that Love can cause one to fall to the dark, but I've never really believed that myself, you know?"
"Mos Eisley spaceport is a few hours from here. If we leave now, we can make it just before sunrise." said Adam before went through the burned out whole where the front door used to be. He quickly loaded up his landspeeder with both bags and droids. Glancing up at the now ruined hut, he swore to himself that he would come back here one day. If only to salvage whatever the jawas don't steal. Once they were loaded up, Obi-wan got in the back seat with the droids. Adam nodded to the Princess as she got in the passenger's seat.

Adam got the landspeeder under way and the trio sped off into the night. It was only about ten minutes into the drive when Adam realized his arm was still hurting him. After a quick inspection, he found that a blaster bolt had grazed him, and the flesh was a little burned.

"Great. This was my favorite shirt." he said while still driving. Hopefully they could make it to Mos Eisley before the pain started to really bug him.
Obi-wan, thanks to years of experience, could tell that these troopers were well trained and steady under fire. Still, he was a Soresu master, and most of the blaster bolts fired at him were batted away. One shot sent his way was deflected back into the chest of the lead trooper.

Adam, for his part, tried to pick up the spare shots left that his master missed. Covering himself was relatively easy, but protecting the princess as she returned fire. The Padawan was impressed at Kijani, who appeared steady under fire. When one of her bolts struck the next trooper in the stomach, bringing him to his knees, Obi-wan advanced. His blue lightsaber cut down troopers with quick and simple efficiency.

The west wall of the hut blew next, and more black troopers walked in with heavy blaster rifles blazing. Not wanting his master to get outflanked, Adam rushed in. He felt a sharp, burning pain in his arm, but he ignored it as the first trooper fell to his blade. The next one raised his rifle to strike Adam, but the young Jedi simply brought his saber down, cutting both weapon and armor.

The last remaining troopers were finished off quickly, and when the smoke settled, Obi-wan deactivated his weapon. "We can't stay here tonight. Get the speeder ready, Adam."

"Right." was all Adam said before shutting off his own saber and grabbed the bags. "Are you allright, Princess?"
Before Adam could say anything, Obi-wan spoke up. "I assure you, princess, that we are not interested in a reward. We have spent to long in the shadows, and your arrival means that we can wait no longer..." Obi-wan stopped in the middle of his sentence and glanced outside. Adam sensed it too, and without his master's orders, he reached out with the force to turn off the lights.

Once the room was shrouded in darkness and the two Jedi went perfectly still, the sounds of footsteps shuffled right outside the door of the hut. Adam quickly ran over to the princess and pulled a blaster pistol from his holster and put it in Kijani's hands.

"I'm sure you know how to use one of these." he whispered. He almost didn't finish before the front door of the hut vanished in a cloud of fire and smoke. The deafening roar of the explosion shook the room and nearly brought the whole hut down.

Obi-wan and Adam ignited their lightsabers in unison, their blue blades standing out against the smoke. Adam took a position that covered Kijani as well, attempting to deflect any blaster fire that came their way.

The figures that came through the now ruined door were not the typical white Stormtroopers. These men and women were the color of obsidian, and entered the room like ghosts, weapons raised and belching plasma.
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