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He is out turning the compost when he feels a sense of dread shiver through the Force. He drops everything and runs to the house, to the children, fear tight in his belly. It's only thirty meters but it feels like it takes an eternity. Part of him argues the feeling. No alarms were triggered, no sounds of approaching spacecraft or transport were heard. They should be alone. But Quin trusts the Force above all; it has never lied to him.
He skids around one of the storage units to the courtyard before their home and finds himself staring down the barrels of three blasters; the fourth pointed at Larin's head as she kneels before a Trandoshan. Varp, the bounty hunters from Taris had found him. Had he lead them here? Did he do a security sweep of his ship after refueling? Curse him for a fool but either way, it was too late. They were here and had to be dealt with. But where was Korto?
He froze and held his hands out, away from his body. In addition to the Trandoshan, there were two humans and a driod. What was their number on Taris? Was it four or five? Was the fifth holding Korto out of sight?
"You have lead a long hunt Jedi but it is over now. Kneel and make no trouble or the little one pays the price."
Quin stepped forward slowly to position himself closer to the house and his daughter. The fact that this also put him in the middle of the bounty hunters was coincidence, right?
Now that he was closer, he could see Larin clearer and she was scared, though she refused to cry in front of her captures. "Be calm, daughter," He called out, not wanting to give the bounty hunters names if they didn't have them. "All will be well."
"All will be well when we deliver you and get our credits!" the Trandoshan sneered.
He skids around one of the storage units to the courtyard before their home and finds himself staring down the barrels of three blasters; the fourth pointed at Larin's head as she kneels before a Trandoshan. Varp, the bounty hunters from Taris had found him. Had he lead them here? Did he do a security sweep of his ship after refueling? Curse him for a fool but either way, it was too late. They were here and had to be dealt with. But where was Korto?
He froze and held his hands out, away from his body. In addition to the Trandoshan, there were two humans and a driod. What was their number on Taris? Was it four or five? Was the fifth holding Korto out of sight?
"You have lead a long hunt Jedi but it is over now. Kneel and make no trouble or the little one pays the price."
Quin stepped forward slowly to position himself closer to the house and his daughter. The fact that this also put him in the middle of the bounty hunters was coincidence, right?
Now that he was closer, he could see Larin clearer and she was scared, though she refused to cry in front of her captures. "Be calm, daughter," He called out, not wanting to give the bounty hunters names if they didn't have them. "All will be well."
"All will be well when we deliver you and get our credits!" the Trandoshan sneered.
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Date: 2014-03-07 11:52 pm (UTC)Stepping to the door of the storage unit, he called out for the kids to step back so he could activate the lightsaber and cut through the blaster welded door. Once they were free, the all hugged until they were sure all was well. Quin knew this was a hard but important lesson for the kids and he was quite sure they would never brag or act hasty with the Force now.
Picking up the blasters and what credits the bounty hunters had on them, Quin told the kids to pack their things while he took care of his and Khaleen's few items. Once the kids were busy unloading on the Wampa's Paw, Quin carried all the bodies to the compost pile and set them aflame.
Finally pulling into the outer atmosphere of their hidden planet, he fired a message drone to find Khaleen at her last know location to let her know what had transpired and set about to find the transmitter aboard his ship. He knew he still needed to find a new vessel but until then, it'd be better not to leave a trail.