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Boonta. Local time: 22:20
A few hours had passed since they escaped the last scene of battle. Their 'camp' was by Hask's speeder located in what could best be described as a small valley or a crater as it was surrounded by a series of hills just a little higher than two meters on all sides but the one directed away from the pirate camp. There were a number of bushes and trees along the edge of the valley and a few bushes on top of the hills, but by the middle of the valley, there was a notable lack of cover except for the speeder and a few larger rocks. It wasn't a large valley, perhaps just eight meters wide, but it was certainly enough for the two temporary allies.
They had taken their time to lick their wounds after having escaped the large pirate horde, but it was just a matter of time before they would be tracked down again. The pirates knew the area well and the tired and injured force users could only do so much to hide their tracks. Only managing to slow down the search at best.
Null stood by a bush right at the edge of a hill and acted as a lookout, allowing Vardon and Hask to rest in relative peace. Their pact was a very uneasy one to say the least and the padawan sat leaned against a tree with outstretched legs by the edge of the valley, a few meters away from Hask. The wound he had acquired was much better now than it was before, but there was still a big hole in his now rather dirty shirt. At his belt hung his lightsaber and two vibroknives, just like before their last battle.
Breaking the silence, Vardon spoke "So what is it that you Sith do when not kicking down doors and conquering stuff around the Galaxy?" his question was asked rather lazily, but his curiosity was genuine.
After chattering for a while, Null let out a long and concerned "whoooo" before making a somewhat urgent sounding series of beeps and boops. Informing its master and the Sith that three armed strangers where approaching and seemed to have contact with the pirate base. It seemed as if the force users would soon be found again.
They had taken their time to lick their wounds after having escaped the large pirate horde, but it was just a matter of time before they would be tracked down again. The pirates knew the area well and the tired and injured force users could only do so much to hide their tracks. Only managing to slow down the search at best.
Null stood by a bush right at the edge of a hill and acted as a lookout, allowing Vardon and Hask to rest in relative peace. Their pact was a very uneasy one to say the least and the padawan sat leaned against a tree with outstretched legs by the edge of the valley, a few meters away from Hask. The wound he had acquired was much better now than it was before, but there was still a big hole in his now rather dirty shirt. At his belt hung his lightsaber and two vibroknives, just like before their last battle.
Breaking the silence, Vardon spoke "So what is it that you Sith do when not kicking down doors and conquering stuff around the Galaxy?" his question was asked rather lazily, but his curiosity was genuine.
After chattering for a while, Null let out a long and concerned "whoooo" before making a somewhat urgent sounding series of beeps and boops. Informing its master and the Sith that three armed strangers where approaching and seemed to have contact with the pirate base. It seemed as if the force users would soon be found again.
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