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Tatooine: Rural District.
Having kept the night hidden from the Imperial Authorities, Jarred makes his way down to an old shoddy building at the end of the street…
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Once he is certain he is not being watched, Jarred quickly punches in the access code into a door terminal.
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“Ahh, at last home sweet home; well sort of,” Jarred mutters to himself as he walks through the passage.
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“You will NOT believe the trouble I’ve had getting this ya know!” Jarred begins to say to a companion in the adjacent room.
“They have stepped up their security since the last time!”
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“Well it’s about blasting time, Master Yunis! I thought you were dead… or worse; captured!” the tattered protocol droid rabbits on to Jarred.
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As the Zed-3 takes Jarred’s helmet off him, he asks his master a burning question.
“If you don’t mind my asking, Sir… were you able to acquire the medical supplies?”
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“Well… sort of,” Jarred grins has he pulls from under his jumpsuit the arm of an Imperial Medical Droid.
“I tripped the alarm, and I didnt have much time… had to use my blaster to disconnect it… and then I dropped my blaster… and then…”
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“It doesn’t matter now,” the droid interrupts him.
“I just feel sorry for the poor sod who’s going to have to repair that droid you decapitated,” the droid expresses in a dry tone.
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“So… how’s he been today?” Jarred then says, changing the subject.
“He has been sleeping since last night… so mostly stable,” the droid explains.
“Well… after three years of fighting this battle I think this last dose of medicine will finally cure his injuries,” Jarred willfully says.
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“Ahh… Jarred… you’re here, its so good to see you,.. have you got more medicine?” Muline Yunis gasps.
“Yes Father, we have it!,” Jarred smiles.
“Let’s get you up and I’ll administer a dose.”
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“I’m so sorry you have had to risk your life for me on to many occasions Jarred,” his father frowns.
“I want you to know.. I’ll make it up to you… that’s a promise.”
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“It’s going to be so good to see you finally out and about again, Master,” the droid gleefully says.
“You’re not the only one,” agrees the old man.
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“Right here we go, Father,” says Jarred as he presses the medical device towards his father’s neck and injects the extracted medicine.
“Ohh, I can’t bear to look!” Zed-3 exclaims.
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“Feel better?,” Jarred asks with a smile.
“If so, maybe we should get your gear and head down to the droid yard and see if we can find a few little treasures, ey?” he half jokes.
“That dose kicked in fast… I do want to head down to the droid yard!” the old man says.
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“I’ve been waiting thee years for this day, Zed-3,… to see my father back on his feet again! To not have to be on death’s door all the time!” Jarred says whist getting his gear ready.
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“Would you like me to assist you, Master Yunis?” Zed-3 inquires.
“No thanks Zed-3, we’ll be okay,” Jarred answers.
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“Well.. how do I look?” Muline asks.
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“You look great, Father!” Jarred joyfully replies as approaches him.
“Are you sure you’re up for this?” Jarred continues.
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“I’m fine son, I haven’t felt this strong for years… this will show them Weequay thugs with their illegal poison blades around here that they cant defeat Muline Yunis!” he says in a comical tone.
“Ha, ha, well if you’re sure… let’s go!” Jarred eagerly smiles.
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Tatooine: Droid Yard
The hustle and bustle of the droid yard fills Jarred with joy; as he can see life just happening around him, after basically being a recluse for the past couple of years protecting his father, he starts to feel like life can finally resume as normal.
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“Right, go on Father, have a little look around and I’ll pop back over after I take a look at those binary sensors over there,” Jarred offers.
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They both go their separate ways as Jarred browses through the various offerings.
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Muline then approaches a Cerian talking behind a nearby booth…
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Muline stares at the Cerian for a moment before clearing his throat.
“Hey, Fanch, miss me?” he hollers.
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“Muline!!” Fanch shouts in disbelief as he hastily walks towards his friend.
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“You’re looking good!” Muline grins.
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Fanch puts his hands on Muline’s shoulders.
“You look like you’ve seen better days my friend,” Fanch admits.
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“Yeah, but I’m back on my feet now,” he replies.
“But how about you? How’s your little injury doing?” Muline asks.
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As Fanch lifts his bandaged arm up towards Muline he states, “Getting there, at least the doctor said i can keep me arm!”
“Anyway” Fanch then whispers, “Is it still safe?”
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All of a sudden Jarred feels a cold shiver run down his spine… he feels like he is being watched!
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Then out of the blue, a stun blast strikes Muline square in the back!
“MULINE!!” Fanch screams in horror.
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A split second later, a blast strikes Fanch as well!
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At that moment, several Imperial troopers flood the area and begin detaining civilians as an Imperial Commander walks towards Muline and Fanch.
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“Thank you for the information,” snarls the commander as he blasts the informant in the chest.
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Jarred keeps his distance while watching in horror as his father lay lifeless on the desk across the yard…
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…as smoke emits from his back…
TO BE CONTINUED…
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