"I've been better... sorry can I ask who you are and if you are planning to kill me?" You asked as your breaths fell heavier and heavier.

"Don't worry, I help people, not hurt them. My name is Cal." His blade sunk into the hilt as his eyes flashed over to your blaster and the aroma of burning wyyyschokk flesh infiltrated your nostrils. "At least I won't hurt you if you can tell me where you got that blaster from? It's a little... scuffed sure but it doesn't look like they give one of those to everybody around here."

"I... procured it from a dead Stormtrooper that I just so happened to find dead in a village not too far from here." Cal smirked and sat down next to you, checking his clothes to make sure he had not spilled the guts of his foe on him.

"Don't worry, I'm on your side here, at least when it comes to that scum."

"Well you would have to be right?" You took his saber into your hand and ran the smooth metal across your fingers. "They don't give one of those to everybody around here, do they? I thought all the Jedi had been wiped away a long time ago." Cal slowly dropped his hand and softly took his weapon back from you.

"The Empire thought that they were, but there are a few of us that managed to slip away into the shadows. It isn't as if we are free though, so don't get excited. We're hunted down like beasts by the inquisitors, we can't exactly parade ourselves around showing off." He sadly smiled. "But what about you, what are you doing here?"

"I ask myself that question every time I wake up. Standard story really, Empire came to my village, not here I'm from a few planets over. I could either stay and fight or run, but what can I do I'm one person I can't do anything. So I ran, managed to take out a stray Stormtrooper who had got lost wandering around, stole his gun and managed to scrap a few credits together to come here. Thought I could just hide out a bit and then... well I didn't really think of a then but that's why I'm here. I managed to find a little cave that most of the real things to be scared of can't fit in the entrance and that's where I sleep and cook and whatever. It isn't much of a life, but it keeps me away from those assholes."

"Come with me." Cal said without a second thought. "I have a little... business to take care of here but after that we're flying. You can stay with us until we find somewhere you're happy to stay. In the mean time we've got plenty of food and we could always do with more hands on deck... what do you say?"

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Written by Aaron.