Star Wars: Galaxies Beyond

Kessel Me If You Can!

6 BBY
Kessel
Backstreets

Kessel...not exactly the most delightful spot to be in the galaxy, or the outer rim for that matter. Whether it was the crime-ridden streets, ruthless spice lords, or reckless space jockeys, Kessel wasn't somewhere to call home.

For whatever reasons though, fate had dropped three unlikely faces here at the same time.

Zena, in hiding after order 66 and looking to score some weaponry to sell from those smuggler ships at the docking bays.

Mett, here for the same reason except she was only after the cases of credits that would be transferred between partners for said weapons.

And Noah, just looking for any sort of transportation to get off this planet with after the empire had left him stranded on Kessel temporarily.

Their paths would merge soon enough, but first, they all had their own objectives and ways of reaching them.

Zena, a hooded figure in a mass crowd of impoverished and those neglected by the empire, to be fair everyone was neglected by the empire. Even those who held stakes in the Empire like senators, inquisitors, and war officials were neglected by the system they served. No one was truly the majority in the imperial army. Humans may have been the dominating species but they were all expendable humans, not valued in the slightest. Perhaps this is what made Zena stick out so much in a crowd of people who dressed just like her, she wasn't human. There was no reason for a zeltron to be this far away from home. Unless...she was running from something.

Meanwhile, only a few meters away, Mett Xo walked with her hands in her pockets nonchalantly, wading through the mass crowd with ease. Raising her hand out her pocket Mett ran it through hair and whistled to herself.

Little did either know, they were on a crash course for the other one..literally. In about three seconds a series of events would unfold leading to a years long friendship and an evitable demise.

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Zena tripped over someone in the crowds feet, hitting the pavement with a thud and her hood falling, her bright blue bun falling loose as the crowd brushed past her like nothing happened. Until one took a moment to look down at her and then to a wanted holo right on the building next to them and put two and two together.

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Credits made the galaxy go round...and a good bounty would lead any normally Good Samaritan to drop their morals then and there.

"THE JEDI! I FOUND HER! TROOPERS OVER HERE."

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Mett Xo looked around frantically as the yelling continued and people scattered in all directions with troopers headed her way. How had they found her already! She hadn't been seen by one of those probes had she?! Crap crap crap she had to get out of this crowd. As Mett tried to run in the direction of the majority of the crowd she was knocked forward by one of them onto the ground. Tumbling forward she fell right in front Zena, her saber rolling out her coat and right in front the zeltron.

Zena's eyes widened at the sight, she picked up the saber meeting Metts eyeline on the muddy ground of Kessel. "You-you're a Jedi?"

Mett looked around, everywhere but at Zena with a guilty grin on her face. "What! Jedi, nooooo. Anyways I'll take that back now and be going!"

Mett snatched the saber, standing up along with Zena when imperial troopers yelled out for them, finally spotting them in the stampede of people. Charging up their weapons and firing into the screaming crowd.

"Run!"

Zena grabbed Metts hand out of pure adrenaline and began to run through the crowd with her.

"AHHHHHH! WHAT ARE YOU DOING! LET ME GO!"