Wrath of Trandosha

Chapter 15 - Pursuit

They touched down, the landing gear clunking heavily, on the grey landing platform. This place, appeared to be the Capital of Ando, its metal and glass structures, reached up into the strings of cloud. The city was built on five large islands, with bridges connected each one to form a pentagon, everything was straight and designed immaculately. At first glance the city, appeared to have little imperial presence like naboo, Valon thought this must be like most mid rim worlds.

Everything here was neat, a stark contrast to the lively sea, which was full of exotic creatures. The ocean surrounded the cities five islands, with a great lagoon at its centre, the building were black and almost skeletal, more glass than metal. The three, exited the Quadjumper, climbing down the ladder, they were approached by three Aqualish. The Aqualish men who walked regally towards them, had two huge eyes and two smaller sets underneath, their eyes were as black as coal and twitched at the sight of their visitors.

Their skin was pale, a similar colour to Valons but they were very different. Two large mandible like tusks hung over the mouth, thin hair, grew in matches around the sides of their faces. The Aqualish approached Valon and the others, stopping a few metres away, their dialect was guttural, with clicks and growls.

"Nuggula tatwa woolar kutgh." Said the Aqualish in the centre.

"Reg - translate." commanded Valon.

"Yes Sir, he welcomes you to Ando but asks why you have come?"

"Tell him we have come for fuel and potentially lodging." said Valon.

"Metacka lokoo dec moola santo." said Reg in his robotic voice.

"Shantoco mackwa dec nompassa logicah." grunted the Aqualish man.

"He says that you can fuel and then leave." translated Reg.

"Ask him why." demanded Valon.

"Tecrassa dis omba?" said Reg.

"Ollokco randa keecoli imperial ambaso toc Ando, yot mecha scrufa ant yoh, meetos arrival." the Aqualish man become angered at the question.

"He says, that the imperial governor to Ando is coming and that he does not want foreign travels, as scruffy as you, messing up his arrival." announced Reg.

"Scruffy!" exclaimed Valon, putting his face up against the Aqualish's face, threateningly.

The Aqualish turned on the it heels, strutting back to their control tower, looking bitter. Two other Aqualish people came over, connecting their fuel pump to the top of the ship, the cumbersome tube ran down the curved side of Valon's robust tug. The tube pulsated, as the high pressured fuel, injected into the tank. Once the ships tank was full, the Aqualish, dressed in oil soaked overalls, removed the pump. One climbed down the orange ladder hastily, as the other grabbed Valons attention, thrusting it's shaggy hand in his direction, demanding money. 

"Malta credits compa traveler!" the aggressive worker shoved his three fingered hand, closer to Valons face. 

"This much?" asked Valon holding out his small amount of credits.

"Pucra mucha!" 

"You will except the credits I have." convinced Valon using a Jedi mind trick he had learnt from his master Jocasta Nu. 

"Yot mall exepta kee credits." said the Aqualish worker, taking the credits from Valon's hand. 

They boarded the Quadjumper, Valon sat with Joi, while Reg piloted, he took off. Joi looked distracted but relaxed, Valon had used a powerful Jedi mind trick on her, that he had learnt from a Jedi knight, when he was little. He had connected with her through the force, to calm her, she was still mourning the death of her father but for now she would be less sorrowful. With a full tank of fuel, the ship orbited gracefully over Ando, their plans to get fuel were successful but they could not lay low in a place so vigilant and dominated by imperial rule. Valon had to find somewhere they could be safe from the empire.