Repairing Beyond Ambition - Star Wars: Jedi Fallen Order fanfic *EDITING*

Chapter 19

"You just wrecked a perfectly good walker. You got names?"

The man they had very briefly become acquainted with on the AT-AT marched closer towards them, examining the pair of them with great intrigue. His cape danced with the wind and his armour reflected the sunlight.

"Cal Kestis." They shook hands with each other in firm grips.

"Altheeda."

The man stood in his tracks with a brooding expression forming on his face. Cal picked up on the strange energy and gave her a concerned glance. The man eventually offered out his hand.

"Saw Gerrera."

She shook his hand with as much confidence as she could muster up, admittedly it was not much.

"What are you both doing on Kashyyyk?" He asked as he gestured for them to walk with him.

"Looking for somebody." Cal explained.

Saw turned to Altheeda's direction as she walked in silence, not realising at first, she was being stared at until she looked up narrowed her eyes in confusion.

"I'm helping him..." She stuttered.

"What are you doing here?" Cal tried to steer the attention from her.

"My companions and I travelled to Kashyyyk to disrupt Imperial supply lines."

Something shiny glinted in the sky, catching the attention of the redheaded duo. The Stinger Mantis had flown towards them and Cal shouted at it and they both waved their hands in the air. They all proceeded towards it as it made its landing.

"Can you tell me who you're looking for?" Saw inquired to Cal.

"A Wookiee Chieftain named Tarfful."

Saw stopped in his tracks, causing the pair to stop and look at him uncertainly.

"Tarfful is impossible to find. There's a reason he's evaded the Empire for this long."

"He's a freedom fighter?" Cal questioned as Altheeda walked in silence.

"He's the freedom fighter. A symbol of the Wookiee resistance, striking at the Empire from the Shadowlands."

Cere and Greez strode out of the Mantis and Altheeda gave them glad smiles. She was actually relieved to see them again, which surprised her slightly – she didn't make attachments easily but she guessed that in these desperate times, she was grateful to gain them. She was still reluctant to call them friends just yet, but she was warming up to them and enjoyed their company. Cere and Greez smiled back at her awkwardly, picking up on her change of attitude towards them.

"Cere, Greez – this is Saw." The Jedi introduced his friends to his new acquaintance.

"How you doin'?" Greez spoke as Cal gave him a pat on the back as a form of 'hello.'

"What do you want with Tarfull?" Saw continued giving a brief nod to Greez and Cere.

"Jedi business."

"The Jedi are dead."

"Not all of them." Cere piped up.

Cal then lifted his lightsaber into plain sight. Saw placed his hands on his hips and examined the weapon suspiciously.

"Did you get that off a corpse?"

"My master gave it to me."

BD-1 gave a beep in agreement and everyone glanced at the droid for a moment before Saw addressed Cal once again.