(Completed) Blaster & Blade: A Untold Star Wars Story

Chapter 36

"I think I saw medical supplies in the hold, I'll patch her up and then we can talk to her," said Mal'dar.

Rimi nodded, "Go, I'll watch her".

Mal'dar went into the hold and after a few minutes of searching found the crate he was looking for. He pulled out a first aid kit and walked back to the cockpit. The girl was still passed out and breathing shallowly, Rimi sat beside her watching her for any change. Mal'dar knelt down beside them and pulled two syringes, one filled with a clear liquid the other with a green liquid, out of the medkit. He passed the both to Rimi speaking as he did, "Inject this in her arm and this in her thigh".

Rimi nodded and injected the clear liquid into the girl's shoulder and the green liquid into her thigh.

Mal'dar rummaged through the medical supplies some more until he withdrew a roll of bandages. He gently lifted the girl's leg and began to gingerly wrap it bandages as Rimi watched them. "You never struck me as the healing type," she said.

Mal'dar smiled slightly under his helmet, "Yeah my mom made me learn, she said you'll get shot and your friends will get shot. So you're going to learn how to help them and stay alive".

"Good philosophy," said Rimi.

"Don't let her hear you say that, she'll never let you live it down," said Mal'dar as he finished wrapping the girl's leg. He set her leg on her knee as he shifted his position. He pulled the tape from the medical supplies and taped the bandages before gingerly setting the girl's leg back on the ground.

"Should she still be asleep?" asked Rimi looking the girl who stirred slightly but was certainly not awake.

Mal'dar waved her concern aside, "The healing stim take a little while to heal her enough that she wakes up, but she should be awake soon".

They gazed at her as she continued to sleep, unmoving to all that went on around her.

"What are we going to with her?" asked Mal'dar.

"I won't kill her," declared Rimi.

Mal'dar immediately shook his head, "No, she helped you I'll honor that by helping her".

Rimi looked at him, "Then we can't tell Vizsla about her".

Mal'dar nodded, "He'll just want to kill her to prove a point or collect the bounty on her head".

Neither spoke, both opting instead to watch her. Her eyelids began to flutter and they flew open. She began to pant and she tried to back away from them. Both raised their hands to show that they didn't have any weapons in their hands, "Hey truce, truce".

The girl panted, though her breaths gradually slowed, and she looked at the pair wide-eyed. "What are you going to do with me?"

"That's up to you, but right now what's your name?" asked Rimi.

The girl eyed them warily, "Ora Sallin, of Alderaan".

Mal'dar crouched down beside her, "You helped us so we'll help you, what do you want us to do with you?"

The girl looked from one to the other blinking rapidly, "Can I have my lightsaber back".

"Not yet," said Mal'dar.

Ora slouched over defeated before looking up at them, "Can you take me to my master?"

"Perhaps, where are they?" asked Rimi.

"Sarafel," said Ora.

"Ok, well let's go to Sarafel," said Rimi.

"Plotting coordinates now," said Mal'dar and after pressing a few buttons he pulled back the hyperspace lever and they shot into hyperspace.

"What will you do with me when we get there?" asked Ora.

"Will your master try to take the ship back?" asked Rimi.

Ora pursed her lips, "I don't think so, I haven't been assigned to him very long".

Mal'dar let out a harrumph and activated the ship's star map, "Yep I was right".

"What?" asked Rimi turning towards him.

Mal'dar pointed at a planet, "Lyvor is just a few systems over from Sarafel".

Rimi examined the planet he pointed to and nodded, "That's Lyvor, but what does that have to do with anything".

"We can't unload all this cargo on the ship we brought," stated Mal'dar, they had brought a smaller death watch ship so they could avoid detection easier.

"And we can't take this one to the republic or death watch," said Rimi.

"And this hunk of junk doesn't have any escape pods for her," said Mal'dar tipping his head to Ora, "so we unload the cargo on one of the tribe's ships and then set the ship on autopilot for Sarafel".

"I'd be ok with that," said Ora.

Both looked at her as if just remembering that she was there, "The tribe isn't at war with the republic so if lead the republic there I will kill you," said Rimi.

Ora nodded wide-eyed.

Mal'dar sighed, "So you want to call or should I".

They landed the republic cargo ship in Lyvor's shipyard where several members of The Tribe waited for them. They immediately began moving crates from the republic ship to The Tribe's ship. They left two of The Tribe to guard Ora as they went to speak with the armorer.

The armorer was knocking the dents out of a cuirass when they arrived. The orange flames which reflected in her helmet gave it a molten look. She turned off the forge and looked at the pair, "You are back".

"Not for long," said Mal'dar.

"I know," said The Armorer.

"Is there anything you want us to do mother?" asked Rimi.

The Armorer looked at them, appraising them both. "Yes, survive this war but always follow the way".

"Is there anything else?" asked Rimi a slight note of pleading slipping into her voice.

The Armorer reactivated the forge, "Yes, make sure they bring a fuel canister we are beginning to run low. That is all, this is the way".

"This is way," said Mal'dar and Rimi turning away from The Armorer and headed back to the shipyard.

The Armorer, after several minutes had passed, looked where they had stood their footprints still imprinted in the dirt. And her eyes lingered there for some time.

The Tribe's ship flew through space, the republic cargo ship still docked with it. They arrived outside of Sarafel and a star destroyer instantly commed them, "You are in an active battle zone, state your business".

Mal'dar and Rimi looked at Ora, "Well here's your stop".

Mal'dar raised his blaster at Ora and fired. The shot streaked through the air and struck her, electricity crackled around her from the stun shot. He set her lightsaber in her hand while Rimi watched Ora who squirmed restlessly in her sleep.

"K'oyacyi," she said.

Mal'dar flipped on the distress beacon on the cargo ship, "That went surprisingly well".

Rimi turned to him and nodded, "Yes, it did".

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