Tracker tightened the بیلٹ, پٹی around Morgan's waist. As they landed on a planet hardly suitable for any life-form. Steai unwrapped his neck cloth and gently bound Morgan's yet black and blue eyes.
"That's not too tight is it?" مورگن touched his cheek. "No, thank-you." Manni frowned deeply as he observed Steai's lingering touch on Morgan's bindings. Steai had become quite attached to the wonder girl. He narrowed his eyes in thought. Was he jealous? No. Well, maybe a little. Alot. Yes, he sighed. مورگن turned at the sound of the sigh and gave him one of her smiles."Sorry, but he's such a chatter box. He puts me right to sleep. Not that your boring Steai. Its just I can't even begin to understand what your saying. Especially when my noodles been fried, but tell me all what آپ کہا again when I'm back to normal." Manni frowned in concern. " What if آپ don't ever get back to normal?" مورگن smiled and punched him on the shoulder. " That's a bridge we'll پار, صلیب when we come to it, but for now hope is always good to have." Steai smiled. Even black, blue, swollen and blind she could still see the light of being alive. To him there wasn't another woman like her he could ever be attracted to as much as her. Even with the little insult. "Meet آپ outside when we have all the gear." Tracker took hold of her elbow, and placed them in the line of fellow exiting travelers. Bringing up his ڈاکو, ہڈ مورگن followed suit. مورگن could feel the radiation from Tattooine's suns. Bringing back flecks of memory. " Those suns are sure bright and warm. Reminds me of a place that had floor in the name, یا I think it did. God my head hurts." مورگن swayed to the right. Accidentally hitting into another passenger. " So sorry. Did I hurt you?" Tracker quickly pulled her off the thorn imbedded head of a man's foot. She heard him grunt and اقدام off. "Give me a jewel." She whispered to Tracker. The siti stopped panting.
" I know آپ have the pouch of jewels, the people gave me." Tracker grunted but obliged her. Her scent of smell lead her to him. " Pardon me sir. I don't know if آپ under..."
"I understand آپ perfectly." Watched her sigh deeply." Thank God, take this. I don't know exactly what he gave me, but will it be enough?" She opened her hand to reveal a flawless pearl. Saavit looked into the hood. The girl was blind. "Why? It was not your fault." She smiled. " That's very kind, but I should have been paying مزید attention. Please take it. " Tracker sidled up to her. "It would be a grave insult to us if آپ did not." Saavit took a card from his pocket. "I run a small دکان here in town. If آپ should ever have need of me what I have is yours." He handed over the card before he took the pearl from the youth's hand.
Steai and Manni had taken the ramp outside from the hold and stood waiting for مورگن and Tracker.
" I thought she wanted to hurry it along."
" Maybe she's still getting used to being blind. Think Master Kala's going to be o.k. in her carrier?" Steai asked Manni put up his ڈاکو, ہڈ and cursed at the heat. " Better then we'll be.Especially if we run out of water یا caught سے طرف کی the sand people." He saw Steai involuntary shiver. " Here they are." Manni raised a hand getting Tracker's attention. مورگن cringed and pulled down the ڈاکو, ہڈ further. " Even blind those sun's are a bitch." Tracker let out a small growl of laughter as he put an arm around her shoulders as they finally made it down onto the sandy earth of Tattooine. Steai grimaced. " She's going to burn like a kriffing boiled sea spider." Manni poked him with a pack. "And what about us? We're not exactly tan,dark یا any other color." Steai shook his head. "Yes but we've been trained to block out pain and annoyances. She hasn't." Manni snorted. " Good point.Lets hope dog face is right. That we can get there without too much trouble and under a full week." Steai eyed him suspiciously. "Why a week?"
Manni sighed. " That's about how much time we have left before the box gives out After that well lets just say it won't be pleasant." Manni patted the draped container.
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Vizan scowled at the surroundings. To his disgust the ship was much better outfitted then any of his یا his father's ships. His cousin was definitely spending his once lengthy inheritance much wiser then he'd thought. Zorri had stayed with them, as added protection. While the Togrutan, Fie had been handed the control of the Mandalorian' s Ship the Trinket. Named so as it had been the smallest in the fleet. " Pretty impressive for such a ratty flier isn't she." Zorri smiled as she spooked the Crown Prince. Jorg laughed. "Never would have guessed it from the outside." As he came up from the lower deck. Vizan snorted." I don't need a tag team. Yes I'm impressed. No I wouldn't have guessed it. Our cousin's been spending quite a lot
on taking us out. We'd have never been able to win the battle, if it had come to that. Which I'm glad it did not." Jorg rolled his eyes and walked towards the observation deck. "Well he's alot better." Vizan snorted. " آپ should see him in our cabin, he positively bounces with joy. He can't wait to get rid of Vizla and me. Your news has had quite the effect on him. I don't think I've ever seen him this happy. Thank-you." Zorri blushed. " I wish I could have told آپ earlier." Vizan shook his head.
" Then آپ wouldn't have ever been free of us."
Zorri blushed harder. " I wouldn't have minded, much." Vizan chuckled as she walked toward Jorg's
turned back. Jorg could only stare out at the vastness of space in the direction of Tattooine. She was alive.Alive. Even with the memory loss, which was regrettable.Yet that was nothing after having thought of her as being dead. Meaning they could-would have a future." Excuse me prince Jorg." Zorri made him bounce, she blushed." The Watch usually kills all feelings, to be able to kill without a thought. No conscious, no regrets, no connections...I don't have to tell آپ though."
Jorg shook his head. " No آپ don't and I was. I was very very good. Til I returned home, but I never ever felt so much as I did with my lady Morgan." He shook his head. " I know its absurd, we only had a few moments together shared only a few words." Zorri's face must have showed her confusion." It was in the blackout. We were in a dark hall filled with doors. Kind of scary but homey at the same time. A woman interrupted us..."
"Interrupted what?" Vizan asked." We heard sounds.She's the kind that shoots first and asks سوالات later. After we.... its none of your business what we did. My سوال is why didn't anyone tell us-me she was still alive?" Both princes eyed her."We didn't know how to wake her. The jedi had already tried but couldn't get through her defenses. We'd hoped that there would be someone left at the first tower to help wake her. I wanted to tell you, but if we hadn't succeeded. It seemed best at the time." Jorg felt the tweek in her aura. Not all she کہا was true, but enough of it was for now. " How did she wake?" Vizan asked.
" The pirates raided the hold at the same time they attacked the crew and passengers. She took out 11 men before the captain shot her in the face. That's why she can't remember." Jorg's anger flared his nostrils. Vizan stepped in between them.
" No one took guard over her?" He growled over his brother's shoulder. "We didn't think they'd go after a dead body." A frantic knock interrupted their argument " Yes." The co-pilot ran up to her.
" My lady captain we've run into some trouble." He then hit the button to دکھائیں the problem. " Well it looks like our dear cousin's wants to do the job himself." Zorri turned on the com. " All hands to battle stations.All hands".