Starting Again (open)

[Ashe Sieris]

The night was still young as one of the many ships that littered the skys on Coruscant pulled away from the rest and flew to a landing dock. The ship had just come from Tatooine, carring a rather wealthy busness man that had gone to Tatooine to check in on some racers that he was sponsering. On the way back, though, he had picked up a young girl for some fun. It was not what he expected though.

Once the ship docks, a girl dodges out of the ship quickly while they are doing the checks on the ship. The drug she had slipped the busness man would keep him knocked out for another three hours. She walks over to the air speeder that was waiting for the busness man and told the driver that the man wanted him to drop her off and then come back for him.

Half an hour later, Ashe is walking down some of the lower streets of the city planet. Coruscant was one planet she had never been to. Her search had proven useless on Tatooine for the killer of the only person she really looked up to as a mentor. She had come to Coruscant to see if she could pick up the trail again. She had no idea where to start looking though.

She suddenly pauses near an ally way. The soft breaze that was blowing through the street picked up her long trench coat, blowing it behind her. Her hair blew a bit in the wind as well but she tended to keep it tied back so as to not alow it to blow much.

Something had drawn her attention. A tingling ran up her spine as she looked around the street for anything that could have caused this disturbance. She quickly moves backwards into the dark ally way behind her. She hid there, eyes watchful.

[Lucianus Adair]

What he was doing on Coruscant was anybody's guess. After the death of the Emperor, it wasn't exactly the place for a man of his standing and position to be. Especially considering what his work had consisted of these many years.

And people knew it. They knew it well and already since he had come out of three months' reclusion just no more than a week ago there had been one after his head, sent by one that wanted it, no doubt. There was the blood of many dissidents against the Empire -- Jedi and non-Jedi alike -- on his skilled hands.

It tasted good, the scent of lifeblood. Oh, did it ever.

But, back to Mr. Whyte's presence on Coruscant. Being here was a danger to his existence, but a benefit to his knowledge of how things stood in each crevice of this turmoil-baked galaxy. He always knew for himself where to go, what to do. And how to keep it so the only thing about him people noticed was his exceptional height. Two point two metres will do that. The benefits of being able to hide one's presence in the Force had always been useful to him in the hunt. The fact that he always knew when he was being watched was even more vital.

Like right now. And there was a faint knowledge of the observer on his mind. Familiarty. Force.

Jedi.

This one is hiding. I can smell the unease, getting closer as I move, step by step.

Just around the corner. And she had no idea how close he was, and getting closer, too. Nearly breathing down her neck in the Force.

"Looking for something?" His voice was deep. Chilled.

[Ashe Sieris]

Ashe spins around to face the man that was standing behind her. He had not been out on the street like she had thought but instead in the very ally she had been trying to hide in. She cursed herself in her mind for being so stupid as to fall into a trap like that. She tried to play it off like she was just a normal person hiding from someone in the street though.

"Um... No.. Someone was following me and.. I was trying to get away from them..."

She stuttered her words out. It was a normal thing on Coruscant, especialy in times like these, for people, expecialy women, to be followed by some freak or pervert. She takes a step backwards away from the man and towards the street again. Even though it was only about ten feet from her, it seemed like a mile. The shadows in this ally were thick enough to where the people outside could not see either of them.

"I... think he is gone now... I'll just be leaveing now."

She gave out a weak smile and turned to walk towards the street, still looking at him.

[Lucianus Adair]

Phoenix quirked a brow, and crossed his arms.

"Well whoever it is that was following you --if indeed this is the case-- he..." He paused, looking ever so slightly unamused. "...or she appears not to be in the immediate vicinity."

He looked down rather intensely on the obviously shorter woman, taking a step forward and leaning closer. The hilt of his most prized and powerful blade poked up over his left shoulder for emphasis. "Now, milady...Try again and be truthful with me this time."

[Ashe Sieris]

"Um... well... I thought there was a person following me but... I can never... um..."

She swallows hard and her eyes dart around. Her right hand slips into a pocket of her trenchcoat as she searches for an excuse for whats going on. She had gotten so good at not being caught that she had not worked on getting uncaught by someone. That and she had not expected to run into a dark jedi her first night, let alone her first hour, of being on Coruscant.

"Well... I was looking for somewhere ... that I..."

Her hand finds what she is looking for and grasps some of the pollen from a plant on Yavin.

"That I can sell some of this."

She quickly brings her hand up and blows the pollen into his face, causing him to start sneazing and caughing and causes his eyes to water and become itchy. With that, she does not even pause a second before she takes off running down the street, dodging in and out of the croud. She does not dare use any of her force abilities, especialy in this croud where people are not used to force users and where the darklings might see her. She just keeps using her natural dexterity and speed to try to escape.

[Lucianus Adair]

Phoenix stumbles back a step or two, tightly closing his eyes, and clamping one of his rather large hands over his mouth. The edge of rage mounted in him as he quickly exited the alley for fresh air. Self control allowed for him to be able to overcome the effects of the pollen rather quickly. It still tickled at his nose. He couldn't smell her. But he could feel her....faintly.

That woman was infuriating. Damn her. I had no business with her, but now she has made herself my business.

Not a smart move if you knew exactly what kind of Sith Mr. Whyte is. In the next instant, the predator went bolting down the street, feeling her out. Again, he was close. Again...

He growled. Irrationality. Fear. Unpredictability. A mouse... Phoenix could pick up her scent again, now that the clear air had cleansed his sinuses.

Again, she was around the corner. Mars just leaned against the building, knowing she was right there. "You would have been better off staying on my sociable side. What are you running for? You are travelling this moment the path of a fool."

He made no move to attack. Patience was a card he played rather well considering the stereotype of his alignment.

"It could not be I that you are seeking. Tell me, who is it you seek and why?"

[Ashe Sieris]

Ashe had made her way a ways down the street and turned a corner but it had been a wrong corner. She had run head long into an ally way that was blocked at the end. Her eyes dart around for any sign of a way out but there was nothing but shear walls. She had not been trained well enough to use the force to run along walls.

Once again, the tingling on the back of her neck initiated agian. She pressed herself up against the wall to the street as she could so maybe he would just pass by her without noticing. There was no such luck. He was obviously better trained in the force.

Then his voice hit her ears once again. Maybe if she stayed silent, he might pass it off as a mistake with the force and continue on his way. She planned on staying with this idea until he said one thing. That she was walking the path of a fool. With that, she steps out from behind what she was hiding and glares at him.

"What do you mean walking the path of a fool..."

Thats when she relises her big mistake. Letting the enemy know your position. Her eyes get a bit wide and she backs up quickly a few steps.

[Lucianus Adair]

Phoenix looked amused...only slightly.

"I can see the realization of error in your young eyes. I seem to have pressed a button with you. And you still have not answered my question."

He rubbed the back of his neck. "And you are obviously nervous, seeing as you cannot stand still. I can pick you apart like a boy does a bug. Answer my question."

[Ashe Sieris]

Ashe shakes her head, refusing to answer the question. Her right hand slips towards the with the pollen in it while her left hand slips down to her blaster. She did not want to have to fight this person but if she needed to, she would. But she hoped that this round of pollen would destract him long enough for her to escape and calm down.

"You... you don't know who your messing with. Just leave me alone... and I will leave you alone."

She takes a few steps backwards away from him. Her left hand was almost at her pocket now.

[Lucianus Adair]

Phoenix frowned.

"Your attempts at incapacitating me are increasingly futile. I can still hunt you without my senses. I am aware of any move you might make."

In one swift movement, he drew the katana from its place on his back, holding the freshly sharpened and polished blade to her throat before her mind could even process the subconcious thought to blink. He would only use a lightsaber if he had to. Seeing as her weapons were no threat to his, this was good enough.

"I do not think you know whom you are 'messing with'. I have the lifeblood of many of your bretheren on my hands, and it was no small task.."

Just the touch of the blade was enough to open her skin. "Tell me...does it sting?"

[Lorca Dawnstone]

There was a subdued electronic whine from the dark ally. A hand appaeared in the light, in it was a blaster, and it was pointed at the man's head.

"Lower your weapon," said the man, his face and torso obscured by shadows. He remained still, holding a weapon that was not his; the girl would find her left pocket empty. The blaster hummed louder.

"And step away from the girl."

[Lucianus Adair]

Seeing that he had been caught unawares, Phoenix accepted this. He removed the blade from its place hanging on her neck, wiped it on his trousers, and sheathed it. He eyeballed the bleeding wound he had left.

"You might want to get that cleaned and taken care of before it gets worse. And it will get worse if you do not."

Then he focused his attention on the man who appeared to be an extension of the blaster now held at his head. What amused him was how it looked for someone to have a weapon pointed at an incline at his head...considering it sat 2.2 metres above the ground.

"Fair catch. I could not easily ward off a blaster bolt to the head. You are safe."

It irked him, this circumstance. How he had missed the sudden appearance of this man, how he had not felt him...Mars could not guess.

"Now that just brings us to the rather interesting question of what two such as yourselves are doing in a place like this."

[Ashe Sieris]

Ashe's eyes dart to the blaster, reconising the initials on it as her own. She quickly looks down at it's holster then back up at the arm that is connected to it. The only good thing about this situation that she could see is that the sith was backing down. Other than that, she saw no good comeing from this.

As Mars begins to speak again, she turns to look at him, still refusing the answer this question. But she still needed to find out what happened to her master. And who was this guy beside her who had taken her blaster.

Ashe takes several steps back away from the two of them and brings her hand up to her neck where she was bleeding from. More blood had fallen then she had expected. He had obviously hit a larger vain or artery. She needed to get to a hospital quickly and get it treated.

[Lorca Dawnstone]

He lowered the blaster and stood his ground in the dark ally.

"I live here, and I was following her. Here." He answered the man and tossed a spool of medical wrapping to the girl.

"Wrap it securely around your neck but not too tight. It will slow the bleeding."

[Lucianus Adair]

Phoenix nodded.

"Well, at least one of my questions has been answered. Partially."

He really had no reason to be here. Just loitering about, getting a feel for the standing of the universe. It had been ions since he had killed without a set of orders from Palpatine. It had been months since he recieved any such orders. And the first time he'd actually stopped and talked with Jedi.

You have to study somehow.

"I know that face." He said, in a matter-of-fact tone. "It is the face of hurt, wanting vengeance, or at least some answers. Who did you lose?"

[Ashe Sieris]

Ashe finishes binding her neck, still wondering who this other guy is. She looks up at Mars as he asks her who she lost then growls slightly and looks away. She did not need to be questioned by some stupid dark sider.

"Why does it matter to you. You would have me dead in a heart beat if I gave you half a chance..."

She quickly looks up at him as her mouth once again gets away from her. She seemed to be making that mistake alot today. Something about this new planet had her on edge and not thinking clearly. Maybe it was all the city polution in the air or maybe it was just the fact that she was standing infront of two other force users, one of which she knew was evil and the other who she did not know. She curses herself again under her breath.

Her eyes dart over to the other man standing in the shadows of the ally. All she wanted to do at this point was get out of here and hide some where. But she did not know if this other one would let her do such a thing.

[Lorca Dawnstone]

"But you aren't going to give him half a chance, are you?" he said, the question was rhetorical.

"You, man," he addressed the other stranger.

"Why did you attack this young lady?"

[Lucianus Adair]

He closed his eyes.

"I asked a question. Like the mouse she is, she temporarily clogged my physical senses with pollen. A small attack and escape tactic. Despite that you know what I am, my intentions have gone misunderstood."

Mars opened his eyes, and looked out the corners of his eyes at the other man.

"Every action has a direct and opposite reaction. I ask a question, the least I could expect is an answer. You attack me, do not think I will grant the kindness of not retaliating."

Then he shifted his sight to her.

"If you gave me half a chance, I would have my questions answered. No more, no less. I am not a man for lies, milady."

[Ashe Sieris]

"What makes you think that I would trust you at all? And sometimes, questions asked can not or will never be answered. Beings you seem to know what I am and beings I do know what you are, that would make it so we would trust each other even less. What I keep secret is my right to keep secret. You are not the police. I do not need to tell you anything."

She tosses the bandages back to the other man, guessing that he is on her side by the way he is acting and talking at this point. She still doesn't trust him for she doesn't trust many. But she wasn't going to attack him.

"Besides, what makes you think that I wouldn't run from you? Even if I was just human, if I found someone in a dark ally with me, I would run from them."

[Lucianus Adair]

Phoenix looked displeased.

"Very well. I shall leave it be." He straightened the katana on his back. "I still highly suggest getting that wound checked, thoroughly cleaned and treated."

He then folded his hands behind his back. "Now if neither of you have any further business with me, I shall leave you to your own devices. I have work to do, and it does not involve your lives. I really do not need the company that ensues following the creation of a corpse."

[Lorca Dawnstone]

"Good."

In the dark, he looked at the young lady and assessed her wound. His eyes travelled back to the man.

"Then be on your way, stranger. This woman needs medical attention."

[Ashe Sieris]

Ashe's eyes drift quickly from one man to the other. As the other inspects her wound from afar, she flinches slightly at his eyes on her. She never was comfortable with people looking at her. She was still not sure about him. At this point, she wasnt even sure if he was a force user and blamed the sensing of the force to the fact that the other darker man was still there. She had been known to make mistakes before.

That is when the darker man's words registered in her mind. 'I still highly suggest getting that wound checked, thoroughly cleaned and treated.'

"Um... I think... I should go find some help." She says as Phoenix walks away.

[Lorca Dawnstone]

"Three blocks east of here you will find a small hostel called the Last Stand and they will take care of you there. Go now. You should get treatement immediately."

The dark figure retreated further into the ally, becoming almost indistinguishavble from the rest of the shadow.

"Hurry! I will contact you soon."

Then he disappeared entirely.

[Ashe Sieris]

Ashe's eyes drifted quickly to the other man at the end of the ally. She then looks back to the man speaking. As he disappears into the shadows, she steps forward.

"Hey! My blaster!"

But he is already gone. Once the sith is out of the allyway, she moves quickly towards the entrance and disappears into the croud. She quickly makes her way to the hostel and looks around. She sighs and steps through the doors.

Within the doors are long rows of sheeted off areas. Silowets of people are within them. Some lieing down, others siting up, yet others pacing. Ashe slowly walks through the long halls of white sheets, looking for someone in charge. Finaly she spots someone in a white coat.

"Excuse me. Um... I... accedentaly cut myself when working with some food. Can... I get some help?"

She shows the woman the wound and she nods.

"Ah. Yes. Well I think Lorca is free at the moment. Here..."

She walks down the hall a little ways to an empty sheeted off area in the corner of the room.

"Sit down here, he will be in in a moment."

Ashe nods and sits down at the cot. The woman closes the sheet behind her. The wound on her neck was throbing and she hoped that what ever poison was on his blade would not kill her. But by the warning he gave, it sounded like it would.

A shiver suddenly runs up her spine. Someone was coming and it was no normal being. Some force sensitive person was edging their way towards her. She grabs her dagger as a sillowet comes to the sheet infront of her. The only force users she had come across other than her master had been evil. She would not be killed here.

A thought ran across her mind that maybe it was just the doctor and that the force user was just in the area and she is mistaken again. But she quickly brushed it off as the curtain was opening.

[Lorca Dawnstone]

In stepped a young man wearing full medical attire, he pulled the white screen across the room entrance then turned to face his patient. He smiled warmly.

"Hello there," he addressed the woman with a clam and comforting voice.

"My name is Lorca. How can I help you, miss?"

His eyes drifted to blood-stained medical bandages.

"Ah, I see now."

He stepped closer.

"May I take a closer look?"

[Ashe Sieris]

She quickly hides the dagger and slips it back into her boot. She sits back down on the cot in the corner of the room and begins to remove the bandage around her neck.

"Um yeah... I.. cut myself. You know when your hands get wet, they can get slippery. Knife slipped out of my hands in the wrong direction."

She hoped that what ever poison that had been put into her system would not register as a poison but could be treated none the less. Obviously she knew nothing about midical procedure.

[Lorca Dawnstone]

"That does look like quite a nasty cut."

His eyes narrowed as he inspected the wound, gently, he placed a hand beneath her chin and tilted her head back. He looked closer.

"Okay, let's see what we have here..."

In his hand he held a small needle, he prepared it then lifted it up for the woman to see.

"Now this is a local anaesthetic. I will need to inject this directly into the wound so this will sting a little. Is that alright?"

[Ashe Sieris]

Ashe flinches away from his touch. Even with doctors, she did not feel comfortable with being touched. She watches him as he looks over her wound before pulling away to prepare the needle. At the sight of the needle, she cringes slightly but move her head to the side in order to let him have a better shot at her neck.

[Lorca Dawnstone]

"There we go."

The injection was brief and he quickly disposed of the needle. When he returned, he was shaking a cannister in his hand. He held the nozzle up to the wound.

"This is a standard medical coolant which will help numb the pain and should prevent infection."

He sprayed the wound with a generous amount of coolant and examined it once more and frowned.

"I have to say, it was very fortunate you happened to have some bandaging at hand otherwise matters could've been much more serious. Luckily, you came straight here by the look of things."

While he spoke, Lorca rummaged in a box of supplies. On the table he placed some small cloth squares and a metal basin into which he poured a clear fluid. He brought the cloth squares and basin to his patient and placed them on the cot next to her.

"Are you from around here or did you have far to travel to get here?"

[Ashe Sieris]

She watched him prepare the basin and cloth squares and place them beside her. It was cold in the room and a shiver ran up her spine. His words reached her with a slight delay because of her being distracted by the cold. She ignored the chill and looked back at him.

"Um.. yeah I.. uh leave nearby. A few blocks away."

A quick smile came to her and disappeared. So she lied about living nearby. How was she supose to tell someone that she had arived on the planet and cut herself on the neck all withing an hour without actualy telling him the true story.

[Lorca Dawnstone]

"Pleasant neighbourhood, eh?" He smiled and reached for basin.

"Now I'm going to clean out your wound more thoroughly, it will feel weird but you wont feel any pain since the anaesthetics will have taken effect by now. Please, tilt your head back."

Dipping a piece of cloth in the basin, he soaked up the disinfectant and began rubbing it gently into the open wound. Soon enough the cloth was tainted crimson and he started afresh with a new cloth square. After a couple of minutes, he was done.

"All cleaned up. The last thing that's left is to seal the wound shut."

He stood and retreated to the table once more with the basin full of bloody cloth. He kept his back to the woman.

"If you don't mind me asking: what is your name? It's not usually my business really but it's always much nicer to be on first name terms with your patients. Don't you agree?"

[Ashe Sieris]

"Yeah.. um... Pleasant."

She tilts her head back like he said and waits for him to clean the wound. Once he is done and turns around, she looks back at him. He was actualy kind of cute. Rather muscular as well which is strange for a doctor. She notes it in her head.

"My name? Oh... I supose so. I just... tend to keep to myself. My name is... um.. Ash..len... Ashlen."

As she was saying her name, the thought occured to her of the warrents on her head. Who knows who might be looking for her. And there arnt many people in this gallaxy with the name of Ashe, a name given to her by her master because of the cercumstances that she had found her by.

[Lorca Dawnstone]

"Well, Ashlen, it's nice to meet you."

He turned and headed back to her, this time carrying some blue plastithread and a tiny hooked needle. He knealt down in front of her, looked up and gave her a reassuring smile.

"Now it's time to stitch up that wound. Sorry about the colour, your stitches will have to be blue, I'm afraid."

He looked down at the plastithread, frowned ther offered her an apologetic look. He grinned.

"It was either this or green or yellow and I figured at least this will go with your hair."

He readied the needle and thread.

"Hold still now. This will feel a little odd."

[Ashe Sieris]

She glanced down at him as he prepared to stick her with the needle. She didn't actualy care much about the stitches. She usualy kept her trench coat on most of the time and the wound was low enough on her neck to where the trench coat would cover it. It was the after math of it that she was worried about.

"How bad will the scaring be and will it do any damage to like my nervious system or my vasculatory system? Could it be reopened if I put to much strain on it? My.. um... job tends to be a bit rough at times."

For not knowing much about medical procedure and things of the like, she still knew what could and what would be dangerous. She did not need to have old wounds that would often come back into play during battles and such, especialy one in such a dangerous spot.

The sheet that separated her area from the hall way opened slightly as a man in a wheel chair, one leg missing and his face and arm pretty well bandaged appeared. He looked at Lorca, grunted slightly and moved on. Lorca would reconise him as one of the explosion victims. But Ashe new nothing about it.

"Woah. What happened to him?"

[Lorca Dawnstone]

"Oh, him?" Lorca half glanced back at the bedsheet draped in the doorway then returned to stitching up the woman's wound.

"Remember the big parade from two days ago? One of the biggest floats collapsed and fell onto of him and three other people. One poor woman died. It was a shame."

He looked up at the woman and smiled.

"What was your favourite float from this year's summer festival?"

[Ashe Sieris]

She gives him an odd look.

"Parade? Oh... um.. yeah the parade... I um..."

Ashe searched her mind for an excuse for not knowing any of the floats in the parade. She had become distracted and had let her guard down and now had to try to climb her way out of a hole she had dug.

"I was... busy with some... last minute work that came up. I... didn't really catch any of the parade... Was kinda upset that I missed it too."

She bit her lower lip nervously, hoping that he would accept the lie for truth. She never had been a very good liar in the first place.

[Lorca Dawnstone]

There was a glint in Lorca's eye and the edge of his mouth curled upward in a half grin. He quickly lowered his head and got back to work.

"That is a shame - it was such a good parade."

There was silence while he finished sealing the wound and when his work was done, he stood up and took a step back. He stared at the stitching.

"That's it. All done!" He nodded with approval.

"Now, for the next few days there should be no vigorous excercise or activities. Rest for a while and allow the wound to mend. Once it has fully mended, in about three weeks time, come back here and I will remove the stitches for you. Okay?"

[Ashe Sieris]

Ashe nods and pulls her coat up around her. She needed to go get something to eat. She begins to walk towards the sheet that goes to the hall then turns around.

"Thanks for your help. I guess I will see you in three weeks."

In truth she had no intention apon coming back after three weeks. And the wound wasn't too terribly deep to where she actualy needed stitches. She had worse cuts before that had healed over without them. She turns agian and walks to the curtain, placing her hand on it and begining to pull it aside.

[Lorca Dawnstone]

"Wait!" Lorca said suddenly.

"Come over here. I have on last thing for you."

He turned and headed over to the corner of the room, there was a footlocker and he crouched down by it. After a moment of toying with the locks, the footlocker opened. He lefted something out of it and turned.

"I believe this belonds to you."

He gave her a broad smile. Cradled in his hands was a blaster pistol.

[Ashe Sieris]

As she turns back to look at what he is talking about, a stunned look falls apon her face. Her blaster rifle was in his hands. It was obviously hers, she did some costume work with it not to mention her initials were carved into the side of it.

"You.... You were the... one in the ally way..."

She takes a step backwards towards the curtain.

"But... why?"

A shiver runs up her spine again and this time it demands attention. She pulls her attention away from for a moment to peer outside of the sheets. What meets her gaze is not something she very much enjoyed seeing.

"Ah Vith"

Two bounty hunters who Ashe had run across several times before were making their way up the hall, pushing open curtains and such to see who is inside. There guns were positioned at the ready and they were quickly making their way down. A Twi'lek and his human counterpart. They were about half way up the hall and coming faster. She turns to Lorca and holds her hand out.

"Give me my gun. Now."

[Lorca Dawnstone]

He stepped back, pulling the blaster out of her reach and gave her a look of concern.

"Why? What's the matter?"

[Ashe Sieris]

"Shuu! Come on. Just give me my flippen gun."

She held her hand out once again in a more stern fasion and glanced back out the curtain. They were just a few more to go and they would be at her.

"Give Me The Gun!"

She practicly yells. Her emotions were once agian getting the better of her and she feels a tingle run down her arm and shoot out through her fingers. Instantly, the gun is pulled away from Lorca's grasp and into her own. She once again curses to herself and dodges out of the curtain while the hunters are looking in a different area.

[Lorca Dawnstone]

Lorca's jaw clenched and he bolted after Ashe, he followed her through a series of corridoors until he was directly behind her. His hand reached out and he grabbed the collar of her trenchcoat, yanked her to one side and with the other hand threw open a door. It led outside into a back alley.

"That way!" He barked, and pushed her out, he closed the door behind them.

[Ashe Sieris]

Ashe spins around once she is pulled outside and shoves Lorca up against the wall. Her gun was now aimed at his throat, shoving his head up slightly.

"Did you inform them that I was here? Why are you following me? Are you with them or something?"

Even as she yelled at him, her eyes were searching around for an escape route. There had to be something around here that she could use to get away from them.

[Lorca Dawnstone]

"I don't know who you're talking about but if you don't lower your weapon you will have no chance of escaping them."

He glanced to a series of ladders and platforms running up the side of the building, then looked back at the woman.

"I am on your side and you must trust me if you want to survive!"

[Ashe Sieris]

"How am I supose to trust you? You know freaken know what I am and that I am hunted. And then you drag me back here where I have no idea where I am."

She had looked back at him. Few actualy knew that she was a jedi and most that do are hunters that are after her, such as these two. She did not want to pull anyone else into this fight.

[Lorca Dawnstone]

"You should trust me-"

The invisible hand of the Force wrapped itself around Ashe's waist and pulled her off her feet, she was launched backwards through the air and crashed into a pile of grabage bags. Then her blaster took flight and leapt once again into Lorca's hands. He was looking down at her.

"Because we are the same; you and I. Now, if you want to survive, follow me."

He turned away from her and made a jump which defied the laws of physics. He landed on a platform three levels up and began climbing the rest of the ladders.

[Ashe Sieris]

What had just happened left Ashe in a bit of a stun for several seconds. Finaly, she gets up and crouches down slightly. She fuels the muscels in her legs with the force then suddenly springs up after him, landing on the platform under him.

Just after she lands, the door opens and the two hunters burts out. They looks around at first then look up and see the two climbing up the latters. Instantly, they begin shooting. Ashe dodges in and out of blaster fire as she climbs and soon hoists herself onto the roof top beside Lorca.

She glances back down at the other two only to be barely missed by blaster fire and quickly takes several steps backwards. With that, she turns on Lorca.

"It was you I was sensing in the Hostel. Why didn't you tell me?!"

[Lorca Dawnstone]

"Do you really have to ask why someone like me doesn't shout what he is from the rooftops?"

He handed her the blaster.

"Here, you can handle this better than me."

There was a clanging sound coming from the side of the building; the bounty hunters were climbing. Lorca took a quick glance over the edge of the building and stepped back in time to avoid a single blaster bolt which shot into the sky. He turned back to Ashe.

"Right, if you run they will continue to hunt you and will add me to their hit list. If we stand our ground we have a chance to bring an end to this once and for all."

[Ashe Sieris]

"They don't know who you are. If you hide, I can draw them away from you easily. Then you dont have to worry about your name being on the bounty."

Ashe quickly leaned over the edge and fired a shot at the foot of one of the hunters. Her aim hit easily. It atleast slowed them down a bit.

"Go before they actualy get a good look at you.

[Lorca Dawnstone]

"I didn't bring you to me only to have you run off and disappear once again!"

He stepped alongside Ashe and faced the ladder trembling with the weight of the bounty hunters as they scaled the side of the building.

"I'm staying, Ashlen. This is the will of the Force and I will see it through with you."

[Ashe Sieris]

"You didn't bring me to you at all. You just happened to have seen me fighting some stupid dark jedi. And my name is not Ashlen, if you must know."

She aims at the bars that are holding the ladder up and shoots them both. The ladder and platforms begin to tilt and waver.

"Run."

She turns and begins to run across the roof to a different building. At the other side, she waits for Lorca then jumps across to a different building.

[Lorca Dawnstone]

Standing his ground, Lorca watches one of the bounty hunters scramble onto the building after jumping off the collapsing ladder. As he stands, the Twi'lekk finds himself pulled back to the gravelly floor, his weapon falling out of his hands, it slides along the ground and jumps into Lorca's hand. He aimed once and shot. The Twi'lekk howled and clutched his shoulder, rolling on the floor.

"What is your name then?"

He cried to the woman, as he leapt from the hostel roof onto another rooftop.

[Ashe Sieris]

Ashe growls slightly as she takes the leap across to the other room. The Twi'lek would not be able to make the jump across the roofs as the two jedi had. The jump was too great for him. Ashe dodges behind a cooling vent and slides to the ground so she can breath. After a moment, she looks up at him.

"Ashe. Ashe Sieris, the hunted acording to every bounty hunter I come across. Is your name actualy Lorca?"

She takes a few more slow breaths then pulls a mirror out of a pocket of her coat. She puts it around the side of the cooling vent to see the Twi'lek leaving.

"We should be safe for now. But he will reconise you and put you up as well now."

She holds her right hand out.

"Welcome to the club of the hunted. We have jackets, hats and alias's for all new members."

A small smirk fell apon her face.

[Lorca Dawnstone]

"Ha ha, that's nice." Loki said unenthusiastically.

He turned on his heel, ran again and leapt back onto the hostel roof. There was a hiss, a flash of light then a thud. The head of the decapitated bounty hunter rolled along the ground.

"Stay there, I'm going after the other one!" He cried.

And with that, he stepped off the rooftop and dropped out of sight.

[Ashe Sieris]

She comes out from around the vent just in time to see his show with a lightsaber.

"Holy frell.... I havnt seen a lightsaber in year."

She mutters to herself. She waits there for him to return though.

[Lorca Dawnstone]

There was a crackling sound, then a struggle, a grunt then a click followed by a series of blaster shots. A man screamed and then there was another thud. There was a clanging and the ladder shook again until Lorca finally appeared and climbed on the rooftop. He had a look of utter seriousness about him.

"Where going to have to get rid of this body." He said, pointing at the decapitated corpse.

"A killing is as common as dust around here but someone with a cauterised stump for a neck will bring the Imperials down on this place like a moth to the flame."

[Ashe Sieris]

"Where are we supose to hide a corpse like this?"

She is still a bit skeptical about this force user. He seems to be a good guy but one can never be too sure any more. She looks up at the sky and thinks for a while. Then it comes to her.

"I got it."

She points up.

"Send him up with the trash. You guys must have a way to get rid of trash like they do on the smugglers moon. Send it off into space so it doesnt really get in the way right? Well it would be easy to shove the body into one of the trash bins before they fire it off. Atleast its is on Nal Shadda."

[Lorca Dawnstone]

After staring first at Ashe, he looked up at the sky and then finally at the corpse.

"Very well."

From somewhere within the folds of his clothing he produced a metal cylinder and from it a brilliant blade of blue sprang forth. He proceeded to cut the corpse of the bounty hunter up into smaller pieces.

"Could you go and fetch me some rubbish bags, please?"

[Ashe Sieris]

Ashe dodges over to the other roof top and looks over the edge. She holds her hand out and two bags of garbage fly into the air and over to Lorca, almost hitting him both times.

"oops."

Ashe then jumps back over to the roof top that he is on and waits.

[Lorca Dawnstone]

By the time Ashe had returned, Lorca had finished with the corpse and had discected it into twelve smaller parts. His face was an unhealthy shade of pale. He took one of the rubbish bags and emptied half of it's contents and urged Ashe to do the same with the other bag.

"Be sure to mix the remains in with the rest of the garbage in there."

He nodded at her rubbish bag and began stuffing limb segments into his own, all the while staring at the woman with disdain.

"I know you're not from here. And by here, I mean this planet. Where did you come from?"

[Ashe Sieris]

Ashe very much did not like to do this kind of work. She had always been a bit squemish around body parts that were no longer part of a body. A dead body, she could deal with. A mutilated dead body was another subject to her. But she continued to hide the parts within the trash bags quickly.

"Um..."

She swallows hard before continuing her answer.

"Yavin Four. Atleast origonaly. I have been in several different parts of the galaxy. I got here about two hours ago actualy."

[Lorca Dawnstone]

"I thought so," he said shortly.

His jaw clenched and he shoved a hand into the bag, it was the last of the body parts, and started sealing it shut. He was breathing heavily through his nose and his cheeks had turned an angry shade of pink.

"You don't waste much time do you?" He said, finally.

Bag in hand, he stood up, and stormed over to Ashe, who had just finished sealing her rubbish bag. He scooped up the second bag and looked down at her.

"Two hours on the planet and already you have bounty hunters on your backside. I'm amazed you have survived as long as you have!"

[Ashe Sieris]

Ashe was not going to take this kind of treatment by some dumb force user who thought himself to be better than others just because he has a sword that lights up. She hated people that acted like this. She stands up to face him, narrowing her eyes at him.

"Yeah well maybe if you hadn't told me to come to your dumb hospital, the bounty hunters couldn't have found me there and you wouldn't have to worry about it. And if you hadn't taken my gun, I wouldn't of had to worry about getting the cut on my neck."

She growls at him slightly.

"And beings your a force user, your probobly just some dumb, undertrained dark sider who still thinks himself better than normal people."

[Lorca Dawnstone]

"Just think!" He said fiercely.

"Everything that has happened to you today; except for those bounty hunters and the man who had chased you and gave you that cut earlier; everything has been because of me. I wanted you to come here: I wanted to meet you and get to know you. I brought you here to me."

He took a step closer, his voice raising.

"You need to stop and think hard, Ashe. You are on a strange planet and have a knack at getting yourself into trouble but I will not allow you to be reckless around me and my home. You might think a couple of bounty hunters is a big deal but I assure you, it is nothing compared with what I'm dealing with and I don't appreciate you running around like some mad woman jeopardising my future."

He scowled and turned away from her.

"You need to let go of that pride of yours, Ashe. Like I said earlier, you need to trust me. I brought you to this place, to me, for a reason."

[Ashe Sieris]

"Oh yeah? Well, then why don't you tell me what that reason is? I mean frell, if you went through all the trouble of taking my weapon and stearing me in the correct direction, it must be some really big reason for you to drag me all over the place."

Her voice was dripping with sarcasm. Ashe had a bad habbit of loosing her temper with things.

"And I am not running around like some Mad woman."

[Lorca Dawnstone]

"You're not now." Lorca replied.

Then he turned to face her again. This time he was wearing an amused grin. He sighed.

"I'm sorry I was short with you. Today has been a trying day for both of us."

Lorca walked to the edge of the building and dropped the rubbish bags, they landed in a large pile of garbage and dusting his hands, he returned to the woman. His demeanor much warmer now.

"Look, you're right. There is an important reason why I brought you here but that can wait for now. Both of us could do with some rest and there's a room available in the hostel. Stay the night, and tomorrow I'll tell you everything. Trust me."

[Ashe Sieris]

(ooc: I am really sorry. This week was Comic Con and I was away from my computer for like the entire week cause I was down there. Dont hate me please?)

Ashe thinks for a momen and looks out over the city quickly before looking back at him as he offers her a place to stay for the night. She had not yet thought about where she was going to stay so she figured she might as well. She nods to him.

"Alright. But just until I actualy find a place for myself to live."