In the darkness of the void that had become her life.Sota Slayer was blinded by a sudden light. "You are needed. You can no longer hold yourself aloft in cowardice and fear." The fiercely renown bounty hunter and headmistress of her own academy growled. "Cowardice and fear? Is that what you call my chasing down that rat bastard Sidious. He's going to pay for what he's done and ...." The voice took on image. Her dead-long dead husband frowned at her, his arms crossed.
"You can not change the fate's of all those involved by killing him. There is always repercussion's for such actions. Such as we are not equipped to handle at the moment. Living or dead. Now listen my beloved pig headed love. There is something you must do, it is of the utmost importance. " Sota wanted so to hit him and kiss him at the same time.
Their at one time, usual relationship.
Kamino, a most dismal place to visit. It was no wonder the natives were how they were. Greedy, snooty and back stabbing if one didn't scare them enough. Bending down her wide brim hat, she clomped down the ramp to the assembled stretched necks. Stretching is what they deserved, Sota bite down hard on her lower lip. Had to keep cool. Had to behave herself, if she was to obtain what apparently they had hidden away in the depths of their labs. Though for the price. She could have bought a whole new star fighter. The congregation bowed in what they thought was respect.
"We are honored to have such an honourable creature as yourself come to us for ....you are here to be cloned, are you not?" Sota snorted.
"No, I'm here to buy, just like I said. I'm not that egotistical to need more then one me. She might not be so in control of her feelings, I'm sure you've heard of my past. Even out this far."
The wind as if to compliment her comment breezed open her long jacket allowing the chest to foot armaments to be gazed upon.
The delegation backed slightly away. They had indeed.Most feared such a visit, for it usually meant death would soon follow.
"What is your need? We will supply it if it is within our power." Sota smirked hitting the remote control on the cargo crates. " The payment as you specified. I will have no arguments about what I take or I will make your pale bodies even more so." Her voice took on a chill that not even they needed to dissect the meaning of. It was very clear, if she didn't find what she was after. Not even they would live to see another day. They bowed to her and delegated Koi-Sal to give her what ever she desired from their facility. No questions asked.
"It is a great honor to be your guide. Is it true what they say of you?" Sota narrowed her eyes as she eyed the cloning tubes filled with experiments. "That depends. Not many live to tell the tale if I catch them. Only one is still on the loose and that is because I got waylaid and ordered here."
"You were ordered to come here? I had thought you took orders from no one." Sota flipped a zapper bullet. The lightening inside it could fry every circuit in this place if she dropped it. Not to mention most of the inhabitance. A tempting idea, his voice tsked her in her mind. She grimaced and got to the point." I'm looking for a level: O, Row: B, Subject: 1. I told your bosses, that's why the price was so damned high. Didn't they tell you?" Koi-Sal swallowed hard. No one ever liked going down to level: O. All dangerous mistakes were instantly frozen and kept so.
" No I was not told. I suspect they wished your desires would be met by something else. What need can you possibly have for something so dangerous that it had to be instantly frozen?"
Sota indulged the child. "Not all things down there came from here. It may have been frozen to preserve its life on the long journey."
Koi-Sal had not seen anything down there that had not either been brought on alive or not come from Kamino's watery world. Row: B? Most didn't get through Row: A before being caught. By then they had seen enough to not ever wish to return to that icy depth. "Look I've got an extra stash on board the Decimator. You take me down, help me retrieve what I'm after, and see me off. You can have it. It should get you enough to set up your first lab." Koi-Sal's eye's grew wider then Sota thought they could possibly get. But it got the job done.
The baby boy slept in her arms. Peacefully and tranquil. " You are going to be a heart stealer, my little Obi-wan." Sota had been told to stay around the corner from the merchant Kenobi on Stewjon.
The wife was nearly to the popping point. It didn't make sense. Why the Force would demand that her Obi-wan be given to the Kenobi family when they would have their own boy? She didn't like to spend much time on that thought. No Sota spent more time buying gifts, food and planning the future of the boy in her arms. Her daughters would cherish the boy. He would become their favorite play toy. Dressing him up in old suits of armor and pushing BE into the damsel in distress costume. Oh how she so hated it, but would soon have to fight for that position as the hero always got to kiss the rescued damsel. Her son would never fail. Never. He would be tenacious and quick, have the sharpest wit that enemies would fall to him in fear of it. Her son wrapped his tiny hand around a long dark wave of hair and pulled slightly. Getting her attention. His eyes were so blue and already powerful. Yes this was the Chosen One of the Pathbourne yet to come. This was the one they would call Master, General and much later 'old Ben' Kenobi. Tears streamed down her face as much in happiness as in sadness as the course became much clearer. " You will always be my little Obi-wan. No matter who you become. I will always love you."
"You can not change the fate's of all those involved by killing him. There is always repercussion's for such actions. Such as we are not equipped to handle at the moment. Living or dead. Now listen my beloved pig headed love. There is something you must do, it is of the utmost importance. " Sota wanted so to hit him and kiss him at the same time.
Their at one time, usual relationship.
Kamino, a most dismal place to visit. It was no wonder the natives were how they were. Greedy, snooty and back stabbing if one didn't scare them enough. Bending down her wide brim hat, she clomped down the ramp to the assembled stretched necks. Stretching is what they deserved, Sota bite down hard on her lower lip. Had to keep cool. Had to behave herself, if she was to obtain what apparently they had hidden away in the depths of their labs. Though for the price. She could have bought a whole new star fighter. The congregation bowed in what they thought was respect.
"We are honored to have such an honourable creature as yourself come to us for ....you are here to be cloned, are you not?" Sota snorted.
"No, I'm here to buy, just like I said. I'm not that egotistical to need more then one me. She might not be so in control of her feelings, I'm sure you've heard of my past. Even out this far."
The wind as if to compliment her comment breezed open her long jacket allowing the chest to foot armaments to be gazed upon.
The delegation backed slightly away. They had indeed.Most feared such a visit, for it usually meant death would soon follow.
"What is your need? We will supply it if it is within our power." Sota smirked hitting the remote control on the cargo crates. " The payment as you specified. I will have no arguments about what I take or I will make your pale bodies even more so." Her voice took on a chill that not even they needed to dissect the meaning of. It was very clear, if she didn't find what she was after. Not even they would live to see another day. They bowed to her and delegated Koi-Sal to give her what ever she desired from their facility. No questions asked.
"It is a great honor to be your guide. Is it true what they say of you?" Sota narrowed her eyes as she eyed the cloning tubes filled with experiments. "That depends. Not many live to tell the tale if I catch them. Only one is still on the loose and that is because I got waylaid and ordered here."
"You were ordered to come here? I had thought you took orders from no one." Sota flipped a zapper bullet. The lightening inside it could fry every circuit in this place if she dropped it. Not to mention most of the inhabitance. A tempting idea, his voice tsked her in her mind. She grimaced and got to the point." I'm looking for a level: O, Row: B, Subject: 1. I told your bosses, that's why the price was so damned high. Didn't they tell you?" Koi-Sal swallowed hard. No one ever liked going down to level: O. All dangerous mistakes were instantly frozen and kept so.
" No I was not told. I suspect they wished your desires would be met by something else. What need can you possibly have for something so dangerous that it had to be instantly frozen?"
Sota indulged the child. "Not all things down there came from here. It may have been frozen to preserve its life on the long journey."
Koi-Sal had not seen anything down there that had not either been brought on alive or not come from Kamino's watery world. Row: B? Most didn't get through Row: A before being caught. By then they had seen enough to not ever wish to return to that icy depth. "Look I've got an extra stash on board the Decimator. You take me down, help me retrieve what I'm after, and see me off. You can have it. It should get you enough to set up your first lab." Koi-Sal's eye's grew wider then Sota thought they could possibly get. But it got the job done.
The baby boy slept in her arms. Peacefully and tranquil. " You are going to be a heart stealer, my little Obi-wan." Sota had been told to stay around the corner from the merchant Kenobi on Stewjon.
The wife was nearly to the popping point. It didn't make sense. Why the Force would demand that her Obi-wan be given to the Kenobi family when they would have their own boy? She didn't like to spend much time on that thought. No Sota spent more time buying gifts, food and planning the future of the boy in her arms. Her daughters would cherish the boy. He would become their favorite play toy. Dressing him up in old suits of armor and pushing BE into the damsel in distress costume. Oh how she so hated it, but would soon have to fight for that position as the hero always got to kiss the rescued damsel. Her son would never fail. Never. He would be tenacious and quick, have the sharpest wit that enemies would fall to him in fear of it. Her son wrapped his tiny hand around a long dark wave of hair and pulled slightly. Getting her attention. His eyes were so blue and already powerful. Yes this was the Chosen One of the Pathbourne yet to come. This was the one they would call Master, General and much later 'old Ben' Kenobi. Tears streamed down her face as much in happiness as in sadness as the course became much clearer. " You will always be my little Obi-wan. No matter who you become. I will always love you."