![]() Tarik stretched out a hand toward the room controls and turned on the lights. I can’t believe you didn’t sense me up there.” The Twi’lek nodded to a stack of crates next to the door, on top of which she had been waiting while the bombardment leveled half the quarter outside. “Who did you expect, Tar? Man, Kendris really has to work on your training. He recognized the woman’s voice immediately, but ignited the lightsaber to see her. He reached out and Force-pulled it into his hand before getting to his feet. Tarik heard shuffling footsteps and looked up in time to see an orange blur rush toward his lightsaber. His lightsaber extinguished and clattered off between two large boxes.Īs suddenly as the weight hit him, it was gone. Then something heavy landed hard on his back and flattened him against the warehouse floor. He crouched and reached down, smearing a finger across the spots before raising it to his nose and sniffing. Instead, he found himself attracted to small dark speckles on the floor near the chair. There were no signs of anyone else nearby, though Tarik didn’t think to reach out with the Force to take a closer look. The crates and boxes stacked around the room all stared out with the crescent-shaped Czerka logo. The Zabrak Padawan Force-pushed aside the door and entered the dank back room of the warehouse, his lightsaber beam illuminating the space with a soft blue glow.Ī chair sat in the middle of the room, torn bonds around its legs and hanging off the back. ![]()
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