Trip to Onderon

I decided to take a short trip to Onderon.  Short, uneventful, check out the local foliage maybe, nothing too exciting.  That’s how it was supposed to be.

It started off well enough, I got there and was taking a short walk to get my bearings.  A Mandalorian named Cho’paa, approached me, so I was on my guard.  He asked me for directions to a local cantina, and even offered to buy me a drink for the trouble.  I explained that I wasn’t sure where one might be, but a drink did sound like a fine idea.  Not to mention having someone with a blaster on my side didn’t sound so bad.

We got slightly distracted by a force field preventing us from going up a ramp when I fell into a sewer.  To his credit, he jumped in after me.  We started exploring under the city, thinking that it would be a good idea to get around the force field by going under it.  No luck, though… I did end up falling into a huge pool with a giant fan going around.  I was centimeter away from being squashed and drowned when Cho’paa pulled me up.  He insisted on carrying me back out, to prevent me from getting harmed any further.

We got out of the sewers and hadn’t gone far when we both became aware of someone trailing us.  When he got close enough, I saw he was a Mandalorian– yes, apparently Onderon is lousy with em- but his armor was much more detailed than Cho’paa’s, with a toothy grin on the helmet, and a strange skull as a shoulder pad. 

We spoke, it turns out that my trip with Master Vel to Blood Moon turned some heads, as there is.. was?  Is a abounty on my head, as well as Master Vel’s.  However, they only know Master Vel as a “freight jockey,”  so they weren’t able to hunt him down so easily.  I offered to go, alive, to clear up the whole mess, but he wasn’t having it, and he shot me multiple times- I lost count after 4- and I lost consciousness after something exploded arond me, sending searing pain through my body.

When I woke, Cho’paa was wrapping my wounds.  He carried me to his ship, and we took off.  Once in the air, he set on autopilot and wrapped my wounds with bacta bandages.  He talked, telling me his story of being in disgrace for loving a jedi who had been killed.  It was a sad story, and I felt for him, but was also grateful that he had the kindness to help me.

When we got to Ruusan it appeared that the Mando who had shot me had arrived first and told everyone I’d been captured, so it took some sorting out.  Cho’paa got me to the hospital while Jehn, and later, Cho’paa, hunted down the bounty hunter.   Lady Sabra healed my wounds and when I woke Houzu was there keeping watch.  He double checked me and put me under house arrest so that I’d actually rest, as opposed to what he called “thrill seeking.”  As if that’s what I was doing!

I got out of the hospital without much ado because of a Sith invasion at the Academy that sadly ended in the capture of Master Oden and Lady Sable, I didn’t get signed out or anything, which is a bonus.  The less people remember me being in the hospital, the better.  House arrest, indeed!

~ by kitten on November 9, 2009.