Danceria wrote:The first Galactic Republic wrote:Brand Valen sat meditating on a cliff overlooking a small canyon. Below him was the camp where the slavers kept their saves. He could feel about 500 people. Not one of them was force-sensitive. The Jedi was being kept somewhere else like he thought she would be. He reached further out with the force to locate her.
Rayhanah could feel a glimmer in the force. Like something was calling out to her, trying to reach her. Likely though it was nothing. Just a strange feeling caused by her neural inhibitor. The small device was attached directly into her brain stem. It could prevent Jedi from using the force. No serious slaving organization didn’t have one. It was really the only thing keeping her there. Her lightsabers were nearby but had no powerpacks. Just like a living Jedi a lightsaber was worth a lot, but not if it was broken. Since your average person didn't know how to fix a lightsaber they only disabled them in the most basic way possible. Removing the power packs. It was infuriating how easy it was to hold her. Just take away her lightsabers and put on a neural inhibitor and she was effectively helpless. One thing she could control though was where she looked. She never gave the guards the satisfaction of her attention.
So she never really noticed a small mouse droid patrolling her cell until now. It was constantly there. Guards came by every fifteen minutes but this droid came by every ten. What was it doing? When the droid finally realized that she had noticed it it quickly fled. Damn droid the Jedi thought to herself. But she noticed something as she put her head back down. The droid had dropped two objects. Power packs. What are you doing droid?
The Padawan sensed a presence in the spaceport. Jedi. Aylan walked over to meet them. At this point, he didn't care about whether they were from Coruscant or fellow Jedi Lords, he needed to see a friendly face and get a ship off-world.
He is not in the spaceport. He is in a canyon 25km south of the market.
