20051002

Dead End? (Run-in, Part III)

As the Twilek and I were climbing the stairs (no lift in this place, the mechanism would get clogged with the dust and sand), I started prying him for the information.
Han: Who is the job for?
Contact: Some old geezer.
Han: What does he need me for?
Contact: (eyes me sideways) I don't know.
Han: What kind of job is it?
Contact: You'll have to ask him.
Han: How will this help me find information on my father?
Contact: It's part of the job.
Han: The job you don't know anything about.
Contact: That's right.
Han: (reaching my room) Well, where is this geezer?
Contact: (sly smile, open palm "give me money" sign) I can't recall.
Han: (opening the door to reveal Chewie with his loaded bowcaster level with the contact's face) Chewie, jog his memory.
You know, you really have to hand it to Chewie. Here I show up with a Twilek when he's expecting Fett, and he doesn't even bat an eye. Down came his long wookie arm on top of the contact's head. There was an unfortunate crunching sound, followed by the thudding sound of a fallen body.

Well, that was just great.

Chewie apologized in his wookie way, "I'm sorry, Han, I didn't meant to jog him so hard, I guess his head got closer to my hand than I meant..." etc etc. Chewie doesn't know his own strength.

We pulled the body into the room. I looked through his pockets and found some loose change, but no identification, and no clues as to who the 'old geezer' looking for me could be. The trail had now gone cold, or at least, was cooling rapidly.

Chewie and I hightailed it out of there. I don't know what I'm going to do next. I thought this was going to be a quick run to get information on my dad, and it's spiraling out of control. I haven't even found the job yet, and I've already lost two contacts and had a run-in with Fett.

Without any more clues, I'll probably have to go back to the rebel base. Hopefully they haven't moved on already, I don't want to burn that bridge just yet. Whatever it was that I was going to find out about my father will have to remain a mystery.

Damn.
Blogger Jon the Intergalactic Gladiator said...

The twilek probably had a trap for you anyways. You can nevert trust a Twilek, unless she's a hot blue Jedi Twilek

10/04/2005 02:18:00 AM  
Blogger Captain Typho said...

"You can never trust a Twilek"

Bigot! ;)

10/07/2005 12:35:00 AM  
Blogger Leia said...

Haha... classic Chewie.

10/20/2005 10:08:00 AM  
Blogger Jabafatboy said...

This Chewie, His hand got to close to the twilek's head, HMMMMM, hey solo, Think I could borrow chewie & intro him to my motherinlaw.

12/07/2005 12:12:00 PM  
Blogger tiny lil jawa said...

han solo! hoodeedee coms for nibbin thee r2unit 20$? nibshot fer eebin humans!(jawa talk)
*you get your translator out*
*beep beep-------beeeep*
"han solo! i come incase you want to buy an r2unit! only 20$ for a popular human! ill throw in a ammo droid for free! (for your blaster.) cmon the solo times wastin-ing

2/08/2006 11:09:00 AM  
Blogger tiny lil jawa said...

"the han solo? you wanna buy the r2? remember...ammo droid...you never know when you will need ammo!"

2/09/2006 07:16:00 AM  
Blogger Leia Skywalker Solo said...

This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.

6/04/2006 03:02:00 PM  
Blogger Leia Skywalker Solo said...

As long as it's not a female Twi'leck, I'm okay with it.

6/04/2006 03:04:00 PM