The hologram of Princess Suzy flickered to life, and she began to
speak. "General Jafari. Years ago, you served my father in the
Clone Wars. Now he begs you to help him in his struggle against the
Empire. I regret that I am unable to present my father's request to
you in person, but my ship has fallen under attack and I'm afraid
my mission to bring you to Alderaan has failed. I have placed
information vital to the survival of the Rebellion into the memory
systems of this Ross2 unit. My father will know how to retrieve it.
You must see this droid safely delivered to him on Alderaan. This
is our most desperate hour. Help me, Jon Jafari. You're my only
hope." She spoke, before crouching down and ending the message.
Danny looked at the message, but didn't understand the entire
meaning.
Jon looked carefully at the message, only a hint of fear in his
eyes. "I told them I wouldn't go back," He sighed quietly. He
glanced up at Danny and cracked a smile. "I'll have to send you
instead."
"Perfect! Let's go," Jon clapped and got up, grabbing his
lightsaber from across the room with a quick motion of his hand.
"That reminds me..." He grabbed another slightly smaller one and
tossed it to Danny. "That was Arin's. He left it behind."
"Hey, hey! I'm coming too! BPO, get over here!" Ross2
bleeped, chasing after him.
"Mos Eisley. We'll take your ship," Jon explained briefly, jumping
in. Ross2 somehow cleared his throat. Jon rolled his eyes and
lifted the smaller droid into the ship, while BPO climbed in
easily.
In a half an hour or so, they were in the city. "Ah, Mos Eisley. A
hive of scum and villainy. Be cautious around here," Jon advised,
leaning back, looking around his surroundings in interest.
[Okok so what should I do I don't know the canon dialogue for Han
Solo rip
So let's just idk- roll with it then :" ) It is supposed to be
loosely based off of Star Wars after all, we can adapt it any way
we want C :]
Danny carefully lowered the ship outside Mos Eisley. He hopped out
of it and waited for the others.
"Droids aren't allowed. Let's head in," Jon said, jumping out. He
hid his lightsaber ("I suggest you do the same.") and stepped into
the bar. The band was playing just loud enough to be heard over
everyone's conversations. It was crowded with aliens and humans
from all over the galaxy, and Jon stepped in without fear.
Danny nodded, and hid his lightsaber as well. He followed Jon into
the bar and was slightly amazed by how many aliens and humans could
gather into one place.
***
Mark was seated in one of the booths in the bar. He came here
exclusively for the entertainment aspect now, since he had decided
to abstain from drinking alcohol due to health reasons.
"I have to go look for a pilot; you can search around, but do me a
favor and stay out of trouble," Jon smiled and shoved him
playfully, disappearing into the crowd of people. He instantly
started chatting with a green alien with a small trunk and beady,
black eyes. Chic-abbaca was next.
[Chic-bacca sounds more fitting to me at least l mao-]
Chic-bacca "talked" to Jon for a bit.
Danny looked around carefully, and tried to chat with some aliens.
They let him into their conversation, probably because they were
under the influence.