The larger Zabrak took the lead, while Aru followed close behind. Slowly they made their way through the dimly lit forest, the low glow of the moons providing the only illumination by which to find their path They had elected to not bring along glowrods.
“Sure is dark, huh?” The Human looked towards his horned companion.
“Indeed,” the answer came short and hushed.
The two carried on into the woods, the Sith occasionally checking the locator on his comlink to ensure they were on the right path. “Path” being used loosely here, as it was more of a trek through thick underbrush.
“Aru, may I ask you a question?”
“Sure thing, big guy, fire away.”
“Your master… she gave me this gift,” Karran gestured to the jeweled bracelet on his arm, “and in my culture, a gift calls for a gift to be given in turn… I suppose what I mean is, what kind of gift would Alaisy appreciate?” the Zabrak looked around, as if looking for hidden eavesdroppers.
“Do you… have a thing for my master?” the Human looked at the Galerian inquisitively in through the darkness.
“What? No, that is not what I meant, I just- get down!” the Knight grabbed and pulled Aru to the ground as they nearly stepped into a clearing. They looked forward, spotting the Shikari they had been sent to find.
The Zabrak held a finger up to his lips before flipping open his comlink; he sent a ping to Lucine before sitting down to wait for her response.
Aru Law did the same, and Tinker, in turn, turned all systems down to minimum power.
“So, what exactly are your intentions with my master?” the Human spoke in a hushed tone.
The Sith hung his head. “I never should have said anything.”
“Probably not, but you did. So answer the question.”
“I do not have to dignify this with a response. Now be quiet before we are discovered.”
“Don’t worry, we’ll be fine-”
“Quiet!” Karran checked his comlink as it thankfully buzzed on his wrist with a reply from Lucine.
’Proceed as planned.’
“Is it time?” Aru peered over the Zabrak’s shoulder.
“Indeed. Be ready to run.” Karran stood and walked into the clearing, activating his lightsaber.
The crimson blade acted like a beacon in the night, drawing all eyes to him. The Shikari Huntresses’ eyes followed the blade, before drawing their energy bows and firing in the direction of the intruder. The Zabrak stood his ground, deflecting what bolts he could, before drawing upon the Force to summon a shield to protect himself. The bolts dispersed along the invisible barrier while the Knight looked for a lull in the barrage. When it finally came, he turned and darted through the underbrush, his Human companion following close behind, and the astromech following behind him.
The pair ducked and weaved through the branches, brambles, and bushes. But they were careful to not actually lose their pursuers. Everything seemed to be progressing fine, until one of Tinker’s “legs” got caught on a root and the droid fell forward to the ground. Karran groaned as he turned around.
“Keep running! I will get the droid!” the Zabrak ran to the droid, and with a groan picked it up, setting it upright again. “Try to not fall again.” He scolded the droid who sped off. Karran followed, this time making sure to stay to the rear to cover their tactical retreat.