The Hunted (JA fic by Cassia and Sio)

Uh oh, poor Obi is in trouble again!! Mace is right that danger does seem to seek out Obi and Qui. This is a great story and I am looking forward to the next post!!

 

Okay, now that I've finished reading posts one and two...

Bits I liked: Mace winning against Qui-Gon five times in a row. The description of the other passengers on Obi-Wan's transport (very realistic). The fact that our hero in brown didn't hesitate before offering to stay behind. The way the smuggler called him mate (don't ask me why). Qui-Gon's unlimited patience in all areas but those concerning his padawan. The hints of all the lovely Obi-Torture to come!!!

Bits I didn't like: The fact that Obi, when faced with an obviously male oriented society, just walked up and pulled the girl's hood off. (Not that it wasn't well written, but I wanted to smack him.)

MORE PLEASE!!

Sarah >^,,^<

 

Yeah! Cassia, Sio, Cassia, Sio, Cassia, Sio! Yeah yeah yeah!!!!!!!!!!! More please? Come on Kim do I ask for that much around here????

Oh hey everyone this is kind of Funny.

My little sis was a thrift store and found an Obi-Wan action figure his hand had been bent out of shape, half his foot had been chopped off, his note was gone, his paint was scraped on his head, and one arm was twisted and bent! My sister took one look at it and said

"Obi-Toture." That was sooooo funny!

 

Obi-touture.....Hehehe.

More post please we are dying here.

 

Uppers

 

Grummble grumble grumble... cassia's out of town untill the 30th. sigh

 

But remember Sio is in town, so she will be posting out and sending parts out.

Kim B

 

Hello, next part... enjoy.

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Part Three:


"Thank you." Qui-Gon bowed and cut the communication off. The
Council of Aureus had been able to provide him with the name of the
shuttle that Obi-Wan was to take from Orm Tand to Coruscant.
However, that did not explain to the uneasy Jedi why his Padawan had
not arrived today as he should have.

The Kanda's Wings was part of a commercial flight line that
specialized in Rim travel. The Outer Rim Intergalactic Travel
agency, commonly known as ORIT-PAC, had offices here on Coruscant and
it was there that Qui-Gon intended to go. They should be able to
tell him if the Kanda was running late and if Obi-Wan was, or was not
aboard.

ORIT-PAC shared an office complex with four or five other small to
mid-sized travel agencies. Walls of reflective plexi-glass windows
let in light, but kept out prying eyes. The counters were humming
with activity as Qui-Gon quietly took his place at the end of the
line waiting to be serviced by the clerical protocol droids in the
ORIT-PAC niche.

Not far away, a news holo entertained a group of people in a waiting
room. Qui-Gon heard the name Aureus drift over from the holo and
turned some of his attention towards newscast. The recent conclusion
of the war crimes trial was briefly recapped for anyone who hadn't
heard yet.

"Moving on to other news, a space shuttle on its way from Orm Tand is
reported missing under mysterious conditions," the reporter continued.

A funny, sick feeling twisted inexplicably in Qui-Gon's stomach. If
the holo had half his ear before, it had both of them now.

A crackling voice came on. There were a few moments of technical
chatter that made it sound like the inside of a cockpit. Then it
stopped, and a concerned tone came into one of the
voices "...Something not right with the hyper-" the sentence was
abruptly cut off in a surge of static.

"That was all that was picked up by a planetary station shortly
before the ship disappeared from tracking," the newsreader returned
to the screen. "The vessel has been identified as the Kanda's Wings,
an interplanetary shuttle supplying an Outer Rim passenger line.
ORIT-PAC has not yet made a statement. In other news the
Intergalactic Bolo championship starts today on..."

But Qui-Gon was not listening anymore. It was a good thing he was
next in line, or he would have seriously considered line cutting as
an option.

"Good day sir and welcome to ORIT-PAC's central office in the central
system," the glistening reception droid behind the counter said in a
polite, slightly female sounding voice. "At ORIT-PAC, we're
everywhere you want to be," the droid brightly quoted their
motto. "Can I interest you in our discount fairs to Dantooine?"

"No thank you," Qui-Gon was in no mood for polite chatter. A
gripping sense of urgency had taken over him, yet he remained
outwardly calm. "I need to speak to someone about one of your
shuttles called the Kanda's Wings, which was supposed to arrive
yesterday from Orm Tand." The Jedi Master was remarkably
controlled. He doubted the counter droid could give him much
information, but by golly, he was going to get to someone who could.

The droid hesitated, as if processing his request. "Yes... the
Kanda's Wings," the automaton repeated slowly. "Was someone you knew
aboard that vessel sir?"

Qui-Gon did not like the way the droid used the past tense. He hoped
it was an accidental turn of phrase or quirk of programming, but his
motions were tight as he nodded. "I believe so, yes. They say it
has disappeared, can you tell me what has happened?"

"One moment please," the droid motioned him to wait and turned away,
tilting it's head. The automaton needed no outside devices to place
a call, but was programmed to turn away from customers while doing so
in order that they not be confused about who the droid was speaking
to.

"TC-4X3, code number 882, situatio

 

*bangs head on desk* All he tried to do was help!! Maybe that judgelike guy needs a few hits over the head!!
*Rubs head.....Ow*

 

Uh oh... I sense torture coming Don't make us wait too long!

Great post. I like how Qui told the CEO that he was a Jedi Master and not going to go ballistic on him, and meanwhile, beneath the calm exterior he really was going ballistic

Post more, post soon!

 

Look, buddy, I understand about your feelings for your daughter, but good greif! 'The situation has changed' Yeah, no kiddin'.

Once again, I love the descriptions of everyday things, like the travel agency. Superb job!

I can't wait for more!

Sarah >^,,^<

 

I don't like those judges

 

<gets excited> yay! Miss a week on the boards, and look at what pops up!

 

uppers

 

>>>I don't like those judges<<<

That is an understatement Cheryl

Great job Sio!

Hope you come back soon Cassia!

Thanks for posting it Kim!

 

uppers

 

I think I see Obi torture on the near horizon. Oh boy! (rubbing hands gleefully.. uh.. changes to wringing of hands) I mean Poor poor Obi!

 

Sorry I completely forgot to post, my fault not the authors.... so sorry.

Kim B

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Part Four:


Qui-Gon had found the Balyris outpost without too much difficulty.
It was the only one on the isolated little rock of a planet. Finding
answers was a little more difficult. Much to his disappointment, he
soon became sure that Obi-Wan was not here. One of survivors the
Master had spoken to, a Corelian teenager, had provided the
information that he thought there was another young man matching Obi-
Wan's description aboard the vessel, but Qui-Gon already knew that.

"He seemed to know what was going on or something," the youth
shrugged. "Because he and Nix just took control of the situation
right off."

That fit with Obi-Wan's character, Qui-Gon noted. "Nix? Who is Nix?"

The young Corelian shrugged again. The three days that had passed
since the accident had taken a little of the original shakiness away,
but he was obviously still a little jittery. "Nix is Nix. Don't
know any other name. He's an older guy who was aboard the shuttle
with us. Don't really know him except that he beat the pants off my
friends and I at sabbac," the youth grimaced in good humor.

"On the ship?" Qui-Gon inquired, wanting to follow this lead as far
as it would go.

"Nah, didn't see much of him on the ship. He was picked up in
another escape pod, not far from us. For the first day or so we were
practically quarantined here," the young man looked
disgusted. "There was some kinda order to hold us and the
authorities here took it to mean like prisoners or something. We all
went a little stir crazy. Nix played with us until we were broke,"
the youth sighed. "Yesterday the investigative-whatever arrived from
that ORIT, Armpit, or whatever-it-is company and sprung us. Nix
split pretty fast."

"He's gone?" Qui-Gon did not relish the idea of another long search.

"Yeah, but not far," the young Corelian shook his head. "The Armpit
Company is bringing in a shuttle to take us wherever we were going
before, but it doesn't leave until this afternoon. Just as soon stay
here..." the youth mumbled, but Qui-Gon had no interest in getting
into the teenager's personal problems.

"Thank you very much."

"Yeah, whatever," the young man shrugged, shoving his hands in his
pockets and wondered off in search of mischief or his friends,
whichever he found first.

Qui-Gon located the man called Nix at a bar not too far away.
Considering what he had been told, the Jedi knew this sort of place
was his best bet to find the fellow.

Nix was a tall, black-haired man with dark eyes and an easy smile.
The kind of person you wanted to watch your credit voucher around.
The smuggler leaned casually back in his seat, a half-emptied drink
on the counter in front of him. His attention was on a Twi'lek
dancing girl, but he spared a side-ways glance when Qui-Gon sat down
beside him.

"Mr. Nix?" the Jedi inquired.

"Yeah, but you can drop the Mr.," the spacer replied, giving Qui-Gon
only half his attention. "What's it to you?"

Qui-Gon noticed that the man's hand had casually dropped to rest
lightly on the grip of the blaster in the quick-draw holster strapped
to his thigh.

"Maybe nothing," Qui-Gon played along calmly. Nothing made people
like Nix clam up faster then someone asking them a lot of questions
in an official manner. "But maybe something. You were on the
Kanda's Wings, weren't you?"

"Yeah, I was one of the unfortunate few," Nix laughed darkly. "Look
mate, I already told those investigators everything I'm gonna say.
You're not getting some kind of hold-harmless out of me. Your
company didn't keep that ship safe and I'm not gonna promise you
nothin'." The smuggler kept his pleasant demeanor, but his voice and
eyes were hard.

"I'm not from ORIT-PAC," Qui-Gon shook his head, having to keep from
smiling when he remembered the way the young Corelian had humorou

 

uppers

 

oh no......that's not good.......

 

I have a bad feeling too.

 

Poor Obi. Nothing ever seems to go his way, does it?

 

*whistles appreciatively* Goody goody! I see Obi-Torture on the horizon!!

Bits I liked: Nix telling Qui what he needed to know without pay. J-whatshername feeling bad for 'the nice guy' who had helped her. All the super descriptions. That teenager guy going off to find mischeif or his friends (whichever he found first. LOL) And, I'm sorry to say, Obi getting whupped. I am soooo bad.

Bits I didn't like: Uuuuh... it was too short!

Sarah >^,,^<

 

Wonderful post! Oh Obi you are in such major trouble!

 

Uh oh.... Poor Obi... And poor us! AHHH! These cliffhangers are driving me nuts!

Post more soon