Sneaky - revised

Quint followed Rowan from the cantina back to his ship. Her droid asked her if this was the smartest thing they had done. It was her being distracted that put her on the wrong ship and allowed her to see the man that killed her Master. It was the wrong ship that brought her to this place away from the killer. They had been on a mission or something, She had did not remember what he had said about the mission, except the part about not getting killed. She had managed to get framed for her Master’s murder and is now on the run.

The force warned her as a smuggler started to approach her till her hand went to the light staff on her left hip. She did not have to ignite the blades, the intensity of her look and the she way she carried herself with the lightsaber staff was enough to make most people back off. She was one with her light sabers, she knew every vibration and hum that it made. The only other place where she ever felt that way was when she was using the force to repair things. Her Master had warned her that using the force on and with technology was a quick path to the Dark Side. She still did it. Ships, droids, light sabers all told her what they needed not with words but with what they were.

She smiled as they approached the hanger, Quint started to work the force. She put effort to use the force to distracting the droid and ship sensors. It was not a these are not the droids you are looking for. It more of we are not a treat and belong here vibe. She knew that in time the ship and droid would still rat her out. She and her droid headed into the cargo hold and hid themselves.

Rowan had said to Aidman, “Only the two of you.” She had come on her own, though Aidman had directed her. She was a good mechanic and the ship said to her it could use some attention things that a droid would not notice. The ship needed a woman’s touch and attention.