Re: A New Begining
Carud: You don't see what I see human.
(he moves his face to a few inches from George's face)
(in his eyes the reflection of a burning city can be seen)
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Carud: You don't see what I see human.
(he moves his face to a few inches from George's face)
(in his eyes the reflection of a burning city can be seen)
George: I DON'T CARE! Now leave me alone!
Carud: You seek to run from your problems, but you only bring them closer to you.
George: I know exactly what I'm doing! Now... Leave me!
Carud: (bites George's shoulder)
George: AHH!!! (force pushes Carud away and stands up activating his lightsaber)
Carud: I made a mistake when you were born... and now I have finished it.
Iisa: (approachs George from behind)
(warning growl)
Carud: Leave, our bond is broken, and I will not bother you more.
George: (deactivates his lightsaber) (whispers) Now I must wait for a damn ship...
Carud: (glares at George) I thought there was something more to you than armor and flesh...
(turns to walk off)
I should have choosen your brother.
Iisa: (walks past George)
Your ship isn't coming, human.
(grins)
(follows Carud)
George: (looks around) (goes to sit in the corner)
Gero: (walks past George, a heavy repeater on each shoulder)
(looks over at George)
Something got ya down, Jedi?
George: Just found out that my bloody ride of this planet is not coming...
Gero: Yeah. Amor got hit bad. No survivors... at least that's the report so far.
George: I need a ride, Gero. I need to get off this planet, quickly. Just give me a ship. I'll pilot it myself.
Gero: You'll be shot down before you even dust-off... 'cause I doubt you can fly a Bask.
George: I'm half-Mandalorian. I know how to fly it...
Gero: Fine.
(throws George a coin with the Mandalorian symbol on it)
Take it to, Xex... he'll know what to do.
(walks off whistling)
George: (goes to Xex)
Xex: (his face is scarred from many years of war)
(glares at George)
Yeah?
George: (hands him a coin that Gero gave him)