[center]~| Day 3, 19:42 - 19:45 GST |~
~|Location: Mos Eisley, Tatooine|~[/center]

The leader felt his hand gripped by an invisible force, the sensation tightened and held it in place. His fingers balled up rightly while he gritted his teeth. His arm trying to wretch his fist out of whatever held it and into Karlie’s thin, weak middle. He had expected to feel the soft underbelly before the man crumbled, not his movement being stopped. A voice, calm and mellow, spoke within his head. It tried to coax him to giving in as his fist loosened slightly, only acknowledge the source. The man’s head whipped about to the Jedi with a deep scrowl and for the first time, one of them could spot the faded folds on the eyelids revealing he wasn’t affected by the little mind trick. After all he was part Epicanthix. 

“Jedi, you better release me or things get complicated.” He sneered, knowing fully well that Janglor wasn’t going to be happy. His emotions stirring in his core while  he glared at the Herglic getting into his way before the human Jedi, a cloaked figure, waved him hand and said something odd. Again, the leader’s tightened in suspicion over the Jedi’s words, not understanding the hidden message, as he noted his companion’s reaction to the persuasion.  

The other two had little defense against the Jedi’s mind tricks. Their hands already releasing their blasters and fastening them back into place while a sort of glossed over expression entered their eyes. They looked content with disobeying Janglor which he knew they would later regret. The boss didn’t like being disobeyed as the man’s hand relaxed, knowing it was pointless to continue this fight. Not when it was several on one.  

“Janglor doesn’t like his business being interfered with, even by Jedi.” The man stated before waiting until the Herglic’s force released him then gestured to his own companions to follow him away from the workplace.

Karlie had been holding his breath this whole time while the scene played out in silence. When the bastard aimed to punch him on departure, Karlie expecting to feel it ripple through his body and braced himself. His body half bend before the Jedi stopped it much to his inner horror. When the group had gone, Karlie broke out of Kennith's reach and looked past to where the thugs retreated then turned his anger on the Jedi. "You fools! Now Janglor will be expecting his payment again and this time, if I don't pay then consequences will result in my shop being burnt down! Just wonderful." 

His hand wring tightly over each other in front of him as he twitched in place, his feet once more stepping back in front of his saviors to face them. His earlier fury ebbed finally as he noted the individuals. "I suppose it was lucky you came around either way. Come into my shop and I'll at least see if there's a way I can repay you. As well as learn what brings you to my neck of desert."

With that, he lead them in where he proceeded to play the good host while he listened.


[center]~| Day 2, 9:00-9:05 GST |~
~| Aboard the Kaggath, Halls|~
~|Jayda|~[/center]

Jayda had expected the dread to fade by now, her presence no longer lingering near the crime scene. Instead, it had merely gotten worse. It disturbed her greatly not to know the reason why it hadn't stopped as she hoped her worse assumptions hadn't occurred. She thought it was, at first, it was because of the killer onboard. It had made her unnerved and rattled at first, assuming something terrible was about to happen. Slowly, she started to realize it wasn’t likely stress over the mysterious killer onboard but something much worse. A premonition that Sish was in danger and it seemed for a while  now, the sensation weak in her mind. Deep down it disgusted her to have an attachment, even being as weak as she had. Why did she concern the shit eating lizard would be behave himself with Jedi prisoners? At this rate he was going to get himself killed before she could exact her revenge. Abruptly she cursed softly in Ul’Zabrak, her unease got the better of her. She turned on heel, eyes darkened in fury, while she made her way towards the prisoner complex. The danger was likely over but she had to see for herself. 

Spotting Zanna’s seem to follow, Jayda's head whipped back to snap at the Sith. “Keep the prisoners here for now. Something’s wrong and I suspect it's been happening in the prison complex. If my guess is correct, then the less Jedi the better.”  

With that, she left Zanna behind hoping the Red Sith wouldn't follow.