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“Yeah, that’s the problem.” Nyna said to nobody in particular from the service hatch of the Darq Dreams. “The battery regulator’s shot.” 

The news is not good. While the crew of the Dreams had hoped that their visit to Tatooine would be a short one, one in which they could regroup and plan their next move. They had no designs on staying for more than a day at the most. When the Dreams first broke down, Nyna had hoped that it would be an easy fix, however upon examination of the battery regulator, she realized that it couldn’t be fixed, and needed to be replaced. Naturally, they didn’t have a spare on board and would have to try and track one down somewhere on the planet.

“We’re not too far from Mos Eisley, maybe we can track one down there.” Dono said.

“Maybe. Chances are, any parts dealers are going to overcharge us. But I’m willing to pay extra to get off this dust bowl.” Nyna replied, the annoyance in her voice clear.

“Alright, let’s go then.” Joren said feigning optimism. “Kelsa, are you going to come?” He asked his voice softening when he spoke to her. The truth was, Joren was concerned for her. Since they had left Nar Shaddaa, she had barely eaten, or slept…or spoke. She was utterly devastated by the loss of her father, and Joren knew how she felt. He had lost everyone that he had ever loved, his mother, his master, and his father. If there was anything he did know, it was exactly how she felt, and he was not going to let her make the same mistakes he did when he was dealing with his losses. He wasn’t going to let her lose herself.

“Yeah, I guess.” Kelsa said unenthusiastically. 

[i]Well, it’s a start.[/i] Joren thought to himself as he and his friends began getting ready for the trek to Mos Eisley.