"Now covered in the blood of the arboreal octopi, which all the local predators should recognize the scent of, we should be able to make our way safely to the ship" I tell the Jedi as I take the lead in the right direction, keeping my lightsabre lit without demonstrating any sign of aggression towards her. Realizing finally that I've been thinking of this girl as nothing more than [i]the Jedi[/i], I decide to attempt a mild venture, still keeping my eyes on the trees above us as I proceed, just in case.

"So, Jedi... Considering that I've failed my mission, and you're probably on the run, why not work together for now? It's in both our interest, trust me on that. My mistress... does not take failure as an acceptable result... What is your name?" I finish asking, just as my ship comes into sight through the trees ahead.

"Oh, and call me Wolfe." I add finally as I disengage my lightsabre's blade before making my way into the familiar place that I almost call a second home in my mind now.


[i]Well, considering that I'll be in here for a while, might as well.[/i]

"Home sweet home." I say experimentally under my breath. It feels nice.

Noticing I was distracted again, and the Jedi hasn't answered me yet, I glance in her direction, with an expectant look.