Theodosia Joss, a strong, capable Jedi. Known for her incredible bond with the force, and her exceptional combat abilities, Theodosia is a respected Jedi among the order, even if she never quite fit in. But after numerous incidents that pissed her o...
"Listen here, bucko, I'm not here to play no games." I snarl, and for a moment I see a flash of something in his eyes. Like he was accepting a challenge. But, not wanting to lose business, he nodded.
"Ya here for a job?" He asked, raising a brow.
I nod.
"Great! Here's the paper." He responded lazily, shoving a clipboard over to me. The metal piece on the back screeched off the counter as his grimy hands pushed it towards me, and I almost want to refrain from touching it all because he had.
But, because I need credits like any other living thing in this galaxy, I take the clipboard, and take a look at the sheet; reading it's contents.
I sigh, some of these would be tricky to answer. Yes, I was a Jedi, but I had trained with other weapons. I especially took a liking to snipers, but I was never aloud to use one when in the temple. Some of the boys in the 501st would occasionally lend me a sniper rifle, allowing me to shoot. And even Cody sometimes would lend me a blaster or two for target practice. In all honestly, the combination of a sniper rifle and the force was a nasty combo, I hit every shot I aimed for.
Name:
I'd have to think about it... surely I can't use Theodosia Joss right...?
Theo.
I could use what Yoda always called me, theo.
But last name?
Hm...
Suddenly an image of a cherry tree flashed in my eye, the blossoms blooming brightly. It was something I always admired, even when I was little. I always would spend my free time in the libraries, researching the bright pink trees...
I also had a lot of fond memories there.
Once, a long time ago, I played underneath it with a young skywalker, the boy quite a few years older than me, but still playing and having the time of his life, laughing at my smaller form. He for some reason found my chubby, clumsy, 4 year old body very amusing.
Honestly, he was like 12 or something, why he was there playing with me was beyond my imagination.
He should have been training.
Sakura.
Meaning cherry tree.
The name rings in my head.
I couldn't use sakura, japanese wasn't a common name in the galaxy, the only reason I knew a bit of it was because of the legends I was interested in as a child. I've always had strange interests, that's why the other younglings made fun of me quite often.
Name: Theo Saka Age: 18 Specialty: sniping, swordsmanship, hand to hand combat Capabilities: anything you request Strengths: sniping, stamina, strength, brains, hand-to-hand combat ability. Weaknesses: snippy attitude Availability: all the time. Job preference: bounty hunter. Combat abilities: flexible, quick, agile, and unique. Includes lots of flips, rolls, locks, and swift kicks. Weapon of choice: sniper or swords. Preferably duel wield blades, light weight and sharp.
"Here you go." I mutter shoving my now filled out sheet back at the red, curly haired man.
I saw him scan the sheet, his dark brown eyes wondering from word to word quickly, before he hummed, nodded, and shoved the sheet into an envelope.
"You're hired, put under the bounty hunter Cabolto Bress for a trial period. Once you're done, we will supply you a ship and weapon. The ships free, but the weapon will be taken out of your payments until it's paid for. If you do any damage to the ship you pay for it, and the bounty hunting agency is not responsible for any injuries you earn on the job. Please sign here."
Signing without a second thought, the man quickly shoved the sheet out of her reach, and tucked it into a cubby behind the desk. With a small, fake smile, the man pointed to a room behind the desk
"That's your way off this hell-hole, you leave tonight."
NEXT CHAPTER WE MEET THE BAD BATCH
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