Yeah, she needed to get off Kijimi. Avoiding death in the span of a couple of hours from two different parties wasn’t exactly the kind of morning one would consider a dream life.
Suddenly, there was a barrage of blaster bolts whizzing by and assaulting the troopers behind her from the shadowy crooks of the buildings surrounding her. She looked back and saw the troopers lying face first in the snow. She turned, holstering her blasters as Gibble, a darkly masked man clad in a thick fur-lined coat, stepped forward.
“Already getting yourself into trouble?” he asked, his deep voice slightly augmented by the mask.
She shrugged. “I’m kind of off today.”
Another slightly leaner individual in a similar outfit stepped from another crook, moving toward her slowly with a sort of menacing attitude. This was Evver.
“Did you get the credits?” the person asked, their light tone not fully distinguishable between a man and woman’s voice.
Zorii regarded Evver as offended. “Of course I did.”
Gibble’s tense shoulders loosened. “Then the plan is motion.”
“I’ve got to see Babu,” Zorii said, moving forward to pass them. Gibble stopped her from doing so as he held out his hand.
“Not now. We’ve gotten word that the First Order is increasing their forces and our client is getting skittish. There’s no time to dilly-dally. You need to go to him now and get that information we need to find the First Order captain before he leaves.”
Zorii nodded. “Well then, my adventure continues.”
“Take the tunnels. You’ll be safer down there.”
She cocked her head. “I’m fine.”
Now it was his turn to cock his head. “Are you?”
She nudged him as she walked by him. “Just keep an eye out for anything suspicious.”
With that, she was off to find the client just as a cover of grey clouds covered the sun and a small flurry of snow began to descend upon the city.