Inevitable {Tech}

Chapter Six: Rescue

"Here we are," Hunter announced as the Jawas gestured to a group of speeder bikes. "There's six of us and only four bikes. Wrecker, Crosshair, take a bike. Echo you're with me, Tech take Cass," he ordered and began mounting himself onto the speeder.

Wrecker gently set Cass onto a bike, then got onto one of his own. The others found their way onto the bikes, including Tech, who shuffled over to Cass. He swung one leg over and sat down, quickly turning on the bike and inputting a location to his visor.

"Taa Baa," Cass waved to the Jawas and smiled.

The rest of the Jawas cheered and waved at the group, then watched as they began revving the speeders.

"Lead the way Tech," Hunter nodded and checked over his shoulder to make sure Echo was good to go.

"Coordinates set to the North City," Tech announced, then grabbed a hold of the handlebars and glanced behind him.

"Are you ready?" Tech inquired, looking her over and double checking she had her lightsaber and goggles.

She strapped the goggles on quickly and wrapped her arms around Tech's torso. He tensed under touch for a moment, but when she grinned at him, his shoulders relaxed a bit.

"I'll take that as a yes," he nodded and looked forward, taking off quickly. Cass' grip got tighter as they sped off, so Tech patted her knee once to reassure her she was safe with him. "Don't worry, I have extremely proficient motor skills and the odds of us crashing are five thousand to one."

"Then why are you going so kriffing fast?" she sank her face into his armor to stop the wind and sand from whipping her face.

The rest of the group followed Tech for a couple miles, not affected at all by the sand pelting their armor as they buzzed over the desert. As they neared the city, Cass could sense the fear of the missing clones. The helplessness, and the disappointment they felt in themselves for getting captured.

"They're definitely here," Cass leaned over Tech's shoulder slightly to get a better view of the city. "I know they're here."

The rounded domes and dull color of the homes and markets were key elements of any desert planet, and this one was no different.

"If we are looking for a this Klatooinian gang, how do you suppose we find them?" Hunter looked around, but the question seemed directed at Cass.

"Klatooinians are just as easy to buy information from as the Jawas. They're greedier too, so maybe even more so persuadable. But we need to be quick on our feet is this is gonna work. If they sense any insecurity, they'll disregard anything you say," she leaned back and pulled the goggles off, just as the speeders came to a stop and parked on the outskirts of the market.

"What will we bribe them with?" Tech furrowed his brows as he typed away. "None of us have enough credits to persuade them."

"That's the part I'm not so sure about," she sighed. "I'll have to figure something out."

Tech lended her a hand as she hopped off the bike, gaining her footing and proving to Wrecker she didn't need to be carried.

"Keep your weapons holstered," Cass explained as she led the group into the city and tucked her saber further into her jacket. "They won't hesitate to fight if provoked."