Dandoran
Delinshi Diner: Four Minutes into Conflict
Automatic fire had erupted in the makeshift diner several minutes earlier, kinetic rounds scattering pieces of fragmented metal and ceramic. A round smashes into a fruit bowl, shattering it into pieces as fruit roll off onto the grated floor with bullets flying overhead. This had turned from bad to just horrifying, they were simply here to eat after a long haul and it has turned into a massacre. Blood coated portions of the diners seats, scaffolding nearby was hanging by a thread and those that have survived, were shooting at each other to kill one another. As the two sides fought each other, a pair were huddled into a corner with a human holding a wound near a Chagrins neck, a bullet had caught the side of his neck.
"Just hold still, I will get this bleeding to stop."
Trying to speak, it became garbled words with the human pressing her hand onto his mouth. Her father always did seem to find a way to talk, even in a bad situation which is what resulted in these two factions fighting each other. This time, it was not her they were after, but her fathers head. They got wind that he was still alive, something thought unheard of but the Hutts none the less, had long memories. They wanted the Rat Man dead, even if it meant hiring every person in the galaxy to hunt him down. He was a Crime Lord a long time ago and while he still had...those tendencies, he long since tried to stay out of that business, to raise him, his adopted child.
When this all started, there was two rival bounty hunter groups with firearms pointed at his head. There was talk of high-tech anti-force gear, even making sure by using weaponry that is not so easily deflected. Through some sheer luck and possibly some pointed knowing of being in the business for so long, the Chagrin got the two groups to bicker and then soon, fire at one another. In the ensuring firefight, they tried to leave, only to have the Chagrin shot several times, one of which was in the neck and was proving fatal. Holding onto the wound still, the kinetic rounds started to slow down as they started to shout to each other over where the target went.
Noticing it finally slow down, the Chagrins aging eyes started to glance towards his son. Perhaps all of his sins, was leading up to this and what he did next, would define the next act. Knowing things to be much more different, he slowly undid with one hand the lightsaber tied onto his belt. Picking it up slowly, he handed it towards his son whom gently grabbed onto it for him. Letting go, the Chagrin looked at his human son, a beautiful man he grew up to be and knew what must be done as one of the groups of bounty hunters started to round the corner, shouting at them with the Rat Man having his hand in his pocket.
Giving a wink, the Chagrin Force Pushed his son off the railing as a very distinct whining sound could be heard. Landing with a loud CLANG, the human rolled over to the side in pain to see a bounty hunter aim down from the floor below. There was a shout from up top before an engulfment of red energy, plasma had erupted from the Chagrins hand and enveloped them all. The place shook from the blast, causing a large commotion with himself wincing in pain, trying to get up while holding his fathers lightsaber. There was yelling from up top, apparently trying to figure out what just happened, pushing himself into the shadows down below as they went to go search for him.
Nalana was not equipped to deal with people like this, nor had she been in much a firefight before this. Vastly outskilled, vastly outnumbered, and vastly planned out, it may take a small miracle to get out of this mess.