Mr. Save-The-Galaxy
Allies: NIO | NJO
Frenemies: SJC | Starlin Rand
Enemies: TSE | CIS
Before Cotan had an opportunity to reply to the kid's snarky, but ill-formed reply, somebody else came running in. He stepped forward to try and stop them from attacking, but standing back from Starlin as he was, the two Padawans met first; he sighed as the one that came running in fell to the ground, dying almost instantly from the wound they had sustained. "Not exactly your first rodeo, right?" he grumbled. "That explains the amazing blade control."
As much as nothing in the bag was a holocron or anything completely radiating the Dark Side on its own, it couldn't be denied that having spent years in a center of Sith learning, surrounded by Sith and the Dark Side constantly, had left its mark on the contents. "Listen, kid, these things shouldn't go to third parties at all," he said, stepping forwards. "And if any other Jedi want to try and actually destroy these things, I'll beat them back myself before cataloguing them into the archives on the Prosperity. The knowledge contained in any archives from any Force-using orders is dangerous when it gets spread freely through the galaxy. Why do you think we're all so exclusive, rather than just spreading our teachings freely over the holonet?"
He held out his free hand, ready to activate the lightsaber he held in the other if the Padawan tried to attack him.
"The bag. Now. Before you go and paint targets for angry Sith on the backs of yourself and some poor collector out in the galaxy."