Xin Boa
Drifter
It felt good to have the reassuring weight of a blaster in his hand. Even thought he had been well fed, he could feel the fatigue in his bones. They had been worked hard and it left very little mental load for concentrating at the task at hand. If they slipped up then this would go south very quickly. They weren't about to let a pair who had deliberately infiltrated the mine live. There would be questions.
The guards were not hidden particularly well. That didn't matter too much. If they were here for another day then they would have failed anyway.
Waiting was painful. The adrenaline had started and Xin wanted to press ahead. Anything would have felt better than waiting.
When the time was right they left the tunnels behind another shipment and made for the temple.
"There's a ship," Xin said, looking towards the open section of quarry that they must have exhausted before going underground to look for Kyber. It was an old cargo transport, but it would do.
They were going to take advantage of the shift change but had to avoid contact if they could. The guards probably knew each other fairly well, but he doubted the cultists paid them much attention. The compromised K2 droid had shown them which entrance to take into the temple, but already Xin was doubting his memory of the path to the training grounds.
The guards were not hidden particularly well. That didn't matter too much. If they were here for another day then they would have failed anyway.
Waiting was painful. The adrenaline had started and Xin wanted to press ahead. Anything would have felt better than waiting.
When the time was right they left the tunnels behind another shipment and made for the temple.
"There's a ship," Xin said, looking towards the open section of quarry that they must have exhausted before going underground to look for Kyber. It was an old cargo transport, but it would do.
They were going to take advantage of the shift change but had to avoid contact if they could. The guards probably knew each other fairly well, but he doubted the cultists paid them much attention. The compromised K2 droid had shown them which entrance to take into the temple, but already Xin was doubting his memory of the path to the training grounds.