Near Nightmare Lands
Crates were being moved off a small transport shuttle black market weapons,armor,drugs and the like. While Kiran didn't inherently believe in this sort of thing he did what he had to do to get himself by. While on Voss he had learned some, not a entirely whole lot but enough to make things easier for himself. A lightsaber hung from the side of his belt, why it was there he wasn't sure. Kiran didn't even know how to remotely use it properly, while force sensitive he was told and he had a few brushes with the force. It was still new to him, and in truth it seemed...strange. Most likely because he didn't know too much about it. Kiran tapped on the side trigger of his blaster pistol just in slight nerves as he glanced around, moving about keeping a clear head and making sure nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
Payment wasn't going to be given until the cargo was checked and delivered safety into the hands of their employer. If he was wanting a fresh start this wasn't the way to go about it, which made the young man chuckle and shake his head. Things seemed to lighten up a bit while he wasn't sure how the Jedi of Voss would have taken to his past so those thoughts of exposure of what he had done had remained with him. He did fear that one day it would reach a point to where those thoughts and emotions would overcome him and destroy him. Though he tried his best not to dwell on that to much.
Words were exchanged a bit here and there as a small sound caught the attention of Kiran as well as others. The chatter died down as they all looked northwest of their location. Kiran reached for his blaster pistol as pulled it from the holster and held it out in front of him, hearing the noise again.
That familiar nose that could be heard at the center of them, it was flashbang of sorts. Kiran was familiar with this with his work with the Corellian Security Agency as well as the local police there. "Chit, COVER!" Kiran shouted as he through himself to the side and covered his head. Shots could be heard out as well as the sounds of feet pounding on the earth. Kiran opened his eyes and could see several tactical individuals among them already. The young man leaped to his feet already aiming his blaster at one of them, then his blaster pistol was grabbed at and the two were in a tussle for his blaster for a few seconds. KIran brought his knee up kicking said individual in the stomach and throwing him to the side, and just as he raised his blaster to take the shot at him, he was tackled to the ground by two others. Thrown to the ground and placed in binder cuffs behind his back, he was line up with the rest of them. Kiran coughed a little bit as dirt and dust littered his clothes and face slightly. Kiran coughed again and shook his head.
"I wonder if we will still get paid for this."