Star Wars: Yoda: Dark Rendezvous (Star Wars - Legends) by Stewart Sean

Author:Stewart, Sean [Stewart, Sean]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
ISBN: 9780345492692
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2005-12-06T05:00:00+00:00

After the fight in the Phindar Spaceport, all Scout wanted to do was curl up in a ball and cry.

Yoda had other ideas.

He talked the station authorities into letting them take a rental to Jovan. Then it was a public shuttle to the low-rent end of Jovan Station, packed with used-ship dealerships and scrap yards. Yoda didn’t want to take public transport anymore, he said. He pushed the Padawans from junkyard to junkyard, looking for a ship they could take to Vjun.

They’d had their choice of several decent-looking ships, but Master Yoda turned all of them down: too flashy, too new, too expensive. “Expensive?” Scout had asked. “You can use the credits of the Jedi Temple, can’t you? Or the Chancellor’s office, for that matter.”

Yoda’s face had sucked in and his ears had curled down in an expression of repugnance. “So waste the people’s money I should?”

Scout had thrown up her hands in frustration.

So the four of them kept looking—Yoda, Whie, Scout, and Fidelis, the gentleman’s personal gentlething. They had seen no sign of Solis since the spaceport. No prizes for guessing why. Ventress had come there looking for them. Her droids had targeted the R2 unit right away. When Solis disappeared after the battle, it was obvious he had betrayed them. Scout’s face went grim, remembering how the droid had set her up, dragging her away from the others with his story about needing a human escort in the spaceport. Whittling away their numbers. Maybe if she had stayed it wouldn’t have made any difference. Maybe she wouldn’t have been able to save Maks Leem and Master Maruk. But at least she wouldn’t have been a hundred meters away on a staircase, watching their murders.

Fidelis had been inconsolable. At first Scout wanted him scrapped or abandoned, but his anguish at having brought along a confederate who had endangered the heir of the Malreaux line was so deep and obsessive, so obviously hardwired, that even she didn’t believe he had been involved in their betrayal. They had thought about sending him away, but in the end that, too, seemed impractical. Having found Whie at last, nothing short of being cut in half with a lightsaber was going to keep the droid from following him. “If you refuse to let me come inside your ship, I’ll just rivet myself to the hull,” he’d said, and frankly they had believed him.

Yoda finally found what he was looking for in the fifth junkyard they visited on Jovan Station: a swaybacked old nag of a ship, an ancient B-7 light freighter with red blotches over the cargo bay doors.

“Rust?” Whie said. “How do you get rust with no air and no water?”

That got a big belly laugh out of the junkyard operator. “Naw, this little girl got held up by pirates, you see. Those red splotches aren’t rust, they’re—”

“How much?” Yoda said quickly.

Scout and Whie grimaced at one another. Master Yoda preferred not to use the Force for something as simple as arguing over a price.

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