One Wine with a Kick to it. (Vincent)

[Kei Amadis]

Naboo
Gallo Mountains
Afternoon.

Naboo, not somewhere you’d see the large unshaven Epicanthx often. Nice place, good people, generally they were okay, not needing a Jedi or soldier’s help. He went where he was needed. To get a call from an old wildcard crewmate, was unexpected but not unwelcome. Wildcards, one unit of former republic special forces soldiers who served with him, now scattered on various planets. He still thought of them as his crew all the way back from his army days, because they’d seen plenty of action together.

Green combat fatigues, black t-shirt, blaster rifle Kira slung over one shoulder and his saber unity clipped to his other hip, he had a black tactical pack over his shoulders containing various survival kits, and thick black boots which looked like they’d seen some use.

Gallo Mountains, isolated and considered a sacred place for the Gungans, who held a fondness a monument in it’s swampy foothills. Mapping device in his hand, kei was tracking the last known location of his old crewmate, straight toward the aroma of the Summit farm winery to be exact. A modest farmhouse with simple flower fields. Winery, at this rate he’d end up worse than [member="Fyor Nayus"] for drinking.

"Hey, anyone there?"

Where is everybody, he was watchful, alert, like someone who'd spent far too long on the run with more than one bounty on his head. Strangely the simple farm house was empty, with a makeshift wine tasting seating area outside. Nothing was out of place. Nothing, the place looked absolutely deserted, like it had been swept clean... it would take someone really observant to see the signs of weapon fire that were expertly hidden and painted over.

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[Vincent Solah]

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In the afternoon, especially on Naboo, you'd see Vincent most likely at a diner. Food was something he loved, not that he ate a lot, just that he did eat something really good when he could. Due to his fitness, it was common you would see him still fit after eating something really bad for his body. He believed in staying fit, especially since he was a Jedi. There was something about being a Jedi that he didn't like sometimes. The responsibility with having the force. Vin liked using the force, it was his main weapon as well as friend. Not that it could talk or anything, but it aided him in many situations.

One thing odd happened that particular afternoon. Something tingled in the force. Almost like how when you smell something really nice and you want to find out what it is. So, he started off in the direction the force led him. For some reason, it was something around the Gallo Mountains. Vin figured this out when he was slowly traveling through the mountains. After a few minutes of traveling through them, Vincent stopped and thought about what the tingling was for. Maybe another Jedi needed help? Or it could be a sith hurting someone.

After his thoughts, he continued walking through the mountains until he got to an odd place or somewhere he's never been. It had a farm in the area with a house or something like that. Vin hadn't went into the area completely, only four steps when he heard a voice. He stood still not knowing if it was someone about to attack or anything.

 

[Kei Amadis]

An Epicanthx at heart, Kei didn’t have a great deal of subtly or tact, when he was looking for a friend, he was really looking. Pulling doors open, walking right through the farmhouse and out the other side. Nothing. His tracker said his friend was here, and this was the place, he turned it off and clipped the device to his belt.

Not having seen Vincent yet, or used his force senses, he thinking like a soldier and looking with his eyes. “Hey!” Kei shouted out loud, “A friend looking for Taryn Ison”, his call met with silence. Giving a heavy shrug of his shoulders, and a scratch of his chin.

What now?

However he did have training to use his force sense, which is what the Jedi fell back on, searching through the force for any trace of the wildcard soldier, and then anyone nearby. Something felt off, he didn’t know what yet, was he being watched? Hand instinctively resting by his hip, he strode over in the direction of what he sensed, Vincent.

“I am a Jedi.” Kei said clearly and confidently, “you can come out.” Didn’t matter who it was, he wasn’t going to hurt them, but he felt like he was being watched.

Unseen, a small glint from somewhere else far away in the distance caught the sun, harmless or not?

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As the voice spoke again and the man came into view, Vin walked out after he was done talking. He was slowly focusing the force to be ready for any type of attack. "Okay Mr. Jedi." he said with a jokeful tone although there was no reason to be joking. He kept the force close as he walked out into the open.

 

[Kei Amadis]

A broad grinning face met the Joke, and a chuckle. Kei was naturally tense given his background, and recent history in the war, his hand was never far from his hip, bringing it to rest when he saw the stranger.

“Friend. Looking for Taryn Ison,” Kei assumed the man facing him, force user or not, was working here. Outward the reflection glinted again, way off in the distance catching the mountainside sun, it drew Kei’s attention to the distance, then disappeared. He stared for a long while, narrowing his eyes.

Looking back to [member="Vincent Solah"], Kei’s grin returned, “Quiet around here, holiday?” Something felt off, he was being watched again, there was a tension in his neck and back. The different bounty hunters out there on his neck, always left a sense of unease.

Training, experience, plenty of time seeing it. Blaster burns. Yeah he saw them, they were well hidden behind Vincent on the farmhouses wall, painted over, cleaned up but they were there. Kei walked over and touched the markings with his hand. Something bad was about to happen.

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Seeing the grin on the man's face, Vin was wondering if he had any plans on attacking him. However, when he relaxed, he pushed the thought out of his mind. "Don't know the name but I must be involved with him or her. The force led me here." he explained thinking about the name. Then the man looked at the mountains for some reason. It seemed odd but the man was looking for someone.

"Indeed its quiet. But I doubt that." he replied wondering what the holiday would be if it was the case. Vincent followed the man over to the house with the man but keeping a distance of four feet in between them. When they would stop, he would ask him a question. "What are you looking for." he would ask as he kept focusing on the force just in case he needs to defend himself in a split second. Something felt odd as he looked around the area, and he didn't like it.

 

[Kei Amadis]

“Force led you?” That meant Jedi, Sith or someone else was involved, “You’re looking for him too?”. Kei was practical when it came to force application, some of his other old crewmates weren’t, he looked at it directly, too directly truth be known and could use some of the wisdom and patience older Jedi displayed.

Still squatting, moving aside the undergrowth, and scratching his chin with his free hand, always that thin line of stubble greeting his fingers. “Not sure.” Kei answered bluntly, suspicions rising. “Blaster burns,” they looked faint, “here, someone’s covered their tracks.” Pointing to the wall, the ex-soldier traced a very faint outline, one easily missed unless you’d see it far too many times.

Sun hit that light in the distance again, catching his eye, and he looked up.

“GET DOWN!” He threw his heavy weight into [member="Vincent Solah"]. You didn’t see or hear so much a shot as an old sniper, especially a Jedi, you just knew it was on it’s way. Thudding next to them a cracking small explosive round hit the edge of the building, sending dust flying, perhaps a bolter, perhaps worse. Scrambling for cover, training taking over. “Move!” He would pull the man with him, diving for the nearest solid wall.

A sniper... There were more fearsome things than blasters this galaxy had to send your way, and they were on the receiving end of one.

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Who? Vin was wondering who him was. It wasn't too often that he met people at an abandoned place because of the force. Turning sideway and looking at a mountain. Then, as the man talked about the situation, Vin admired the scenery. "You are very good at interp-" his breath was knocked out of him as the man hit into him. The force that was built up inside of him was released towards a tree as he was pulled. The tree split right in half and Vin didn't like it. "I can handle myself. But I guess a thanks would be appropriate."

 

[Kei Amadis]

“You hurt?” First he was checking the man over, then checking himself, hands up in apology, “sorry, old reactions.” Something he’d need to temper down if he was ever going to be the Jedi he wanted to be, and others needed him to be. First things first though, survive today.

Another shot came crashing in, smaller but faster than the first, taking a small explosive charge into the ground, thankfully the sniper had miss judged the wind on this one, and all they got was a lot of mud and earth kicking up around them.

Each time whoever it was aiming down on them had to pause to reload, and that gave them precious seconds to move. Moving with the force, using it to take him out of, then into cover, he rolled over and away.

It was a big open range here, he didn’t think they’d make it out on foot, an old snipers eyes scanning the terrain for what they could use to get to safety. “One of us is going to have to try and get behind him.” The other one was going to have to play possum, neither sounded all that appealing, but their attacker couldn’t shoot in two directions at once. "Unless you have a better idea?"

Kei stood up again, to face a third shot coming in. Force shield extending just past the wall in front of him, a shimmering silver hue to outer edge. He angled it as the shot came in, and the projectile glanced off the outer edge of his shield, sending him reeling off his feet, but thankfully it hit away harmlessly exploding mid air.

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