After some perusal at the supermarket, Kai wound up just grabbing a bunch of sugary foods and throwing them in the cart. It was when he reached the self-checkout that things went horribly wrong.
There was a sudden loud noise from elsewhere in the store. War veteran that he was, Kai instantly recognized the sound of blaster fire. Though he instantly dropped what he was holding (a case of Fizzyglug soda) and reached for his lightsaber, there was an instant in which he considered just finishing what he was doing and walking out. After all, this wasn’t his problem. He wasn’t a Jedi anymore, he had other things to do, and—
A scream for help silenced all his doubts. Kai vaulted over the checkout machines, crouching down low as he peered between the aisles of groceries, searching for the source of the disturbance.
There—a tall, imposing humanoid male wielding a bowcaster.
Who the hell holds up a supermarket? he wondered, creeping closer. The guy was sweating and his eyes were bloodshot. Clear signs of agitation and mental distress. Maybe he was suffering some sort of psychotic break?
Kai kept moving, scouting for injured. Looked like nobody was hurt, though the big guy had taken a couple of shoppers hostage. Kai made his move.
“
Hey,” he said, grabbing the man’s attention before lacing a mind trick through his words. “
You want to put the bowcaster down.”
The guy just stared at him, then with a snarl he raised the bowcaster and fired. Kai ducked, rolling into cover behind a shelf as a flurry of bolts hit the spot where he had been standing.
His comlink went off. With a beleaguered sigh, Kai immediately slapped the answering button. This day was already horrible; he didn’t want to make it worse by refusing to answer a call from the Countess. “
Hello?”
"...Heyyyyy, Kai. Could you maybe get like a pizza there toooo? If they have one maybe please?"
“
Sure,” he said, as another volley of shots hit the wall nearby. “
Do you want a frozen pizza, or the ones they make in the store?”
