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Quint stayed to the right side as much as she could. She tried to ride in the wake that the Rowan was creating. She watched the droids and the crowd. The Firrerreo's did not pay much attention to her and she was okay with that. As they walked she noticed the store that her master had talked about.
"Rowan, I need to go in there," she said indicating the shop. There were open stalls and carts with droids, parts, and people for sale that had to be navigated. Pick pockets and cut throats stayed way from Rowan as he walked. She got brushed twice but she had no money and let it pass. They stayed away from the light sabers. When the second time she started channeling her force powers be avoided. It wasn't as powerful as Rowan's, "Mess with me and I will blow your head off."
The store was small and cluttered. An old man sat behind a counter and his daughter tried to organize things. The blaster on the counter made it fairly clear that they did not put up with shop lifters.
Quint walked over to the old man and touched his hand. She said, "A friend of mine was a friend of yours." She leaned down a little closer to him, "He told me that you would be keeping something safe for me," shes said almost pleadingly.
"Lot's of people say that," the old man said.
From inside he cloak, she pulled out a light saber that was her masters.
"He carried this," she said.
"Those things are nothing but trouble and heart ache," The old man said.
"Who the hell are you?" he pointed his left hand at Rowan. "Nothing but trouble there too. I've seen you before and I've heard storied," he said. He shook his finger.
His daughter moved, to intervene saying, "Your friend left nothing here. Please leave before trouble comes to us."
She closed her eyes and channeled the force into the light saber trying to find a moment in time, here in this place. There it was. She spoke with her eyes closed still, "Lots of blaster fire coming through the doors and windows. Men in storm trooper armor, some with tassels on their helmets. Then black armor. You were fighting with my master. " She opened her eyes and looked at him. "You let them take you after they cut off your right arm." She let go of the hand and stepped back.
The daughter tried to push them out the door. "Please go, I beg you," she said.
"Girl, give her the box," He said with authority, "It belongs to her now along with the trouble it brings." From with in a pile of assorted junk she pulled out an old wood box. It was about the length of both of Rowan's and and as wide as his hand and a little shorter in height. Three hinges were on the back with a locking clasp on the front. An old Jedi symbol and writing was on the box, almost completely faded.
The girl handed it to Quint then push them out the door and locking it behind them.
Quint had a hundred questions she wanted to ask the old man. He had been a Jedi Master and friends with her master. Something had happened to him.
As they walked through the market, the energy that she had used caused her to be more open to the world around her. Master Anto showed like a beacon as he use his force powers to protect the young ladies. She leaned closer to Rowan and said, "They are going need help, and something tells me we are the ones to help them." She paused for a second, "11'oclock and 100 paces." She started to move her light saber up.