[Devrin pov]
"Dev, are you sure about this?" My now 5 year old brother asks me as I drag a case half my size through the desert town. "What if-"
"Hey I told you, no death flags. We go drop this off to the mando, and gtfo. That's it. Mandolorians pay their debts."
I say not sure how accurate that info is.
I mean the force hasn't said anything, if you can call it that, so we'll b- stop, no death flags.
Speaking of the force, it's been a year since we took our first foray into the force. After that first day we slowly became accustomed to our 'new normal'. It turn out mom is way stronger in the force than I thought, though in one direction.
She struggles with at physical side of the force, telekinesis especially, but she's like a fish in water on the mental side. She was sharp in that area before but now it's a whole different level. I thought I couldn't lie to her before. Now? She know before I even say the words.
And Anakin? A chosen one is chosen for a reason, it's in the name. Within a month the droid that was just a skeleton, was now a fully fledged C-3P0 equipped with the butler like speech and cowardly attitude. His skill with Mecha Deru only improving with time, though stopping him from creating new droids like C-3P0, wouldn't want Watto getting any funny ideas.
I did however have him make a small assistant droid, no larger that two feet, to clean weapons with. Just a small cleaning droid repurposed for gun maintenance. Using the holonet it could download information on ways to clean the current gun they hold. In the core worlds it would be seen an unnecessary piece of equipment. Blasters rarely need field maintenance, except on planets with hostile environments, and I think Tatooine counts as a hostile environment.
Anakin and I continue walking thru the landing area of the mando ship out side the town. Spotting the silver and blue armor of our buyer, we walk cautiously toward our destination. As we approach it dawns on me how screwed we are if he decides that he doesn't have to pay us. I mean that's a mando, rumored to be- stop focus up, we're here.
"Hello Mr. Mando." I say opening up the greetings. He doesn't return it."we have your maintenance droid." I continue, opening the box and tilting it for his view. "We also added holonet capabilities, so you can change your weapons without worrying."
He doesn't say anything but I can sense something, approval, almost something like respect. "Your payment is in the box behind that rock." He points to a boulder about 40 feet away. I nod at Anakin and he takes off for the rock.
"You sure you should send your friend alone?"
"He's my brother, and I trust the mando code." Approval again, I picked the right one. "Do you have a name mando? Calling you by your peoples name feels racist."
"Jango."
"Huh?" No way I'm in front of THE JANGO FETT. What could he possibly be doing on Tatooine.
"You know me kid?" His approval quickly shifted to suspicion. Damn I couldn't keep a straight face.
Fixing my face and clearing my throat, "just some rumor from other mercenaries, nothing too crazy, just that you could take down a whole squad of republic soldiers with nothing but a beskar sword."
Anakin is walking back with the box in hand, placing it at my feet "all here."
Swapping out the contents of the box I reply, "Perfect. Well thanks for the business Mr. Jango, i hope we cross paths again."
Turning on my heels Anakin and I leave the area at a much faster rate than arrived. "What's our haul?" I ask Anakin basically pulling him along at this point.
"Three DL-28 pistols, one E-11 rifle, and two frag grenades. I think don't think he tampered with any of it."
"You've been around Watto for too long, that's a true mando, if anything it would have been more dangerous had he tried to fleece us."
"Yeah, but it was still dangerous, what if mom found out?"
"Then she finds out. I can't keep secrets from her forever, she eventually find out, but until then NO SNITCHING." I said giving him a look.
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It been 2 years since our interaction with Jango, slowly but surely building strength for the last two years. Mom and Anakin have been growing steadily, especially Anakin. The support system of mom and I, giving his growth wings. Just yesterday I had him start a secret project.
Mom on the other has become sort of a spiritual leader in our community, always lend a ear and helping them. I can't understand why she does it, but if it work for her it's fine with me.
As I practice meditation in my room, a sense off urgency appears, albeit very weak. It's As though the force is guiding me somewhere. I guess it's time for my revan holocron. The connection slips as if it's telling me not yet.
Hmmm interesting. I guess I'll have to move up something. But no plan survives the enemy, gotta do this right. Time to get our freedom.