The day was just as bad as Etain had anticipated. Some of the other occupying mercenaries thought it was okay to sexually harass to the of almost sexually assaulting her. Fortunately she was able to escape... then had to restrain herself from violently beating an individual who'd seen done nothing about and then had the insensitivity to commented on how she "wasn't pretty enough to be raped." It was only her Jedi training and sense of compassion that prevented her from lashing out with her emotions and feeding the man. As it was, she could already feel the threat of the dark side, calling to her to let loose her anger and to give this man "righteous Revenge".
The revenge wouldn't have been righteous, nor would've been satisfying because if anything it would've just firstly satisfying as it was it wouldn't change his opinion, and it would just result in somebody getting beaten up for being a misogynistic pig which while satisfying in a sense, was not going to change the mindset of the viewer, nor was it going to help her situation, except for forgive her an emotionally visceral satisfaction and secondly, it would reveal her and ended with her dead.
She sat down in the grove that she now found herself trying to meditate and trying to let go of her anger and fear. That seemed to be her problem now although given the situation, several masters of her order would've been understanding of her anger and fear. After all the women of the order would probably not be too pleased to say it lightly if somebody tried that crap on them. And she knew that the men of the order while not all of them would understand that they would try to at least show some compassion and try to understand for her viewpoint.
"Hey kid!" Etain looked up startled by the call. She quietly pocked out her head to see a Weequay looking around. Upon spotting her the the being waved her over gently. Etain hesitated slightly but it wasn't worth causing a fuss.
"Are you okay?" He asked looking genuinely concerned. In the Force she felt his sincerity.
"Sorry about that piece of bantha dung. He's a piece of work no lie. I beat the bantha poodoo outta him if that makes you feel better. That ain't no way to treat a lady."
"Um thanks?" Etain said a bit flustered. She wasn't expecting sympathy from the local...Her gaze sharpened as she realized that he were part of the local mercenaries. Soon he realized she was looking at his gear and Weequay shrugged.
"A being's gotta make a livin' you know? Names Kua Shaldras," the Weequay said. "Look if you need some help I can arrange somethin' to help. Let's face it this place here is a dump what with the locals not giving a hoot and colonizers being murglaks."
"Aren't all colonizers always murglaks?" Etain asked.
"Yeah but these guys take the uj cake and thats saying somethin' coming from someone from Hutt Space," Kua shrugged.
"Hey friend! The Scorekeeper smiles on us! We hunt for some farmers that caused a fire near Gurlanin territories!" A Trandoshan called coming up upon them. She looked down at her then bowed respectfully. "Well met Hunter I am Qzuyeb Lrsch."
"Hunter? Her?" Kua looked at the Trandoshan and her skeptically.
"Can't you see it?" Qzuyeb said gesturing to her. "She walks like a hunter. The thing is that the Scorekeeper is testing her seeing when she is ready."
"You're such a mom," Kua rolled his eyes.
"I am and I'm proud of my hatchlings like you," she smiled friendly for a Trandoshan while ruffling Weequay which made Etain relax slightly. "Now whats wrong here?"
"She was..." He looked over at her as if asking permission. Etain nodded so he turned back to his compatriot. "One of the boys almost sexually assualted her."
"What." The friendly tone was completely gone replaced with a savagery that screamed trouble and her eyes harded to stone. "Who?"
"I don't know I didn't recognize him except he was drunk," Etain whispered.
"Scorekeeper help me, come hatchling. We've got room in my section of the barracks. Not many room with a Trandoshan. You shall be safe."
"Um what about Hokan?" Etain asked. She was relieved to have shelter but not if she was immediately killed for it.
"He doesn't come down," Kua assured her. "Seriously that guy is two canisters short of a weapons pack. Don't worry kid. You're safe with us. We're underlings so unless we cause an issue no one pays attention to us."
OK, this was odd. She had been on the run from them and now they were kindly taking her in. The Force indeed had a sense of humor and she right now was the butt of the joke. "Are you sure?"
"Positive now come on kid," Kua gestured her to come over. "We've gotta..."
His sentence went unfinished as Qzuveb quickly raised her blaster making Etain jerk him back suddenly as the Force warned her and made an expert shot into the crowd taking down what looked like an old lady...except said old lady flicked and appeared to change form.
"Gurlanin," she hissed walking up to the downed being. "Blast it all I thought I told those tribes to stay out of this village. I told them that the humans would probably start shooting at them."
"Clearly this one decided not to listen...I wonder if its the rogue ones we've been hearing about from the elders..."
"Probably is," Qzuveb grumbled as she walked down to the Gurlanin. She roughly picked up the being and slung her over her shoulders like trophy. It made Etain shiver slightly before she internally smacked herself for her specism. Not all Trandoshans were bloodthirsty after all. Sskaar and now her were an excellent example for one. "We'll lock this one up and report to the Gurlanin soon. Come hatchlings."
