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Steam spouted from the espresso maker while you created a drink for your customer. The customer smiled with a nod when you handed her the drink.
"Angel!"called a voice behind you.
You turned to see one of your employee's freaking out while your assistant manager/best friend Terin looked at you with a grin.
She nodded twoards a table making her long curly scarlet red hair bounce.
"One of your hot Jedi's needs a coffee. The newby suddenly freaked out about him going head over heels."
You made a double shot espresso before walking over to a man your age wearing a tan cloak. He was looking out the glass window next to him.
You smirked sitting down at the table across from him looking at him with your green eyes.
"When are you going to stop freaking out my new employee's Shawn?"
His sand blonde short hair glistened under the sun as his ocean blue eyes turned to you with a smile.
"When is a young woman like yourself going to upgrade the cafe to Floor 2?"
Leaning back in your chair you brushed back your long brown wavy hair ignoring his question looking out the window next to you.
He sighed,"you will never quit will you? The rebel angel you are. That's why people like the council and I come to your shop Angel. You're one of a kind."
A soft chuckle came from him before he sipped on his espresso you brought over making a melting motion in his seat.
He's right though. Ever since I've opened this cafe on Floor 1 I had no reputation or respect from anyone in this city.
Floor 1 is ground level for the poor or people trying to survive like me. Floor 2 is where all the returants and people who can afford flying cars go. People who have built a reputation with society who are well known for their restaurants or store's move to that level.
Then there's Floor 3 where all the rich and greedy people live with all the 5 star restaurants and hotel's.
I've kept my cafe at Floor 1 because I don't believe that your reputation should be based on what Floor you're on. I want everyone to afford a coffee and in return smile in the delightment of the treat they get.
When Shawn came into the cafe he was the first famous customer to visit our little shop. Jedi now a days are like seeing a movie star. We all know about them but rarely see them since they are always traveling to different worlds and nebulas.
With Shawn's short blonde hair, light blue eyes, scruffy beard and slender tall figure he might as well be a movie star. People from all over started to come to our shop after he did. There's never been a slow day at work ever since.
Terin has always had a crush on Shawn when she started helping at the cafe. We've been best friend's since day 1 even if she has a bad temper twoards some rude customers and him. But with her ability to translate any language from different worlds she comes in handy at times.
"Angel? Hello? Earth to Angel?," asked Shawn snapping his finger in your face.
Blinking back to reality you smiled at him as he chuckled shaking his head sitting back down in his chair.
"I'm sorry Shawn", you spoke,"what were you saying?"
He smiled," I've decided to ask Terin out on a date tonight."
"No way!", you beamed,"that's awesome! Congratulations! It's about time you grew a set!"
"Hey!", he growled.
"I hope you two have a good time tonight! I'll have her leave early so that she can get ready for your date", you smiled looking over to her serving customers at the counter.
"Are you sure Angel?", he asked concerned,"that means that you get to close the shop alone."
Turning back to him you gave him a thumbs up,"I'll be fine. I still have my laser gun you gave me."
"It's not that I'm worried about you Angel," he spoke getting serious.
Oh, thanks prick.
"Earlier today we encountered a trespasser that attacked us Jedi. We followed him to this nebula but soon lost him in an asteroids debris. There's a very slim chance but he may of taken refuge here on planet Earth. I know you live out of town across Sand Worm Desert but I worry about you. You've been a good friend to me Angel, and I care about your well being and safety. Even though you are well capable of kicking my ass in hand to hand combat."
You stood up with a smile,"don't worry Shawn. I would like to see someone try to outrun my 74-Z bike or shoot her down. The only thing you should worry about is that firey little red head and her temper. I'll see you two tomorrow bright and early unless she kills you."
Shawn relaxed with a smile,"we will. I would hate to be the one to mess with you Angel. Please be safe."
You waved to him before going back to work for the day.
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After locking up shop that night you drove your speed bike through town reaching the border to the desert.
Putting on your goggles you sped through the sand maneuvering past rocks and bushes. The gold sunset lightened the sky in the horizon by the time you reach the entrance of the forest to the mountains.
While you were adjusting your bike for the narrow path leading up the mountain a loud crash was heard behind you. A small patch of flames erupted a quarter of a mile out in the desert. Looking up at the sun a worried feeling set in your stomach. You've always try to make it out of the desert before sunfall because of the sandworms and sinkholes.
Damn it! What should I do?
The sound of a lightsaber was heard from where the flames burned.
Someone's out there!
Quickly you spun your bike around speeding in the direction towards the fire. Unsheathing your laser gun from your bike you jumped off when you neared the crash. You ran up the sandhill to see a small spaceship burning in flames below with broken pieces scattered everywhere. A tall figure dressed in a black robe was fighting off sandworms jumping at him from the sand.
The figure swung his red saber at one of the worms slicing it in half. While the worm screamed in pain dying the guy stumbled forward holding his side.
He's hurt!
You bit your lip in hesitation watching him struggle to stand.
But I thought red light sabers mean that he's a bad guy?
Another sandworm lunged at him burrowing into the sand swinging it's tail hitting him. His body sprawled to the ground as his saber landed in the sand away from him.
I've seen Shawn use red light sabers before when he lost his saber a couple of times on the job. I can't stand by and watch this Jedi die!
You noticed he wasn't getting back up while the worms circled his body like sharks circling it's prey. Quickly you got up running towards the man. You shot your gun at the oncoming sandworms as you helped him get up on his feet.
"Can you walk?", you asked shooting your gun.
With his hood hiding his face he nodded bairly conscious before you helped him to your bike. Kick starting your bike, he sat behind you leaning against your back. Just when you were about to leave you remembered something.
His lightsaber!
Whipping the bike around you throttled it twoards the crash sight. A scream from a sandworm erupted behind you as it emerged from the ground arching at the saber laying in the sand ahead of you. Reaching your hand out you kicked the bike sideways along side the lunging sandworm.
I can't reach it!
Suddenly you felt something snap inside you as the saber quickly launched into your right hand just when the worm burrowed into the sand. Something wet soaked your back when you entered the forest border. You quickly shut off the bike when you reach your house on top of the mountain.
"General! I need help!", you yelled trying to drag the man's unconcious body to the door.
A robot with the spitting image of General Grievous came running out of the house towards you. He picked up the guy in his arms following you through the front door.
"Place him on the table! Give him a sedative before he goes into shock! I'll grab the bandages!", you yelled running twoards the bathroom grabbing the medical kit.
(Sorry for the horrible drawing of the house layout above)
When you came back, General was in the kitchen grabbing rags to wipe off the blood pooled on the kitchen table. The unconscious man layed on his back with his hood covering his face. Opening up his cloak you saw an open cut on the side of his stomach over his clothes.
You yelled over your sholder,"General! I need help taking his shirt off!"
General came over gently pulling his coat off as you tied back your hair with a hair tie. You froze when you saw his face. His skin was red with black tattoos going down his neck with horns coming out of his head from every angle like a crown. General took his shirt off revealing more of it all over his well toned body with a scar along his waistline wrapping around his waist.
"Has the sedative kicked in?", you asked General standing next to you.
He nodded,"yes ma'am. Shall I prepare the spare bedroom tonight?"
"Yes please. I would also like for you to read his vitals every hour in case his status changes. When I'm done patching him up please take him to his room."
"Should I make some extra precautions just in case he becomes a threat when he comes to?"
You smiled shaking your head,"no need. I can handle him easily in the condition he's in."
General scoffed,"as can I".
While General prepared the spare bedroom, you stitched his wounds before bandaging him up. General came back carrying his body to the bedroom while you prepared to stitch the holes in his shirt and cloak. When you finished you headed off to bed ready for tomorrow preparing to interrogate this man about all that has happened and just who he might be.