Star Wars D20 - Dawn of Defiance

The woman was badly wounded. Probably a severed abdominal artery thought Brenna. It amazed her that the woman could even stand. Let alone run. But that was exactly what they were doing. Fleeing down side passages, led by the wounded woman, to escape the carnage these strangers had exacted on the stormtroopers.

Follow up:

Not long ago her father, Senator Harold Nilmander, had requested that she find out what she could about this growing resistance to the empire. He had not known at the time that she had plans of her own to assist the resistance in anyway possible. Just months before they spoke. She had found a man willing to give her weapons training. Coupled with the years of diplomatic training her father insisted she have. She had felt ready....

The blood from the woman's wounds was leaving a trail down the hallways. Brenna wanted to stop and at least wrap it. But they had little time as they raced down the corridors.

Brenna remembered their farewell. Her father's concern for her safety almost made her ashamed of her duality. But she had previously hardened her will and was not going to let her resolve break that easily now.

Brenna raged at the men, no.. boys that had opened fire on the stormtroopers. If she had an ounce of sense she would kill them as they ran. Their actions had been stupid and dangerous.  But she had learned long ago that men with guns, at least men like these, were rarely intelligent.

Brenna had been present when her best friend Haly had been taken by the new regime. Haly had been delighted to join the Jedi Academy. For years she had trained. Even teaching Brenna a trick or two. They had discovered as little girls that they were both force sensitive. Her father had forbade her from joining the academy. Prefering that Brenna follow in his diplomatic footsteps. But Brenna now knew. If she had joined the academy. She would have shared Haly's fate.

Their footsteps continue echoing down the corridor. The woman sagged on Brenna's arm. Hopefully they would reach their destination soon. The woman did not have much time left and Brenna wanted to very much find this woman's dissedent friends.

Brenna had selected Sel Zonn Station. Rumors of unrest and dissedent activity made it the perfect choice to begin her investigations. Father had agreed and soon she had found herself on a cruiser leaving Coruscant.

Finally they approached a door and the woman knocked in a rythmic suceccesion, obviously a code. The door opened. Soon Brenna would really know what it would be like to deal with what her father called the low lifes....