Setting
They were nearing her house. Her tiny farm was in sight and considering she hadn't been home in several days, her eyes brightened a fraction as they got closer. "There.. the white house there." She lifted her arm to point and winced once more in pain.
He walked up to the door, and waited for Avery to press the doorbell or ask him to knock. She would be the first person he'd saved, and it felt good.
"Home Sweet Home, huh?" He said, smiling.
Still, her belongings had been stolen and she just now realized that they hadn't been tossed out with her when they had dumped her out of the van. So she rang the doorbell. Inside, there was a scuffling sound and a brief bout of cursing before a small man, perhaps 4'10" tall with a wide round face topped with silvery hair snatched open the door.
"Whaddya wan...." He blinked through large thick-rimmed glasses at the site of Avery and instantly became more animated.
"Where in the 'ell ya been, girlie? Yer parents 'ave been calling 'round 'ere e'ryday lookin' for ye!"
He pulled his mask back over his mouth, and it clicked on as it purified the air he breathed. It was just a precaution that his father had recommended.
She knew it could b a sith but something about this didn't seem right why not just kill her if it was a sith. Could it be the jedi? Possibly but she found that it would be unlikely for a jedi to hire a sith but who knew. But she was more keen to believe this was someone else. Tara still had her sabers in her sweater but the bulkiness hid the objects from view.
"I am surrendering! I will go peacefully. I have no quarrel with your contractor and actually I am willing to hear him out. As for you you may be sith but as I am no longer a jedi I have no quarrel with you either." Tara said.
Neverthless, her employer wanted SarTara in one piece unharmed, so that worked out, although, Tuyer Siya better have a damn good reason for this job. The Sith Assassin produced a pair of energy binders and bound SarTara's hands behind her back. Activating the binders, The Sith Assassin then forced Sartara into a walk.
"Tuyer Siya is going to be happy to see you. Shame we wont let me rough you up a bit before he sees you. What in Firefiek did you do to earn a Mark from the Jedi Order ? Heck we'd take you in without any trouble as it is!" The Sith grumbled as she moved. Dragging SarTara along towards the meeting place.