“I’m not the one chasing me around with a stick!” While staying hidden, he tried to scan their surroundings, searching desperately for something useful. “They’re shooting at both of us! Why are they shooting at me? I haven’t done anything!”įinn knew exactly why they were shooting at her, and he felt terrible about it. Peeping cautiously through a gap in the scrap pile behind which they’d taken cover, she muttered urgently at Finn. Rey and her companions hunkered down inside a larger tent crammed with machine parts, crates of salvage, and other mechanical detritus. Their efforts slowed but did not halt the pursuing stormtroopers.
Those who weren’t scattering in every direction were doing their best to shield their stock. By now a general panic had seized the denizens of the marketplace. “No! This way.”Īnother blast from behind just missed them.
“I know how to run without you holding my hand!” Skidding to a stop, she gestured sharply to her left.
“I’m not disputing that!” She finally managed to free her fingers from his. Saves the trouble of having to ask questions.” “Those two would rather identify us from smoking bits and pieces.
We in the Resistance have to be knowledgeable about such things.” As he ran, he nodded back the way they had come. “I mean, as a Resistance fighter, I’m familiar with stormtrooper procedure. “We gotta move! I know how they…” Mindful of what he had told her, he backed up and began anew. Still holding tight to Rey’s hand, Finn darted in and out among the flimsy structures, dodging outraged owners and piles of goods alike. A third struck a cleaning unit, which immediately began spewing smoke and corrosive fumes. Unlike Rey, the droid needed no urging.Ī moment later a pair of blaster explosions obliterated the spot where they had been standing. “Hey!” she protested, but allowed herself to be pulled along. Grabbing Rey’s hand, he started backward into the maze of tents and temporary structures that formed the marketplace. One of the banged-up hooligans was pointing in Finn’s direction. The sun gleamed off the bright white armor of two stormtroopers. Trailing her gaze, he was able to make out in the distance the hulking forms of the two thugs who had attacked the girl and tried to steal the droid. “What is it?” She looked up, past the now concerned Finn. He might have added more if not for the sudden interruption from a stream of excited beeps. “Really?” was all he could think of to say. Was she serious? It was true that Jakku was a backwater world, but still…