Entry Number 050603A
I grunt heavily when I hear the sound of many people talking, pushing the blanket off me. The sun was already out and shining straight into my goddamn eye, but it was temporarily blocked by a large figure looming over me. I noticed the white cape and I closed my eyes once more, turning my head. I felt a nudge into my rib cage with the tip of someone's boot.
"Rose, leave me the fuck alone." I murmur, before I feel a heavy, rough hand shake my shoulder. When I open my eyes again and cover the sun from the sky with my hand, I stare back at the face of a pale, scarred and older man, making me widen my eyes and pull away. I grab at my blaster from my belt and pull it up, pressing it between his eyes. He laughs, the cigar hanging from his lips and the ash slowly falling to the sand. Behind him, I notice revving freighters and bots with Rogan leaning against the ship's wall, speaking to someone on the holocam. From the dark mane of hair, I figure it's Ren.
"I won't hurt you. We're here to take you to Bight. You children could've died here." Raller said, a strand of hair falling into his maroon eyes. I see Rose in the background, making me sigh in agreement. He pulls away, pushing his hand into his pocket and the other helps me up. I notice his swagger and the way he limps, but don't say anything.
He was wearing a necklace identical to Rose's.
"Rose, leave me the fuck alone." I murmur, before I feel a heavy, rough hand shake my shoulder. When I open my eyes again and cover the sun from the sky with my hand, I stare back at the face of a pale, scarred and older man, making me widen my eyes and pull away. I grab at my blaster from my belt and pull it up, pressing it between his eyes. He laughs, the cigar hanging from his lips and the ash slowly falling to the sand. Behind him, I notice revving freighters and bots with Rogan leaning against the ship's wall, speaking to someone on the holocam. From the dark mane of hair, I figure it's Ren.
"I won't hurt you. We're here to take you to Bight. You children could've died here." Raller said, a strand of hair falling into his maroon eyes. I see Rose in the background, making me sigh in agreement. He pulls away, pushing his hand into his pocket and the other helps me up. I notice his swagger and the way he limps, but don't say anything.
He was wearing a necklace identical to Rose's.