![]() ![]() ![]() She passed it off to her doppelgänger and reached for Atton’s blaster, the force pike held against his chest. The woman holding Atton hostage lowered her pike from his throat and stepped around him, returning a few moments later with Kreia’s vibrosword in one hand. There was a soft clatter behind her and Meetra half-turned her head before the increasing pressure on her neck stopped her. “It is not our wish to harm you.” She left the implication unspoken. “Do as I say, and your questions will be answered.” The woman’s voice was calm and measured, but she couldn’t hide the undercurrent of annoyance in her words. ![]() “Are you with the Exchange? Did you take our shi-” “Who are you?” The pike at Meetra’s throat pressed harder into her skin, a silent but clear warning, which she ignored. Atton tried to lean away from his assailant’s force pike, but she tilted the point up into the soft flesh beneath his chin. ![]()
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