Star Wars: Welcome the Wicked

Before Ian could formulate a response, Werrin yelled out, "Grandfather! What the hell are you doing here, you're an old man for junk's sake," and he clambered down from Jents rooftop, before rushing through the quickly parting crowd.

The Doc dismissed his grandson. "Quiet ma-boy, Jent was my disciple, and I'll hear no speak of me sitting home with nothing to do but twiddle my thumbs as you avenge him, it's not proper. Anyway, Jedi, can you truly help us; can you contact your people?"

"My... people," Ian muttered, thinking he had been mistaken for a Jedi, or more likely a youngling, of the Order, "No, I can't... Not unless you wait. If you give me enough time I'm sure, I can contact them. There is no need for you to fight the Sith, you really don't stand a chance against it."

Ian wanted to stall the Junkers, because if they waited a few weeks, maybe months, he was sure he could become strong enough to deal with the corrupt-being by himself.

Slightly out of breath, Werrin joined the conversation, giving his grandfather a glare before turning to Ian, "Out of the question, I will not wait around while that thing; that abomination, eats my master's corpse." There was an intense look of fury on Werrins face, "That F*cker, it returned Dresden and Peretti earlier today, that's why I went after it in the first place, why my master is... is... It left them outside their assigned refuge... There was nothing left of them, their bones had been cracked, and the marrow sucked out... We could only identify them by their f*cking masks!"

Behind Werrin, the Junker army started chanting again, "Justice! Justice! Justice!"

Werrin turned to face the crowd, "We will hunt that thing down! We will strip it for parts and its flesh will become our fertilizer!" He roared, raising a tightly clenched fist in the air.

{Writing this ↑ all I can hear is: "Your blood will be my lotion." Does anyone get the reference?}

Ian had tried, but there was no way he was going to stall this angry mob. His mind whirled as he tried to think of a way to reduce the chances of them all dying fighting the monster, and he came up with a basic plan.

"Then... At least instead of going after it, can you set up a defence in the caves. I can draw it to you, and you'll stand a better chance of fighting it here; in your territory, than out there." Ian pleaded to the Junkers.

The corrupt being was locked onto Ian so he only had to leave the cave system temporarily for it to come after him, and maybe this way, before he lured it in, he could set up some sort of trap with the help of Nikola. The Junkers could also build some fortifications; barriers to hold the abomination back so that they could shoot at it safely from a distance.

"Draw it in, how? One of your Jedi abilities perhaps, because from what I've heard from Werrin the creature is demonstrably fast. I very much doubt you could run from it, and even if you could; you're our guest, and a child, we wouldn't ask you to take that risk," the doc said, stroking his beard in thought.

"Yes, I can draw it in with a Jedi ability, and no, I'm not a child, It's... just how my species looks, so I won't be sitting back 'twiddling my thumbs' as you all fight," Ian said, quoting the Doc in rebuttal.

What Ian said was somewhat true; It was his connection to the force that had attracted the monstrosity to him, and although technically his physical body was that of a child's, mentally he had lived for more than twenty years.

"We can do that... The depot would be the best place to set up an ambush, there's plenty of scrap for weapons and more than enough to build some rudimentary defences too... Its almost fitting, killing that monster with the help of the recourses that my master helped collect," Werrin said, sounding wistful at the idea.