A Dantooine Tale

 A man entered a bar, while more well lit  than most he would have preferred it brighter. After surveying the booths for a moment he found what he was looking for, a man in faded green armor. He walked over to the booth, this was Jonathan Archer, someone who had a lot explain.



 Jon watched as Leqi enter the the bar. “ Just in time ” Jon thought to himself as Lee sat down on the faded black leather. “Any trouble finding the place?” Jon asked. “Not really, it’s the only bar in 40 klics. Why so remote? Lee asked. “I eat for free here”  Jon said with a smile. “Ok let’s get down to business. Why am I here, and how are you alive. Lee asked. “Black Sun is after me. I wanted some backup in case things went south. As for your your other question, you guy made me ‘dead’, I decided to keep it that way.” Jon said. “What’d you do to them?” Lee asked. “You know the story.” Jon said. “I remember it involved a large explosion.” Lee replied. “Should I refresh your memory?” Asked Jon. “Why not, the food’s pretty good here.” Lee said as he looked over a menu, “You eat for free?” “It all started forty years ago on Subterrel… TBC