Jason's eyes scanned the market, storm-troopers were everywhere. They were looking for Jedi, was it not enough they killed a majority of them during order 66? the ones that remained were just trying to live normal civilian lives, but these bucket heads clearly had other plans. He scoffed as he handed over the credits he owed for the food he had bought himself for the week. He made good money as a subtle mercenary, not exactly what his mentor had in mind for him but food needed to be put on the table and unfortunately the people he got rid of weren't all too undeserving.

All of a sudden a ruckus was starting, storm troopers yelling at civilians to not move, blasters pointed. Jason's head swiveled to where the commotion was coming from when he saw you, lightsaber draw and poised to attack.

He groaned, handing the bag of food back to the vendor, throwing in some extra credits to gaurentee it'd still be waiting for him once he dealt with this. He swooped in with ease, already prepared to force persuade these troopers.

Calm as a candle Jason stepped in between you and the troopers, he hissed at you "Put that thing away, Just lemme work my magic."You did as he instructed, and Jason used force persuasion to convince the Storm Troopers that it'd been a huge misunderstanding, successfully diffusing the situation.

As soon as those troopers walked away you went to follow, Jason grabbed you by the scruff and clicked his tongue in annoyance."Oh no, you dont. You are not going anywhere kid."