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Natasha looked around the bar, noticing how many people were watching her. It made her nervous because she knew the First Order was looking for her, determined to find her before she could possibly find the Resistance. She'd gone directly to Maz's, knowing as well that the woman was her best chance at getting away. She hadn't gotten away unscathed though. She'd been shot and she was pretty badly injured, but she did her best to hide it in the way she carried herself.

Instead of asking too many questions Maz had just pointed to a man that she explained would help get Natasha off planet and far away, all she had to do was ask. So she started over, fighting the urge to limp. She knew she looked pretty battered up, but she could pretend it was nothing as she sat down beside the man, shifting the hood covering her head a bit which flashed her red hair, one of the biggest things she was trying to hide. "Are you looking for work?"

She looked around before looking at him again. "I need off planet and as far away as possible. I need to get away from anyone who could report back to the First Order and Maz said you're my best bet."

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He nodded, "Okay, we'll start with the two and if you need another one later, that's fine." He gave a little shrug, "And I'll help you get it into the right hands. That's kind of what I do."

Sometimes it was just information, sometimes it was supplies and sometimes it was whole people, alive and intact, though he didn't run rescue missions often.

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She just nodded again, relaxing more as her wounds were healed. She was exhausted and there was a good chance she would sleep fine, even without the patch but she let him take care of her.

Once he was done she grasped his arm, squeezing gently. "Thank you." She murmured before getting more comfortable and falling asleep.

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"You're welcome." He replied, hand resting against hers just for a brief moment. Even though she was already more than half asleep at that point, he still applied one of the number-two painkiller patches to the inside of her wrist, right where she could see it when she woke up, just so she wouldn't panic, not that he thought she was the panicking sort.

That done he returned to the pilot's seat, running through calculations for the next jump to hyperspace and deciding on a destination where he could get a message through to the Resistance without being found out by outside forces.

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It was almost no time before she was asleep, curled up as best as she could in the small cot. She was exhausted and the pain killer really helped in knocking her out cold. It was good for her, even if she had been scared to sleep too deeply in case something happened.

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Ben, for his part, just finished with the calculations and pushed the ship to hyperspace, though it wasn't a long trip, he let them drift in realspace afterwards, they had enough fuel to do so and get to their stop without any problem.

Which was why he was content to let her sleep, since she clearly needed it. He unrolled a mat onto the floor of the cargo area, settling in to meditate for a while himself, since he didn't need the sleep, and didn't want to disrupt hers.

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When she finally did wake up it was slowly, having no sense of imminent danger lurking around. It had actually been a very good sleep for her, not something she'd experienced in a long while. Her eyes opened lazily and she looked around before turning her head and spotting him, smiling softly.

"How long have I been asleep?" She asked quietly, turning onto her side on the cot, hand going over where the skin was still fresh.

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He didn't move from where he was kneeling on the mat, eyes still closed, ankles crossed, sitting back on his heels. His hands were loose on his thighs and while he looked relaxed, there was also the sense that he could set to motion at any moment.

He did, however, answer her easily enough, even with his eyes closed, "About three hours. I was going to wake you if you went more than four." He did open his eyes then, regarding her for a moment, "How do you feel?"

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"I feel a lot better than I did." She said as she stretched a bit more, still careful not to tear the new flesh. "Thank you for taking care of me. I hope you let me repay you when I can." She said as she watched him, tilting her head. "I'm not disturbing you, am I?"

She considered just curling up and napping a bit longer. It wasn't as if she'd gotten a lot of rest lately and she knew she could use it, but she didn't want to sleep too much.

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He shook his head, "No, not at all, I didn't want to disturb you while you slept. Just..." He shook his head again, "Meditating."

He rolled to his feet easily, padding closer, keeping both hands where she could see them, not wanting to startle her. She was feeling better, but she was also still recovering, "Do you mind if I take a look?"

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She raised an eyebrow at the fluid motion, looking up at him as he approached before nodding. "Of course." She said, shifting so he could have easy access to the new flesh. She just relaxed, feeling like she could trust him now. "Thank you for everything." She said before closing her eyes.

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"Probably shouldn't do that until we've actually got you where you need to be." He replied, managing to keep his face mostly expressionless, and his tone level, though there was obvious amusement in his eyes, "But you're welcome."

He looked back at the recently-healed injuries, fingers light against that new-grown skin, "Good, it's going to scar, so not good as new, but all in one piece, and that's what matters."

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"I'm doing it anyways...and I'll probably do it again when we have gotten there." She said, giving him a look before smiling softly. She liked this pilot and she hoped this wouldn't be the last time she saw him.

"Not really worried about scarring. Its not like I've got anyone to show off to." She shrugged a shoulder, rolling onto her back again and stretching again just because it felt good.

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He shrugged in return, stepping back again to give her her space, "Hey, if you can't find someone who appreciates them then it's probably better if you keep looking until you do."

That was his theory on scars, and he had a fair few of them himself.

And then, changing the subject, he asked: "You ready to make planetfall? We can send a couple messages, sort out where to go from here."

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She nodded, smiling at him. "Not that I think you would have any problem finding someone who could appreciate you." She said teasingly, raising an eyebrow before blushing just a bit and laughing.

"Yeah that would work fine. It'll be nice to be able to relax without worrying about First Order soldiers coming after me...or the Knights." She said, sighing.

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He'd been about to answer that first comment when the second instance caught him off-guard. It wasn't exactly a deer in the headlights, but it was damn close, holding almost perfectly still, voice gone just a little quieter as he asked: "Knights?"

The Knights of Ren weren't the only order of Knights, he knew that much, but they were generally the only ones referred to simply by title, and there were few enough people who knew they actually existed and weren't just some ghost story.

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Natasha seemed to notice the difference and she shifted, slowly pushing herself up and nodding. "The Knights of Ren. I was a spy and hired assassin for the First Order until I apparently grew a conscience." She said, her voice soft as she looked anywhere but at him. "They are building a weapon...something that could destroy...well anything in the universe it comes up against. I only know a small bit about it, but I know that Snoke is heavily involved."

She brushed her fingers through her hair. "What he doesn't know is that I also know...where he is. Now. They don't know how much information I got away with. So he sent the Knights after me as well."

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"How many of them are left?" He'd killed two himself, and he didn't know whether or not they'd been replaced, all he knew was that he was supposed to lead them. Or so Snoke had tried to convince him since he was a child.

While he wanted to tell her who he was, he hadn't told anyone before, anyone who knew was already involved somehow, and he couldn't be sure whether or not that was really why Maz had sent her to him.

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"At least three. I'm not sure beyond them. Especially in the last year or two. It could have changed." She said, shaking her head before slowly turning until she was completely on her stomach and pressing her face into a pillow.

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At least three still left one for sure unaccounted for, but that was enough of a margin of error for Ben, "And they're just after you because of what you know?"

As opposed to being after him for what he could do. He didn't think she was a Force-user, though it was possible that she was masking herself from him, it had happened before, but he also wasn't going to make her out herself if she was, if she said they just wanted to make sure she didn't get her information to the Resistance, he'd go with that.

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She nodded before moving and pulling a chip out of a hidden pocket, holding it up to him once before slipping it back. "Its plans and maps. They lead to Snoke's hiding place and pretty much every base they have. It could be the key for the Resistance to finally destroy them all." She sighed.

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His brows both lifted at that, he didn't demand proof that that was what was on the chip, mostly because he could sense her conviction, knew she wasn't hiding anything, which in and of itself was almost terrifying, that sort of focus.

So he just nodded, "We'll get you there. I can promise that much." Because now he felt responsible for her, more than he had before, because if the Knights were after both of them, sticking together just made sense.

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She nodded back, a small smile lighting up her face. "Thank you. I just...get me as close as you can. You're already putting yourself in danger enough for me. You don't have to keep doing it." It was obvious that she didn't expect it. She had been an assassin after all. In her life she'd come across plenty of instances where people would ditch someone in her shoes quickly.

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He gave a little shrug, "Not putting me in as much danger as you might think, actually."

He shook his head then, as if brushing that off, adding: "General Organa is my mother. I've had at least one bounty hanging over my head since before I could walk." Which was as much of an explanation asn he was willing to give right at present.

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Natasha stared at him, her jaw dropping as she took in that information. "Oh my god...thats...wow." She said, shaking her head. "Is that way you try and stay as far away from all of this conflict as you can?"

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"Pretty much." There was more to it than that, certainly, but he figured if she knew about the General, she'd be smart enough to put the rest of the pieces together, that he'd trained with Luke. Most assumed he'd been there when the Knights of Ren had laid siege to it, before it had become the Hidden Academy.

He hadn't been, but only barely, and he had no idea where the place was now, though he suspected he'd be able to find his Uncle's presence if he reached far enough, but he never did, he was glad to be away from that line of teaching and from the isolation he'd felt there.