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 Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 11:20 am
((You do remember there's a twenty-four hour curfew in place right now?))
As Lenler and Rate stepped around a corner a trio of Imperial Navy Troopers spotted them. Their leader, who would have been a mere corporal if he was army, stiffened, "Hey! You two! Show me some ID, there's a curfew!"
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 11:43 am
Rate turned and stopped, grabbing Lenler by the shoulder and turning him around."Certainly sir."he said as he slipping his hand into his back pocket and retrieved his Imperial Identification Card, offering it forward. it was official, the real deal, Rate had picked it up during an incident on Kuat about a year back.
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 11:46 am
The Corporal blinked as he looked through it, an imperial ID, and that meant an offworlder, "Stuck here till we reopen the spaceport, eh?"
The Corporal smiled slightly, "Alright, carry on."
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 11:53 am
"Thank you officer."Rate said with almost a groan apparent between his fake-attitude and accent, grabbing the back of the kids shirt he twisted it a bit."Now lets go, quick."
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 12:00 pm
"Alright." Lenler said, rushing Rate down the streets to his house. He opened the door to the garage, and grabbed a pad of paper, scrawling the words "Mom, I'm borrowing the speeder. I'll be back in a bit. Lenny."
He put the pad on a small table by the door leading into the house, and gestured towards the speeder. "If you know where you're going, and you can be careful, I'll let you drive." He said to Rate.
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 12:28 pm
"Who said I was giving you the choice."He said while pulling out his datapad and shifting through the data he had of the city."Hm..."Here maybe, no...hmmm...decisions, decisions..."Sitting on the front of the speeder he began trying to plot a quick way out of the city that would allow for them to bypass any checkpoints.
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 12:29 pm
"Might I suggest..." 3PX started, before the dug hit an off switch on the back of the droid. He rubbed his feet together, although he was careful not to show his excitement, as he headed towards the back to grab Deell, who spoke enough basic to make the transaction.. Once out of sight of the girl, he gave a short laugh.
, he muttered, as Deell gave a sigh, gathering the said paperwork and returning to the outside with the necessary tools to remove the store's restrainign bolt.
He handed a tablet over to the girl, "sign with the x, and pay the dug. By then, this little unit ought to have been cleaned up, and Sluggo returned with whatever he went to get."
~~~~~
Three minutes later, the astromech found himself in the care of another, just like before.
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 1:06 pm
"Right right." The woman said as she signed the paperwork. She glanced at the human and then eyed the direction the Dug had gone.
"Hey, who owns this store anyway?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 3:15 pm
"The shop is liscenced under me, Deell. Am I somehow unaware of a new law which prohibits xenos from working in a store?" the human responded, placing a hand on the top of the droid's dome. "I'm sorry, that was a bit snide. Work around a Dug, you'll pick up an attitude yourself. But, Sluggo stays with me. I got him off his planet, he repays me with manual labor."
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 3:53 pm
"Look, you. I only asked out of curiosity." Kara said irritably. "I don't get paid to start trouble, I get paid to end it. All I wanted was a droid to fix and maintain my repulsorcraft. I could have easily forced a military discount out of the two of you for the blasted thing."
She pushed the paperwork over to the man, along with the credits.
"There you go. I'll be taking that droid now."
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 4:04 pm
Taking the tablet back, Deell simply shrugged. "We never really looked the droid over too well. I can give no garuntees of what lies in its memory core. You may find something worthwhile in that noggin of his."
Patting the droid on the head, he headed back into his office, leaving the two alone.
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 4:04 pm
Groz had made it. He had reached the lodge with all his wits about him. He carefully descended the stairs, quietly moving and ready to draw his weapon. He had no malicious intent for the people of this house, but he was not about to be killed by some rich snobs.
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 4:18 pm
Nelowulf Taking the tablet back, Deell simply shrugged. "We never really looked the droid over too well. I can give no garuntees of what lies in its memory core. You may find something worthwhile in that noggin of his."
Patting the droid on the head, he headed back into his office, leaving the two alone. Kara looked down at the droid and nodded. "You've just been drafted, Red. Welcome to the Imperial Navy." She motioned for the droid to follow her as she began heading back towards the base. "So, you can fix Repulsorcraft, right?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 4:55 pm
The droid followed alongside, kicking its third leg out. Upon hearing the question, it let out a small raspberry. Over 700 blueprints were stored in its head, and that was just what came standard. Organics were so generic in their conversations. But it gave a simple beep of a binaric yes. The dome spun around, as C4 got to see the planet he now resided on for the first time outside the shop.
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 5:25 pm
Jaden_Ordo Groz had made it. He had reached the lodge with all his wits about him. He carefully descended the stairs, quietly moving and ready to draw his weapon. He had no malicious intent for the people of this house, but he was not about to be killed by some rich snobs.
For the last day, he had been unknowingly trailed by eight of the savanna's top predators, the very reason why the lodge was empty.
Tusk Dogs, the ferral packhunters of the Golden Savanna slowly crept from cover and for the open door of the lodge, knowing that the wookiee was now trapped and without an escape.
Vicious and clever, the Tusk Dogs were as large as Earth's Irish Wolfhounds and were considerably meaner.
Known for acts of cunning audacity, ranchers and farmers hated them and even the people of the cities were not completely safe from them, as they were known devouer's of sentinent life forms.
Even now the Tusk Dogs were maneuvering to trap the wookiee, following his unique smell to the stairs and always moving with a cautious gait.
Now cutting off the stairs with their numbers, the Tusk dogs began to decend down them upon the unsuspecting wookiee, the alpha male in the lead.
Groz's back was turned to them.
Confident of an easy kill, the pack leader began to growl.
It was Groz's only warning.
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