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 Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2007 5:41 pm
The ship set firmly on the pad, back ramp opening up. Ranak smiled. "Alright!" He jumped out the side hatch, running around a bit to stretch. "I gotta head to the cantina and meet this guy. You can go ship shopping if you want." And he began walking away, taking the key to the docking pad with him.
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Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2007 6:34 pm
Sentiv waited as the zabrak got out the hatch first. When the hatch was clear he quickly made his way to the hatch as well. He hoisted himself out the hatch. A cloud of dust rose when his armored feet hit the ground. "Ah, feels good to get out of that ship even if it means getting out into this wasteland," he said as he stood up straight for the first time since boarding the ship. Sentiv let out a groan, and made his way out of the docking area.
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Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2007 7:08 pm
Ranak walked down the street, looking for the right cantina. "This guy better not be late." There were so many cantinas in Mos Eisley, it was difficult to find any one in particular. He kept walking, scratching his horned head.
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Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2007 7:41 pm
Sentiv was checking all over the market district of the dusty city looking for the best place to buy a temporary ship. After a while of searching, he settled for a decent(using the word lightly) looking. A sign hung above the door, it read 'Iggie's Crafts and Speeders'. As he stepped through the door, he entered into a dank dark looking room; it was filled with many different parts and generators for a large variety of ships. In the corner of the room stood a lanky looking ithorian and a rusty protocol droid. Sentiv sighed and walked over to the desk, which upon closer inspection was nothing more then a pile of rusted up converters. "The zabrak would like it here," he said quietly.
The ithorian began speak in a fast language that sounded like gibberish. "Clarification: My master wonders what one such as yourself is doing in the store, for he has done nothing wrong," the old protocol droid explained.
"Oh, I'm just here looking for a ship to buy," Sentiv replyed.
The ithorian spoke again in the gibberish language. "Exclaimation: My master says that in that case he has many ships that would be perfect for one such as you. My master states that he can show you the yard out back if you like," said the droid.
Sentiv nodded, and the ithorian made odd little motion that looked like a twitch. The alien let out a yelp causing Sentiv to jump a little. At the sound a thin looking wookie came through a door. "Instruction: My master says this slave can lead you to the back lot so you can see the ships we have in stock. My master wishes you luck in finding a suitible ship," the droid said in its grinding voice.
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 12:25 pm
Ranak turned a corner, looking up at a sign, then down at his datapad. "Hm... Gram's Drink and Dry. Looks like the right place." He entered through a cloth hanging from the archway. The moment his face showed in the large dark room, two dozen rough, angry faces focused on him. He raised a brow, grinning suspiciously and sank to a table, where he sat, awaiting his client.
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 3:48 pm
From the dank little room to a fairly good sized yard out back, Sentiv followed the wookie slave. As he stepped out of the room he had to cover his eyes from the light of the twin suns above. Once outside the wookie turned to him and made a low growling sound. "I'd like to see the best ship here please," Sentiv said absently. But the wookie just stood there. "Great, you must not get me, how 'bout this. I...want...too...see...the...best...ship...here," he said as he pronounced every word clearly. The wookie didn't move. Sentiv sighed and began making actions trying to show what he wanted. The wookie just stared at him.
"Oh fine, whatever! How 'bout this!" he shouted. "Rawww roooraaaaw rrrrraaaaawwwwrrrrrr!" he growled mockingly.
With that the wookie let out what Sentiv took to be a laugh, and it started walking forward throught the yard.
"Great i'm even being toyed with by slaves," he said under his breath.
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Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2007 5:59 am
Ranak continued sitting for a good many minutes. He'd seen some of the strangest creatures he'd ever heard of go in and out of that bar, but it's Tatooine, nothing strange about that. Finally, his client was a good twenty minutes late. "Scuz!" He slammed his fist on the table. "Where is this guy?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 12:31 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 5:44 pm
*looks around*
Hello! *listens to the echo*
yeah i think we died emo
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 8:08 pm
Mnaymeth needs to come back...
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