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He looked at the box, slightly wide-eyed at the tech. It was fancier stuff than he had ever seen. Part of him wanted to ask why he had brought it here to him but he didn't want to lose the opportunity to get hands-on with the AI. He took the box gingerly when it was handed to him, examining it...

As he approached, he wiped dirty hands on a rag before tossing it over his shoulder. He gave the man a warm smile. "Same. Nice to meet you," he replied cheerfully. Ben was wearing grease-covered overalls over his average clothes. He had managed to clean most of the grease smudges off of his...

Andara Ben worked on his own ship to get off of Andara every day but it was slow going. He had the know-how but lacked the resources which caused him to often choose between working on the ship and his next meal. He had to get a job but was wary of getting trapped in some meaningless grind...

Abandoned and Surrounded, he had no choice to drop his blaster on the ground and raise his hands along with the other guy. He nodded as Crix said they would go along quietly as one of the terrorists shoved him towards the exit. "Ben," he said quietly as they were led away further into the...

She certainly was stand-offish, but he supposed he couldn't blame her. She had just been chased by a group of punks. He nodded his head, giving a half-grin. He understood the need to get off-world. "Its nice to mee you, Lyra," he said only somewhat awkwardly. He wasn't sure where she had come...

He plopped down on the ramp to the ship. Giving a half-hearted smile when she thanked him. "Not sure I made things any better for you," he added with a bit of a shrug. "Not sure." he replied to her question. "They will probably just move on to try and find easier targets....Probably." he...

He hesitated. He hated that he hesitated but he was new to this sort of thing. He shouldn't let some scumbag walk all over him, even if it wasn't his ship. Ben had agreed to take on the job, seemed the right thing to do follow through it. He started to raise his blaster and insist he had over...

It had been a whirlwind of a week. He had been chased out of his home on Andara and had to flee the planet. Corellia wouldn't have been his choice destination but he had no credits and this old smuggler had let them tag along in exchange for work on his ship. He wasn't sure what he had...

He turned around, breathing heavily as he waited for the jerks to round the corner. Even though they were right behind them, it seemed an eternity. He swallowed hard. "They will work...I think," he said with a bit of hesitation. The group rounded the corner, but only one of the two turrets...

He took a few tentative steps away from his ship. The yelling growing closer. If they were going to attack him, they wouldn't be making all that noise, would they? The smart move would be to go back to the ship, lock the doors, and wait for them to get bored. The ship may not be flyable but he...

Utare - Outside of Ben's Spaceport He was getting close. Soon his ship would be ready to go and he could leave this planet forever. He didn't believe in ghosts, but ever since his uncle had died, this place gave him the creeps. He had moved out of the living quarters and had just resorted to...