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Orvax IV, Dalchon Sector, Outer Rim Grid R-17 Mid-Day Tippi sniffed at the air. Was that... stewed Mynock? He loved stewed Mynock. The little Chadra fan started drooling in his half asleep state. His eyes fluttered open, letting in the bright mid-day sun, and he immediately closed them again...

Tippi squawked in alarm as Dorian drew his attention to the fight. The little Chadra-fan had chosen an extremely inopportune moment to become enamored with what he had decided was an especially delicious pouring of lomin ale. After he had responded to Eices inquiry, he'd turned his attention...

Drinks on Dedric?! Tippi was in. He clambered up onto a stool too see over the bar, and when the bartender came around for his order he jabbed a furry finger straight at the lomin ale tap. He was immensely pleased, clapping his hands together in glee as he saw it come out frothy and pale. Tippi...

Tippi gave the strange robot- man two stubby thumbs up at the compliment on his flying. It was really nothing- the Nerf Herder may fly like a drunk bantha, but even those could be gently guided through a well marked course, given a steady hand and the right flight path from the control tower...

Tippi eased the sluggish hunk of junk out of the home-ships massive hangar, through the mag shield, and into the crowded space above Fondor. The freighter was quiet a change from running sorties in his interceptor, he thought as he worked the clip-on adjustable foot pedals to work the ships...

Tippi shouldered his bag of snacks, trinkets, tools, and gadgets as he waddled up to Dedrics freighter. He was wearing his pilots flight suit with his colorful family sash wrapped around his waist, his little VZ-1 pistol stuffed inside. In addition to his wrench, snack bars, and ration packets...

Tippi tittered in excitement as he fished out a mixed wad of credits and wupiupis to pay for the round of drinks he'd bought. Unlike the others, Tippi wasn't too concerned about not having a plan. Things always just sort of worked out for the most part it seemed, and he didn't have any reason to...

Oh boy, Tippi thought as he Dedric moved in for his first pass, here we go. These usually went one of two ways- either Dedric went home with someone other than Tippi, or the duo got in a cantina brawl. Tippi hoped that second option wasn't in the stars for them tonight, because the big man in...

Tippi pounded his little fist on the bar with an excited chuckle. He waved down the bartender and twirled his finger in the air to signal another round. Tippi liked the idea of waling into Fondor unprepared, no idea what kind of trouble they were walking into, no preparation, and chasing down...

ooooooohehehehehehehehe Tippi hummed and chuckled and slapped his hands on the bar to indicate his interest in whatever Dedric was planning. Tippi liked freedom and profitable opportunity. He wasn't so much keen on privacy- in fact, Dedric had told him a number of times that walking in on him...

Tippi threw up his stubby arms as he walked into the ships mid-flight late night drinking hole. Dedric had forgotten him again. It was probably his own fault, Tippi thought. He'd been engrossed with working on his stabilizer again. The patch job he'd worked up on his Antipode interceptor hadn't...

Tippi nodded along with Dedrics response to the stranger. Basic was a little much for his little vocal cords- too slow and low pitched for him to get the hang of, outside a few words. A lot of languages were like that. Chadra-fan was rapid fire and very tonal- so much more so than most people...

Typical Dedric, Tippi thought. He might be forgetful, but he made up for it when he could. Tipii scooped up his credits and peggats back into his belt pouch, grateful for the round. Although, if their history told him anything, it would likely be Tippi footing the bulk of the bill once Dedric...

Tippi Snibit wriggled his way out of the tight engine space of his battered old IX-N Antipode interceptor, covered in engine oil and smelling like a fuel leak. His starboard stabilizer had shaken loose for the third time this year while he was out on a quick safety buzz around the station they...