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You never get use to the heat of the Two Suns, Tatootines Heat always bearing down on you even in the coldest of Environmental Suits. People would be hard at work at a local dock, loading up a worn XS Freighter.
"Yes I know S-3, We've yet to get anyone wanting passage off this rock." The Man would roll his shoulders, sighing as he pushes the Astro-Mech faintly giving off a rapid amount of beeps
"And we are in Sith Turf. I know, That's why we got our papers sorted. We are making for Republic space. Anyone that wants passage, can well, pay the price." He'd smile to himself, clearing his throat again as he steps to the large amount of people passing by in the many corridors "Last chance folks! Easy passage to anywhere you need to go! Five Hundred credits boarding fee! Quick and easy travel on the fastest ship this side of the Verse! No questions asked! Got room for two more!" He looks proud of himself, like he's going to accomplish something which might be a complete lie to himself. Beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, he was desperate to leave but not desperate enough to leave empty handed. Was it the fact his ship looked like a Ugly or the fact nobody wanted to leave this sea of dunes? "S-3! Go ahead and close the hatches." he'd give a wink to his Astro-Mech. The Droid would roll aboard the Freighter, doing just as he was instructed.
"Yes I know S-3, We've yet to get anyone wanting passage off this rock." The Man would roll his shoulders, sighing as he pushes the Astro-Mech faintly giving off a rapid amount of beeps
"And we are in Sith Turf. I know, That's why we got our papers sorted. We are making for Republic space. Anyone that wants passage, can well, pay the price." He'd smile to himself, clearing his throat again as he steps to the large amount of people passing by in the many corridors "Last chance folks! Easy passage to anywhere you need to go! Five Hundred credits boarding fee! Quick and easy travel on the fastest ship this side of the Verse! No questions asked! Got room for two more!" He looks proud of himself, like he's going to accomplish something which might be a complete lie to himself. Beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, he was desperate to leave but not desperate enough to leave empty handed. Was it the fact his ship looked like a Ugly or the fact nobody wanted to leave this sea of dunes? "S-3! Go ahead and close the hatches." he'd give a wink to his Astro-Mech. The Droid would roll aboard the Freighter, doing just as he was instructed.
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