Firen
SWRP Writer
- Joined
- Jan 17, 2019
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Savareen - Near Galactic Alliance "Hideout"
The last month had been a whirlwind for him, He had been introduced to so many new people and had been pulled into some rebellion he didn't quite fully understand. He knew he didn't like the Empire, and that they were bad, but he wasn't sure how he fit into all of this.
It was a strange feeling, to feel so out of place, but also feel like he was in exactly the place he was supposed to. He had found himself finally off of Tatooine and on the nearby planet of Savareen at a small...well, it wasn't a base. It was just a stopping point for members. Mig had things to take care of and had to leave, so, for now, he was making due. At least this planet wasn't a ball of fire like Tatooine.
He sat in a nearby small clearing on the edge of a cliff overlooking the ocean. He had found a small pile of greens he had claimed for himself and was slowly eating as he tinkered with some part for a droid he had been trying to repair.
He heard what sounded like whispering behind him. His ears twitched, turning towards where he thought the noise had come from. When he didn't hear anything else, he turned, and he saw nothing. This was strange, He definitely felt..something. Maybe there was something wrong with this food. He looked down at the small pile of vegetables he had gathered. No. They were perfect. "Probably just the wind." he said to himself before turning back to his project.