ZeroOrgan
SWRP Writer
- Joined
- Dec 16, 2015
- Messages
- 167
- Reaction score
- 50
Snowy was in the one place she dreaded most, on Tatooine. From the extreme heat and dry weather Snowy was overheated. She found it funny kind of, firstly that her name completely contradicted the place she was in. Secondly that her engine had also overheated and busted- whatever happened to it and it was in need of repair. It was steaming, smoking, and nearly on fire when she docked the damn thing. On the bright side Snowy found some comfort while she was in Mos Eisley for even though it was rowdy and dangerous, it was a great place to get drunk. Almost every street had somewhere you could get wasted and Snowy was right at home. There was booze from all over the galaxy, rowdy party animals around every corner. She wandered through the crowded streets, sweat beading down from her forehead as her eyes darted around, looking for some sort of Cantina in a panic, she was dehydrated and even water would do, and probably a drink or two afterwards. She smiled as her eyes caught the shine of a Cantina sign down the street, right at the turn of the block. She didn't really reading the name on sign, all she knew is that she needed to be there right now. She walked towards it with a skip in her step her eyes not bothering to leave from the sign. Snowy picked up pace impatiently without knowing. Her walk turning into a jog, and her jog turning into a near full blown run as she shifted out of the way from person to person and ended up barreling into some figure right there walking onto the Street. Snowy grumbled as she shook her head, quickly panicking as she soon realized it was a small child
"Oh! Sorry kiddo-, Here let me give you a hand" She'd chuckle, offering a hand to the fallen child
@Eolhcmonkey
"Oh! Sorry kiddo-, Here let me give you a hand" She'd chuckle, offering a hand to the fallen child
@Eolhcmonkey