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  1. Titanium Chaor

    Okay, I understand the feeling.

    Okay, I understand the feeling.
  2. Titanium Chaor

    The Rum's Dried Up

    After the cat finished telling Thomas his options, yells and screams began to come from Chalum's. The cat glanced over at the entrance to the cantina and he let his eyes follow to the same place. Out of the cantina came running a crowd of cantina-goers, some half drunk and struggling to keep...
  3. Titanium Chaor

    *boop* Just in case you didn't know, it's your turn.

    *boop* Just in case you didn't know, it's your turn.
  4. Titanium Chaor

    The Rum's Dried Up

    The cat finally spoke. "What are you doing on this planet...Thomas?" A funny little joke went through his head about "cat got your tongue", but he didn't let it show on his face. "Well there is a bounty on this planet, specifically in this city, that I am pursuing." While he was talking, the cat...
  5. Titanium Chaor

    The Rum's Dried Up

    Thomas didn't feel any better when the strange aliens raised their weapons and had them pointed at him, or when the feline growled at him. From what he could tell, the cat was the one that was in charge. He followed the cats eyes as he looked down at his chestplate which had an insignia on it...
  6. Titanium Chaor

    The Rum's Dried Up

    Keeping his eyes open as he walked with the crowd, his eyes set on the place he was looking for. Chalum's Spaceport Cantina. It was one the more popular, if not the most popular, cantinas in Mos Eisley. He began to move against the crowd so that he could make it to the establishment. One...
  7. Titanium Chaor

    *gulps* Is my character going to die?

    *gulps* Is my character going to die?
  8. Titanium Chaor

    I Need a Doctor...And a Job!

    Thomas nodded and pulled out his comm again. "Okay Doc, bring it back up again." The Jack rose into the air again, with Felix's ship below it. Thomas moved the crates out of the way and then the ship was lowered back onto the sand, this time in a state in which it could take off. Fusion cutter...
  9. Titanium Chaor

    The Rum's Dried Up

    The leader of a gang on Ryloth is recovering from a recent poisoning of him and half of his underlings. While most of those who were poisoned didn't survive, he did and he's furious. The source of poisoning was a bad patch of a spice called Rum, not to be confused with the drink. The seller of...
  10. Titanium Chaor

    I Need a Doctor...And a Job!

    Done with what he was working on he took a step back to get a look at the ship before looking at Felix. "Mos Eisley is full of many kinds of characters. There are people there who would be willing to buy parts. Some are building pod racers, droids, ships, and who knows what else. if they see...
  11. Titanium Chaor

    I Need a Doctor...And a Job!

    Thomas picked up his fusion cutter again along with a plate of durasteel and went back to welding patches in the hull. "I'm not calling you out for upping the price. Your buyers could easily find out for themselves what the parts are actually worth. They can either take five minutes out of their...
  12. Titanium Chaor

    I Need a Doctor...And a Job!

    Doc buzzed back into the Jack and into the cockpit while Thomas remained outside with Felix. "You sell parts right? What could you have done, overpriced parts?" The sound of the Jack starting up caused Thomas to back away from Felix's ship and shout so that he could be heard. "Besides, if that...
  13. Titanium Chaor

    I Need a Doctor...And a Job!

    Thomas held out his arms at the ship. "I'll say this, you'll have an excess of parts to sell." For a few seconds he ignored Felix's question about if he could help with Mos Eisley. He tossed around what he was thinking in his head before carefully forming his words. "You've seen that I can be...
  14. Titanium Chaor

    I Need a Doctor...And a Job!

    Thomas let out a low whistle when he saw the damage that the ship had taken. The thing was pretty beat up and now that he was close up he could confirm his thoughts. This ship wasn't designed, but instead had been built. What he meant by that was that this ship was custom and made simply to get...
  15. Titanium Chaor

    I Need a Doctor...And a Job!

    The Jack came to the spot where Felix's ship rested. Turning the stick, the ship spun to where the cargo bay doors would face the downed craft. The landing struts extended again and he gently put the Jack down on the sand. He pressed flipped a switch on the console in front of him, and at the...
  16. Titanium Chaor

    I Need a Doctor...And a Job!

    Thomas shook his head as he stood up. "There is nothing I need at this moment in time." He began to walk towards the back of the ship, where the cargo bay was. Doc flew off to do whatever it was he did when he wasn't around Thomas. Coming up to the door that led into the bay, he pressed a few...
  17. Titanium Chaor

    I Need a Doctor...And a Job!

    Thomas shifted his weight a little bit to get more comfortable. He could tell from the way that Felix was acting that he was impressed by the ship. Thomas didn't understand why, it was designed a thousand years ago. But when it was built? He didn't know, but he knew there were only two people...
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