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V3PO

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Malon
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The lift stopped on the first floor, swishing open to vomit out its occupants. Led by Vee-Threepio, the trio of bounty hunters made their way through the main hall of the Corellian bank. As they passed, the eyes of the gnomish bank tellers followed them; but Veepee and Artoo had no sense of these sort of things and proceeded on unperturbed.

Outside, they reached the bottom of the marble steps just in time to see a tall alien park his speeder by the curb. Vee-Threepio swiveled and watched the oblivious alien march up the stairs, then turned to Artoo who whistled with understanding. The two droids—without any qualms at all—hopped right into the strangers vehicle and Artoo set to work hot-wiring it.

Threepio looked at the Mandalorian. "Well, hop in. There's no telling when that meatbag will return. And I am quite certain you would much rather us commit grand theft auto cleanly than whatever Artoo and I would usually do."

Threepio took the steering wheel and Artoo hopped into the passenger seat. And when the reluctant Mandalorian joined the two of them, the black protocol droid tore away from the curb towards the sky and the Coronet City docks beyond it, leaving witnesses gawking and their unsuspecting victim without a ride home.

//The End
 
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