The soft hum of the light freighter coming to life, echoed through the cockpit as the Sith Champion sat in the pilot’s seat pressing various knobs and flicking switches, in what seemed a technical manner. Looking over his shoulder, he addressed the orange and black astromech droid.
“B-10 set a course for Kessel.” He yelled out, as beeps and boops rang out in a rhythmical happy tone. The small thruster moved the droid forward towards the star map, placing its tool in the terminal, slowly turning it until it clicked into place.
“Bwoo, bwoooo.”
“What do you mean it’s not working? Just set the course, Kessel K-E-S-S-E-L.”
“Beeep, beeep bwoo.”
“The navigation system? We don’t have the credits for a new one!” Barked out Telo in annoyance as he pulled himself away from the chair and nudged B-10 out of the way. Placing his hand on the star map, his pale fingers almost lighting up blue from the bright light of the terminal.
Closing his eyes, he slowly breathed in and out. Allowing the force to surge through him, placing all of his focus on his small ship and began to communicate with the sheep bending it to his wheel forcing it to create a route to Kessel. The map twitched and flashed as though trying to complete the order, it couldn’t resist due to the Sith’s ability known as Mechu Deru. However, without a working navigation system it was simply impossible. He began speak to the ship as it we’re trying to find out the problem, he soon realised the navigation system was completely fried and would need to be entirely replaced.
Telo released his hold over the ship, it almost sighed. Rolling his eyes he flipped various switches, turning off the ship “Come on B-10 let’s go see if we can find a cheap replacement.”
“Bwooo, beep bwepp.” Said the droid in an almost smug, I told you so. Telo rolled his eyes as the pair walked through the ship, down the ramp and into the small space port of Nar Shaddaa where they’d head to the market and see what they could find.
@GABA
“B-10 set a course for Kessel.” He yelled out, as beeps and boops rang out in a rhythmical happy tone. The small thruster moved the droid forward towards the star map, placing its tool in the terminal, slowly turning it until it clicked into place.
“Bwoo, bwoooo.”
“What do you mean it’s not working? Just set the course, Kessel K-E-S-S-E-L.”
“Beeep, beeep bwoo.”
“The navigation system? We don’t have the credits for a new one!” Barked out Telo in annoyance as he pulled himself away from the chair and nudged B-10 out of the way. Placing his hand on the star map, his pale fingers almost lighting up blue from the bright light of the terminal.
Closing his eyes, he slowly breathed in and out. Allowing the force to surge through him, placing all of his focus on his small ship and began to communicate with the sheep bending it to his wheel forcing it to create a route to Kessel. The map twitched and flashed as though trying to complete the order, it couldn’t resist due to the Sith’s ability known as Mechu Deru. However, without a working navigation system it was simply impossible. He began speak to the ship as it we’re trying to find out the problem, he soon realised the navigation system was completely fried and would need to be entirely replaced.
Telo released his hold over the ship, it almost sighed. Rolling his eyes he flipped various switches, turning off the ship “Come on B-10 let’s go see if we can find a cheap replacement.”
“Bwooo, beep bwepp.” Said the droid in an almost smug, I told you so. Telo rolled his eyes as the pair walked through the ship, down the ramp and into the small space port of Nar Shaddaa where they’d head to the market and see what they could find.
@GABA