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"Hey!" the Trandoshan yelled. "You say you want the boy to race? Race one of us?" The large reptillian started laughing, which in turn got the Rodian laughing as well. "He doesn't even have a bike! How's he gonna race one of us?"
The Rodian piped up. "You know what, that new bike we, uh...acquired...up on level 591? Real nice rig...the red one. We just put a brand new engine intake on that thing. It should be fast. Real fast. Let him use that one."
The Trandoshan tapped his razor-sharp claw on his bottom lip in thought. "Alright, alright. He can borrow it. Go get the bike. He still has to have someone to race." The Trandoshan poked his head in the door and yelled, "Prospect! Get your ass out here!"
Out of the bar came a Devlikk wearing a black vest without the identifying patches other than one small one on the left chest that said "prospect" and a larger one on the back that said the same. The Trandoshan smiled, showing his razor-like teeth. "Meet Bilo. He's won races on everything from swoop bikes to pods. He can really fly." The Trandoshan laughed hysterically at that pun- an avian species that could fly around a track. He regained his composure and said, "So here's the deal. If the boy can beat the Prospect, you guys can go inside. If not, you owe me 500 credits. And, you're responsible for damages to our bike." He shrugged and held out his hand, extending his claws to Izel. "Well? We got a deal, grandma?"
@Reyn @SlagathorTheUnknown
The Rodian piped up. "You know what, that new bike we, uh...acquired...up on level 591? Real nice rig...the red one. We just put a brand new engine intake on that thing. It should be fast. Real fast. Let him use that one."
The Trandoshan tapped his razor-sharp claw on his bottom lip in thought. "Alright, alright. He can borrow it. Go get the bike. He still has to have someone to race." The Trandoshan poked his head in the door and yelled, "Prospect! Get your ass out here!"
Out of the bar came a Devlikk wearing a black vest without the identifying patches other than one small one on the left chest that said "prospect" and a larger one on the back that said the same. The Trandoshan smiled, showing his razor-like teeth. "Meet Bilo. He's won races on everything from swoop bikes to pods. He can really fly." The Trandoshan laughed hysterically at that pun- an avian species that could fly around a track. He regained his composure and said, "So here's the deal. If the boy can beat the Prospect, you guys can go inside. If not, you owe me 500 credits. And, you're responsible for damages to our bike." He shrugged and held out his hand, extending his claws to Izel. "Well? We got a deal, grandma?"
@Reyn @SlagathorTheUnknown