Unseen Future

[AsenMahawa]

Location: Dantooine, Garang​

"Hurry up with that bike lad. We ain't got all day and our client is ticking like a thermal detonator!" An elder man barked towards the back of a shop that's cluttered with various machinery parts and incomplete droids. It was a small shop that looked a bit cozy on the outside until one walks into the shop itself. There's enough room to where the customer could get up to the durasteel counter that the elder Cerean has been wiping the oily substance with a warm, damp wash cloth. There is a light source aside from the sun's warm light pouring from the open windows and through the portal where the front door should be. With the rod of plasma energy lighting up the entire room so its well lit.

Various smaller parts can be seen lined up on the shelf behind the Cerean as standing in front of the counter was a middle aged human male who appears to be aggitated a little about something. Meanwhile in the back where the front section of the shop is cut off by a once polished wooden wall, Asen who's covered in soot and grime was tightening the last bolt into place with his hydrospanner so that the plating would still hold itself up even though the kid took it apart. There was apparently something wrong with the engine because it wasn't running as smooth as it used to, so naturally Asen had to take it apart to find out what's wrong with the engine. Well Asen found out what was wrong and turns out that it wasn't the engine that was the problem. Instead it was the fuel inside of the container because somehow water somehow got inside with the fuel and it was messing up with the intake. All Asen did was give the fuel some fuel cleaner and it was good to go.

"I'm almost finished with it." Asen called back to the old man as he was climbing out from underneath the speeder bike. Wiping around his eyes with the cloth that he uses to clean off the soot from his eyes so that he could see. Asen reaches over the bike to turn the ignition so that the bike could start. Satisfactory reached the young man's eyes as soon as he heard the familiar purr of a speeder bike. Wearing a smile on his face, Asen walks over to the lobby section of the shop while dusting his hands off on his pants before speaking up. "Well its fixed now. Though the problem wasn't the engine itself. Somehow the water got inside of the fuel tank and it was messing up with the intake. All it needed was some fuel cleaner and it was good to go." However all of this seemed to be hitting a brick wall metaphorically towards the client as he waved his hand in dismissal. "Yeah yeah whatever kid. I hear my bike running fine so i can pay you two finally."

Asen honestly don't like people such as that, but he keeps his mouth shut as the client pays roughly around 1,750 credits which honestly was way overtipped than normal. Though he isn't going to complain as he goes back to the workshop area where he carefully moves the bike. Going out from the back way of the shop Asen escorts the bike over to the front of the shop. Where the impatient man was waiting with a scowl on his face, but Asen still has a small smile despite the treatment. "You know, if it was just the fuel then it shouldn't have taken this long to fix it." The man complained in a negative tone, however even so Asen just shrugged his shoulders with his demeanor still intact. "Well you told me that it was the engine having problems, so i took it apart. Completely actually. That's when i found out about the fuel because your engine was just fine. So after cleaning it out i just put it back together. Honestly if you just had gotten your facts straight then it wouldn't have taken so long." Asen's words didn't seem to sit all that well to the man as his face started to turn the furious red. Without saying a word to Asen, the man took his bike and sped off grumbling to himself as he kicked up the dirt a little to purposely spray it on Asen's face. However Asen just closed his eyes just before the dirt hit his face as the speeder drove off into the distance.

"You need to learn how to hold your tongue lad." The Cerean spoke up from behind Asen as the young man turned his head around with the same smile that seemed to have unwavered. "I was just having a little fun. Besides he wasn't exactly being nice himself." Asen spoke as he crossed his arms over his chest before the Cerean simply nodded his head in agreement. "Aye, i can't really fault you on that. But still its best to hold your tongue even in situations such as this. It would only lead you into more trouble in the future boy." This would be the fourth lecture given to Asen for the past month now. Even though he's been working here for the past five years now Asen has rarely caused trouble for anyone in particular. However with the tension building between the Republic and the Sith is having an effect on these people. Mostly because they're all wondering if Dantooine would be their next target considering that there's an old Jedi Enclave here. Some are saying that the Jedi Enclave is going to get them killed by the Sith one of these days, but Asen chose not to believe such rumors. Even though he's aware of the possibility himself; Asen doubts that the Sith would make such a bold move against the Jedi like that.

The Cerean, also named as Taki Rinku, lets out a weary sigh as he closed his wrinkly eyes for a brief moment. "Get those parts organized in the lobby and put them where they go. After that you may go home for the night." That of course made Asen beam with excitement knowing that he gets to go home soon. Though he likes working here and learn about different types of machines and droids. However today has been a rather stressful day to his young mind for he was spending roughly five hours straight working on that bike and trying to figure out what was wrong with it. Asen nodded his head agreement before he went inside of the shop once again to spend the next hour trying to organize everything as best as he can. Though the big parts Asen sets them off to the side against the wall because they simply don't fit into the shelves with the additional heavy weight these parts weigh. Once that was all done, Asen was free to leave the shop for the day as he is making his way through the capital city of Garang. Unaware of what the future may have in store for him as today has been like any other day of his daily life.