RC 212
HUNGRY HUNGRY HIPPO!
Location: Tatooine, Docks
[member="Echo Kora"]
Another landing, another package delivered. This was an odd job, moving some datachips from point a to point B. Eliza had fallen in with some weird folks near Void station, and they gave her the job.
Given that the Crop Duster was aging she needed the Credits and desperately needed to eat. The docking fee took a chunk though. She winced as the port authority gave her the numbers.
"Really that high?"
"Yes girl, now pay up."
Frustration raged inside her, turning her pale skin bright red. She thought about blasting him on the thought, except she was too scared for that. No gunfights weren't her thing, unless it was life and limb. With a somber expression she turned her pockets out, giving what was her last credits away.
"Does that cover it?"
"No it does not. Fifteen shy."
"Ugh c'mon, I'm just trying to deliver something, I can come back with the credits!"
"No pay now, or leave port."
[member="Echo Kora"]
Another landing, another package delivered. This was an odd job, moving some datachips from point a to point B. Eliza had fallen in with some weird folks near Void station, and they gave her the job.
Given that the Crop Duster was aging she needed the Credits and desperately needed to eat. The docking fee took a chunk though. She winced as the port authority gave her the numbers.
"Really that high?"
"Yes girl, now pay up."
Frustration raged inside her, turning her pale skin bright red. She thought about blasting him on the thought, except she was too scared for that. No gunfights weren't her thing, unless it was life and limb. With a somber expression she turned her pockets out, giving what was her last credits away.
"Does that cover it?"
"No it does not. Fifteen shy."
"Ugh c'mon, I'm just trying to deliver something, I can come back with the credits!"
"No pay now, or leave port."