Did someone call for a Doctor?

[Koroshi]

Stars glistening in the dark vastest of space as a strange looking blue ship swiftly glides through the "air", with in it holds a strange looking man making him a perfect captain for said ship. He is a happy man who is on a journey to see all of the worlds, and civilizations that life has in store. Most would say this is a rather foolish dream for no one has visited every planet, for there are far too many, and most would give up after reaching older ages, but not this man, no he has his heart set in for the long hall! If someone were to be watching this man they would see him steering his ship with his knees while he fiddles with a pen and a piece of paper with a list of planet written on it, with some being crossed off due to him already going there and seeing the wonders. If anyone were to look at this listed they would be rather confused for he is not going to the next planet on the list, but in stead is coming up with a silly game, or some silly reasoning that would only make sense to him, to see what planet he wants to go to, making the list look unorganized, and pretty weird to anyone but him. The man lightly tapping the pen against the paper as he thinks about which planet he wishes to go to next, after a few moments of this his lips begin to form a smile, and his eyes begin to glisten before he begins to talk as if someone is there to hear him "Hmmm I bet the cloud city would have fantastic hats, and would be rather lovely to see!" After speaking these words the man grasps a hold of the controls and begins to soar through space heading for the planet of Coruscant, should nothing heed his progress on flying he should arrive within the hour.

If nothing stops him and he is able to fly clearly and smoothly into the planets atmosphere, he glides through the clouds avoiding any other ships and lands upon a small platform closer to the city. His landing would be smooth, except for a humming sound much like someone is holding the break down too long, even thou this grids down the ships breaks the man truly loves this sound, and being a mechanic he can easily fix any problems with his ship. After landing the man presses a button within his ship, making the dark blue tinted glass like door of his ship open up vertically, allowing him to breathe in the nice clear air of this new planet. "As well isn't this pleasant!" The man says, his smile still worn happily on his face as he leaps from his small ship, sliding down off of it, and landing on the right side of it. Once he is on the ground the man stretches his body some, before walking under his ship to reach the cargo hold in order to grab some smaller tools that he might need, such as a small hand held blow torch, a small wrench, a light brown rain coat that comes down to his ankles, and for some strange reason a banana. After collecting these items he places each of them within different pockets within the coat, before putting the coat on himself "Alright I'm good to go" The man thinks in his head as he pats his body down making sure that he has everything that he might need, this goes on for a few moments before his smile fades, and he begins to pat himself down faster, as if he is looking for something that isn't there "Blast it all! Where did I put it!?" The man says as he continues to pat himself, but to his luck he ends up finding the object he is looking for, a small device called the Sonic Servodriver, which just so happens to be the mans favorite tool that has saved his life on many of his adventures. After finding this the mans smile returns and he tossing the device up into the air, causing it to do a few flips before landing back into the mans hands.

With everything he needs on him Teh Dok'Tah closes and locks his ship up, before walking off into the city to see what kind of people lived around here, or at least what sort normally visit here either for trade, or business of other kinds.


(Sorry forgot to log in as Teh Dok'tah lol)

 

[Alrik Tohrok]

Alrik's hand was twitching, it had been far to long since he had played a game of pazaak. He had barely more than 20 credits to his name, having used most of his money to travel to this planet, but to him that just meant the games would be more interesting. To risk a large portion of his money, unsure as to whether he'd leave the game broke or with even more money than he started, that was why he loved the game. Dressed in a black overcoat and some well fitted jeans, Alrik moved through the streets of Coruscant quickly. He still couldn't believe he was on the capital of the republic, only 5 years ago he had been a member of the militia on his home world, some terrible back water world that had conscripted him into the military while he was barely more than an infant.

Alrik had both guns on him, a she usually did. His Blaster was strapped to his right leg, easily reached by his right hand should the need arise. The hand blaster, which was perhaps Alrik's favorite possession other than his deck of cards, was strapped to his belt on his left hip. The hand canon was partially obscured by his coat, but his blaster was fairly easy to spot. The streets in this part of the city were almost empty, this wasn't exactly the most frequented part of the great city known as Coruscant. Blue eyes scanned the area, looking for some sort of cantina, gambling hall, somewhere where he could play. He began to become agitated as he wandered the streets for a few minutes. After a few minutes he spotted a man, one of the few people he had seen during his walk. Alrik didn't like having to ask strangers for help, but he couldn't seen to find a working holonet station anywhere so he seemed to have no choice. Taking a breath and composing himself, Alrik began to approach the man, giving him a friendly wave to try and get his attention.

"Excuse me sir, but would you happen to know where a man could get a drink around here?" Alrik didn't really want a drink, though he was starting to feel like he could use a few as agitated as he was, but for some reason people seemed to frown upon him seeking out places to gamble. He sincerely hoped the man would be able to point him in the direction of a cantina, and that there would be some one willing to play pazaak or even dejarik if they were willing to wager on the match. Alrik didn't even care if he won, though of course that would be nice, he just needed the thrill.