Desken Arlo
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New Cov had looked a lot prettier from the limited view Desken had gotten from the window of his starship, a beautiful emerald in space, with a few silvery gems marking its otherwise pure green surface. He had read the files on the planet before setting out for this little journey, it was a singular giant jungle with this little bubbles of respite that had been taken from the jungle. And from the reports it appeared that the jungle wanted the land back. Still the Jedi had an interest in learning more about botanical sciences and rather then sitting through a boring lecture or staying cooped up in the library he had decided the better way would be to launch a little expedition into the jungle itself, collect a few samples and maybe bring something back to the gardens in the temples, though he was going to have to make sure nothing he brought was going to be overly hostile or dangerous.
His wandering mind almost cost him the borrowed ship as he started down into one of the curved pipes, the wings of his little transport nearly scraping and he dealt with a sudden burst of static and swears from whoever was in control of the docking platforms "Sorry sorry" he replies focusing his wandering mind on the ship and bringing it in more carefully. Once clearing the pipe he was directed to a humble little dock and as he landed he looked out the window again. The view had changed remarkably, the dome allowing light to shine through but also showed the sheer army of vines and leaves trying hard to cover it. Directly overhead he could see the sky but as his gaze traveled down the vines formed like spiderwebs covering the dome until the sky blue was replaced with a dark green as the plants hungrily ate up every ray of light they could. Even as he watched a small ship floated about the dome spraying what he could only guess was industrial grade herbicide against the invaders to curb their growth.
He spent a bit just staring, caught up in trying to follow a line of vines wondering where they led down to that he almost missed the port authority, a droid that repeated itself with a tone of annoyance "Business on New Cov?" and Desken flashed a goofy smile and walked over "Jedi business, looking to head into the jungle itself....there are access points?" he asked and the droid, an older protocol line that was likely in need of a processor upgrade or just a general TLC finally nodded and held out a hand. "ID" it ordered and Desken fished around his pockets before handing over his pass and a few moments later the droid handed it back. "Ship fees billed, jungle access at lower levels" and pointed over to a simple hover lift that would take him from the upper levels of the docks down into the city below.
Even though it was a droid the Jedi still bowed his head gratefully and strode past hoping onto the lift and looking at the display tapping down for the lower sectors and he felt a twinge of lose as he started down, the only light sources becoming from the electric lights. Finally the lift stopped at what looked like the cities market district and he looked up noticing signs pointing to surface access ports and he followed them. But passing by he spotted what looked like a canteen and he went in with that same friendly smile taking a seat at the bar. Another droid was acting as the bartender and he ordered a simple drink, to loosen up after being stuck in such a small ship for so long and then asked. "You wouldnt happen to know any one planning to head out into the jungle?" he asks and this droid at least was far more advanced able to actually recoil in shock "I'm sorry I think I misheard you" it replied moving to prepare a glass and the drink he had ordered though Desken noticed it had multiple sets of arms, likely to handle large orders with no difficulty. "The only people who go out onto the surface are the exterminator teams...and idiots" it answered coldly putting his drink down. "Well guess I am an idiot" Desken replies happily putting his credits on the counter to pay for the drink and taking a small sip. "But have you heard of any others?" he asked after a soft sigh, enjoying the coolness of the drink.
The droids lenses whirred and zoomed looking at his face before it turned to the rest of the canteen "This guy is looking for anyone brave enough to head into the jungle!" it announced and most laughed shaking their heads, most just workers on break from the cities biomolecule factories where all the plant life they could harvest was broken down and shipped to other worlds. "It might not look like it but I am a Jedi" Desken warns taking another sip of his drink but had raised his voice to make sure that detail would be added and at least a few chuckles died down and a few smiles left faces. The droid however was not impressed "Jedi or not nobody goes into the jungle unless they have to" he replies simply and got back to work cleaning cups and making drinks.
His wandering mind almost cost him the borrowed ship as he started down into one of the curved pipes, the wings of his little transport nearly scraping and he dealt with a sudden burst of static and swears from whoever was in control of the docking platforms "Sorry sorry" he replies focusing his wandering mind on the ship and bringing it in more carefully. Once clearing the pipe he was directed to a humble little dock and as he landed he looked out the window again. The view had changed remarkably, the dome allowing light to shine through but also showed the sheer army of vines and leaves trying hard to cover it. Directly overhead he could see the sky but as his gaze traveled down the vines formed like spiderwebs covering the dome until the sky blue was replaced with a dark green as the plants hungrily ate up every ray of light they could. Even as he watched a small ship floated about the dome spraying what he could only guess was industrial grade herbicide against the invaders to curb their growth.
He spent a bit just staring, caught up in trying to follow a line of vines wondering where they led down to that he almost missed the port authority, a droid that repeated itself with a tone of annoyance "Business on New Cov?" and Desken flashed a goofy smile and walked over "Jedi business, looking to head into the jungle itself....there are access points?" he asked and the droid, an older protocol line that was likely in need of a processor upgrade or just a general TLC finally nodded and held out a hand. "ID" it ordered and Desken fished around his pockets before handing over his pass and a few moments later the droid handed it back. "Ship fees billed, jungle access at lower levels" and pointed over to a simple hover lift that would take him from the upper levels of the docks down into the city below.
Even though it was a droid the Jedi still bowed his head gratefully and strode past hoping onto the lift and looking at the display tapping down for the lower sectors and he felt a twinge of lose as he started down, the only light sources becoming from the electric lights. Finally the lift stopped at what looked like the cities market district and he looked up noticing signs pointing to surface access ports and he followed them. But passing by he spotted what looked like a canteen and he went in with that same friendly smile taking a seat at the bar. Another droid was acting as the bartender and he ordered a simple drink, to loosen up after being stuck in such a small ship for so long and then asked. "You wouldnt happen to know any one planning to head out into the jungle?" he asks and this droid at least was far more advanced able to actually recoil in shock "I'm sorry I think I misheard you" it replied moving to prepare a glass and the drink he had ordered though Desken noticed it had multiple sets of arms, likely to handle large orders with no difficulty. "The only people who go out onto the surface are the exterminator teams...and idiots" it answered coldly putting his drink down. "Well guess I am an idiot" Desken replies happily putting his credits on the counter to pay for the drink and taking a small sip. "But have you heard of any others?" he asked after a soft sigh, enjoying the coolness of the drink.
The droids lenses whirred and zoomed looking at his face before it turned to the rest of the canteen "This guy is looking for anyone brave enough to head into the jungle!" it announced and most laughed shaking their heads, most just workers on break from the cities biomolecule factories where all the plant life they could harvest was broken down and shipped to other worlds. "It might not look like it but I am a Jedi" Desken warns taking another sip of his drink but had raised his voice to make sure that detail would be added and at least a few chuckles died down and a few smiles left faces. The droid however was not impressed "Jedi or not nobody goes into the jungle unless they have to" he replies simply and got back to work cleaning cups and making drinks.
