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Once upon a Time in Tatooine

Aoman Quanto

The Piercing Fist
Character
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The Tatooine Markets


Aoman hadn't been there for 5 minutes, and he already hated the place. It was too hot, it was too dirty, and the stench was immense. Well, he was here now, so he had no choice but to press on and see what he could see. Small... people talking with each other at tables, in brown cowls that hid their faces. Giant beasts walking about the streets, mounted by traders, farmers and other civilians. He knew he wouldn't return to the temple for anyone, but for the first time in a while, he was beginning to consider it. The traders, berating ongoing travelers to buy this or take that, desperate for any sort of sale. Ugh.

Suddenly, a small, repulsive looking creature burst out of his market stall towards Aoman, speaking a funny language he didn't understand.
"I don't want whatever you're selling. Move." He said sternly, not wanting to make a scene, but inadvertently doing so.
"Come on... something. ANYTHING!" The creature closed the distance, getting into Aomans face, trying his best to sound pitiful enough to convince someone to buy his lackluster product.
"Get your ridiculous face out of mine!" Aoman shoved him, sending the 'man' tumbling to the floor. The drinkers and bystanders were becoming onlookers, clearly taking note of the scene taking place. Clearly not understanding the gravity of where he was, he spat on the ground, turned, and he said, as simple as he could:

"What are you wrinkled sand beetles looking at?"
@A'Runda
 

A'Runda

Mr. Sandman
Character
At the moment A'Runda was among the markets near the outskirts of the city. He was currently gathered with some Jawa salespersons. He was currently trying to get some components for his crude lightsaber in exchange for some black melons he got.

"Ko lopo, Opakwa Kurruzza." (Broken, spare parts repair) the Jawa said, trying to sell spare parts he didn't need as they looked over his crude weapon.

"What? No, I just need a single component. Stop trying to up sale me..." A'Runda replied to the sleazy little alien.

After that the Jawa made a disappointed sigh as he was found out. "Eyeta-" (Friend-) However, whatever he planned to say was just off as they looked over behind the Tusken at the scene playing out. When he turned to see what it was he saw as the person was thrown to the ground. After the man spoke to the those who were watching the Jawa made a comment. "Ehh, Hkeek nkulla" (A particularly disparaging Jawa curse) Which made A'Runda laugh some. But he hoped the hot headed individual didn't understand the little Alien.

[member="Aoman Quanto"]
 

Aoman Quanto

The Piercing Fist
Character
"Hey, who are you laughing at?!" Aoman couldn't help but let his pride get to him. Well, if we're being perfectly honest, he was happy to oblige... He felt the anger swelling, and began to walk towards the small statured creature standing in front of him.

"H-" Before the Jawa could get a word in edgeways, he continued:

"Robed Dwarf, all you are good for is laughing and being pushed over. You are clearly not my match!" He began to bring his hand down to the Jawa, to give him a back-handed slap, to get back for the embarrassment he'd been caused by the onlookers.

@A'Runda
 

A'Runda

Mr. Sandman
Character
A'Runda perked up after hearing the man walk up behind him. Turning his head to look over his shoulder he watched as they approached the Jawa. However, sensing int he Force their hostile intentions they had. So the moment they began to strike the little alien he grabbed the man's wrist, stopping him from assaulting the Jawa.

"Careful their partner..." The Tusken said to him. Letting go of them A'Runda stepped in between him and the Jawa. Peering at [member="Aoman Quanto"] through the mask covering his face. It was easy to mess around with a lone Jawa, but their large genetic cousin, the Tusken, was a whole other deal. "Why don't you just move along with your own business." It was clear through his tone and actions that he wasn't gonna put up with their bad behavior.
 
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