Rescuing a new Droid

[Joshua Achilles]

[member="Alco"]​

Tattoine, the Desert World of the fabled WarLords of the Hutts. A white transport shuttle slowly went down through the thick and gritty atmosphere of Tattoine. The white shuttle then slowly descended towards the sandy surface of the planet with dust and gritty sand flying everywhere as the hot heat and air venting out of the bottom hull of the transport as it drew ever closer to the sandy surface. The Transport dropped down with a thud and clank of metal as it's landing struts extended and dug into the ground as to resist the great pull of the sandstorm in progress. A metal ramp slowly extended outwards from the rear hull of the transport until it hit the ground hard. A white door opened up revealing the milky white insides of the shuttle and a pair of three outdated B1-Battle Droids along with a man standing at 6Feet and 1Inch in some type of desert suit of sorts. The suit was painted to be the color of the sand to act as camouflage and a oxygen pack was strapped to the back of the suit as to allow the user to breath within almost any type of sandstorm upon a desert world. The man in the suit stepped through the door followed by the outdated desert B1-Battle droids. The man brought up his right arm to reveal a 2D map with a red blinking beacon at one side with a blue beacon at the other. This team with the man was the blue one, and the unknown droid signal was the red blinking beacon. The small group made its ways towards the red blinking beacon as to see who lied at the end of it while another droid hidden within the Pilot's seat of the transport shuttle brought up the ramp and closed the door as to stop any wind and gritty sand from getting within the clean inside of the transport shuttle.​

 

[Alco]

[member="Joshua Achilles"]
As Alco looked around him all he could see was the gritty insides of the sandcrawler. Busted-up droids left, right and center, Alco finally accepted that this was his life, protecting the sandcrawler, searching his memory Alco came to his first battle as a commander, in witch he successfully disarmed a jedi and killed them. Suddenly there was commotion between the Jawa people, apparently there was somebody coming to buy a droid, he looked around him wondering who, if any, of his droid friends would be leaving him today.

 

[Joshua Achilles]

[member="Alco"]​

The Group approached the giant brown Sandcrawler just as the sandstorm was dying down as just as the Jawa's were beginning to leave upon the Sandcrawler. The man whose current identity was none other than Joshua, the founder of the New Separatist Order, which would become free of any control of other factions extremely soon. Joshua grabbed the sides of his helmet and clicked a silver button on either side of the full face and head helmet which made a clicking sounds and a slight clacking sound. This unlocked the helmet from the full body suit Joshua was wearing and he brought the helmet over away from his head and held it under his right arm at his right side. The brown helmet slightly gleamed within the bright sun overhead. Joshua walked up to one of the small Jawa's dressed within a little brown robe that Jawa's were familiar with wearing. The Jawa caught onto what Joshua wanted, droids. So the Jawa gestured to Joshua and he followed the Jawa to the opposite side of the Sandcrawler where a collection of many different droids were. But, a few stood out directly to Joshua, the B1- commander battle droid and a few of the B2-battle droids and one heavily rusted B3-Ultra Battle Droid.​

"I'll have those battle droids of yours"​

Joshua gestured to the battle droids and the Jawa let out a surprised gasp, what would this man want with battle droids but the Jawa knew better then to argue with the man when the Jawa saw the man's battle droids. Joshua handed the Jawa a large amount of credits and the Jawa in response unchained the droids and told them that they were now this man's responsibility and ownership.​

 

[Alco]

Shocked Alco looks at his new owner and manages to mutter "What do you want with me?" Alco could see that this man was fond of battle droids but to go to a desolate planet like tatooine to purchase them confused him. Alco just walked with his new owner waiting for his response.

 

[Joshua Achilles]

[member="Alco"]​

​Good, the droid has spirit and a conscious. Also, by the faded looks and paint upon the droid's armor it appeared that he was some type of battle commander. Josuha didn't show any sign of a smile or grin but he did show it in other hidden ways like the way he clasped his hands together or just his stance. Joshus finally responded back to the battle droid along with the three other battle droids. Joshua placed his helmet back upon his head and then clicked a red button on each side of the white helmet. A sudden hissing and clicking sound was heard as the helmet locked back into the suit, locking it completely into place.​

"I am rebuilding the Confederacy of Independent Systems, the one you all are known from, for you were their few living children that somehow managed to live this long through the centuries."​

Joshua nodded through his suit to the droids before turning and walking back towards his white transport shuttle. Heavy sand and gritty air whizzed through the air at extreme and dangerous speeds as the sandstorm was picking up again, this time stronger than ever before. He gestured towards the droids he just bought as to follow him and his group of battle droids did likewise.​