Ten Loop
Shipwright
"A screaming metal death trap."
That's exactly what he'd told the Corellian when asked his professional opinion. That hunk of junk had been lucky enough to land in one piece when it got here. It needed a full rebuild instead of more plating welded to the hull. He honestly couldn't tell what ship it originally was at a glance. The Firespray-31 was, technically, still able to fly. It was just a horrendously bad idea with the compromised structure.
He'd clearly been in too many firefights, or gotten this for a bargain from someone who'd done so, but overall he rated it a scrap, especially since the man wasn't willing to pay.
Didn't mean he had a lack of remorse when he was raised by the man as his vessel came screaming out of the sky, shot down by pursuing guards after collecting a bounty on one of their higher ups. The distress signal cut off mid-sentence, Taps letting him know the signal went dead.
"Look, let's at least go make sure he's okay. If he's dead, we can always scuttle the ship for parts."
He'd wave off the protesting whistles of his astromech as he slithers back into his ship. A few moments later, and they were on their way to the smoking, twisted metal among the dunes of Tatooine.
That's exactly what he'd told the Corellian when asked his professional opinion. That hunk of junk had been lucky enough to land in one piece when it got here. It needed a full rebuild instead of more plating welded to the hull. He honestly couldn't tell what ship it originally was at a glance. The Firespray-31 was, technically, still able to fly. It was just a horrendously bad idea with the compromised structure.
He'd clearly been in too many firefights, or gotten this for a bargain from someone who'd done so, but overall he rated it a scrap, especially since the man wasn't willing to pay.
Didn't mean he had a lack of remorse when he was raised by the man as his vessel came screaming out of the sky, shot down by pursuing guards after collecting a bounty on one of their higher ups. The distress signal cut off mid-sentence, Taps letting him know the signal went dead.
"Look, let's at least go make sure he's okay. If he's dead, we can always scuttle the ship for parts."
He'd wave off the protesting whistles of his astromech as he slithers back into his ship. A few moments later, and they were on their way to the smoking, twisted metal among the dunes of Tatooine.