Bubblegum Boy
Tatooine
More specifically on the outskirts of some settlement. This settlement was far from other towns and city’s of Tatooine, separated by miles and miles of empty wastes. Luckily the teen crashed so close to the town. Mason sighed as he brushed off his jeans jacket. He looked back to his X-wing part of it buried in the sand. The teen facepalmed as he grabbed a piece of gum out of his pocket, unwrapped it, and began chewing. Mason looked down at the cracked cockpit window and groaned, not because of the ship, but because his hair was all messed up.
“You’ve got to be freakin kidding me!”Mason grumbled as he hastily ran a hand through his hair trying to make it somewhat decent. Mason sighed as he picked grabbed his lightsaber and fastened it to his belt. His eyes went wide as he noticed that one of his favorite stuffed animals were destroyed in the crash.
“Mr Womprat...” Mason said with a hint of sadness in his voice. The Jedi shook his head and turned to the town. There had to be someone that would be able to help him out, hopefully, he didn’t wanna be stuck on Tatooine forever. Though the twin suns would be a good idea for a painting.
Mason smiled as he walked into the town, his usual swagger present as he made his way through a market. The tall teen chewed his gum as he walked into a diner. The smell of bantha steak filled his nose. He decided to sit down at the counter. Soon a waitress would come to take his order. “One burger please.” Mason said as he still tried to he’d smudges of dirt off his jacket. The whole time chewing his gum, stopping to blow a bubble with an audible pop
He reached out with the force to see if there was any other force user in the area. Closing his eyes and taking a breath. He reached out.
[member="Loreena Arenais"]
More specifically on the outskirts of some settlement. This settlement was far from other towns and city’s of Tatooine, separated by miles and miles of empty wastes. Luckily the teen crashed so close to the town. Mason sighed as he brushed off his jeans jacket. He looked back to his X-wing part of it buried in the sand. The teen facepalmed as he grabbed a piece of gum out of his pocket, unwrapped it, and began chewing. Mason looked down at the cracked cockpit window and groaned, not because of the ship, but because his hair was all messed up.
“You’ve got to be freakin kidding me!”Mason grumbled as he hastily ran a hand through his hair trying to make it somewhat decent. Mason sighed as he picked grabbed his lightsaber and fastened it to his belt. His eyes went wide as he noticed that one of his favorite stuffed animals were destroyed in the crash.
“Mr Womprat...” Mason said with a hint of sadness in his voice. The Jedi shook his head and turned to the town. There had to be someone that would be able to help him out, hopefully, he didn’t wanna be stuck on Tatooine forever. Though the twin suns would be a good idea for a painting.
Mason smiled as he walked into the town, his usual swagger present as he made his way through a market. The tall teen chewed his gum as he walked into a diner. The smell of bantha steak filled his nose. He decided to sit down at the counter. Soon a waitress would come to take his order. “One burger please.” Mason said as he still tried to he’d smudges of dirt off his jacket. The whole time chewing his gum, stopping to blow a bubble with an audible pop
He reached out with the force to see if there was any other force user in the area. Closing his eyes and taking a breath. He reached out.
[member="Loreena Arenais"]