Bengalo Chergari
Character
Having a ship of her own was the best thing that had ever happened. Sure it meant that someone else no longer had a ship of their own, but quite frankly for them to have afforded a yacht like Khere in the first place they could probably afford to lose her, otherwise they would have had better security.
The downside, or so Benny had found, was that fuel was bloody expensive. It had been a bit of a struggle sometimes to keep herself fed, and there had always been the option to stroll through a marketplace and snag things off carts. You couldn't really hide a worthwhile amount of fuel up your sleeves or in your pockets. On the other hand, having a ship meant you could get better jobs. It was, she reflected, a bit of a catch 22. Get the ship, so you can make more money but then have to spend said money on ship. Oh well. What were the point of credits if you didn't spend them?
Her current job was probably illegal, she hadn't really asked, but it was interesting, and that was all that really mattered to her. She'd let word get out that she had a ship and was free to be hired and soon found herself approached by a rather twitchy man with far more blasters than were really reasonable. He in turn had pulled out a holopad which had projected a figure of a cloaked being who had spoken with an obviously scrambled voice. It was all a bit heavy handed really, but said holo-projection had offered her a generous amount of credits straight up to retrieve an item for him. She wasn't sure what the item was, or where it was, as he'd made it clear that he'd only give her the instructions one piece at a time via the holopad.
This likely would have made your average person uneasy. Bennys immediate thought was Ooo, scavenger hunt, and off she'd set.
The first location on the list had been Metellos. Benny wasn't generally very keen on the Core. Oh sure, they were being largely civilised these days, but they still tended to be quite prejudiced against her sort, at least up in the posh areas. They were also terrible overpopulated, and not everyone could live in a city in the sky. All sorts were jammed in down below in desperate circumstances. It wasn't Nar Shaddaa dangerous by any stretch, but anyone who thought these planets were safe had obviously been born with money.
Bringing her ship in to park, Benny pulled out the holopad.
Arrive on Metellos, check.
The next voice recording played instantly. "Find somewhere with records of Jedi flight paths. Confirm when this is done." It shut itself off again.
Jedi flight paths? Where the bloody hell was she supposed to find that? Where there even Jedi on Metellos? She didn't know, it wasn't like she took much interest in what any of that lot were doing other than to avoid them. It was all wonging buildings at each other and stupid speeches and don't steal and wahwahwah. Pfft. Force-users. She shrugged. Whatever, she'd figure something out, or she'd find something else to do.
Exiting and ensuring she'd secured her ship, Benny headed for an elevator to take her down to the true surface. She'd find someone who knew something...
The downside, or so Benny had found, was that fuel was bloody expensive. It had been a bit of a struggle sometimes to keep herself fed, and there had always been the option to stroll through a marketplace and snag things off carts. You couldn't really hide a worthwhile amount of fuel up your sleeves or in your pockets. On the other hand, having a ship meant you could get better jobs. It was, she reflected, a bit of a catch 22. Get the ship, so you can make more money but then have to spend said money on ship. Oh well. What were the point of credits if you didn't spend them?
Her current job was probably illegal, she hadn't really asked, but it was interesting, and that was all that really mattered to her. She'd let word get out that she had a ship and was free to be hired and soon found herself approached by a rather twitchy man with far more blasters than were really reasonable. He in turn had pulled out a holopad which had projected a figure of a cloaked being who had spoken with an obviously scrambled voice. It was all a bit heavy handed really, but said holo-projection had offered her a generous amount of credits straight up to retrieve an item for him. She wasn't sure what the item was, or where it was, as he'd made it clear that he'd only give her the instructions one piece at a time via the holopad.
This likely would have made your average person uneasy. Bennys immediate thought was Ooo, scavenger hunt, and off she'd set.
The first location on the list had been Metellos. Benny wasn't generally very keen on the Core. Oh sure, they were being largely civilised these days, but they still tended to be quite prejudiced against her sort, at least up in the posh areas. They were also terrible overpopulated, and not everyone could live in a city in the sky. All sorts were jammed in down below in desperate circumstances. It wasn't Nar Shaddaa dangerous by any stretch, but anyone who thought these planets were safe had obviously been born with money.
Bringing her ship in to park, Benny pulled out the holopad.
Arrive on Metellos, check.
The next voice recording played instantly. "Find somewhere with records of Jedi flight paths. Confirm when this is done." It shut itself off again.
Jedi flight paths? Where the bloody hell was she supposed to find that? Where there even Jedi on Metellos? She didn't know, it wasn't like she took much interest in what any of that lot were doing other than to avoid them. It was all wonging buildings at each other and stupid speeches and don't steal and wahwahwah. Pfft. Force-users. She shrugged. Whatever, she'd figure something out, or she'd find something else to do.
Exiting and ensuring she'd secured her ship, Benny headed for an elevator to take her down to the true surface. She'd find someone who knew something...