Aston Jacobs
Freedom
Ord Mantell
How did I get dragged into this? Desperate times call for desperate measure but still that didn't matter. He would do what he always did, though on any occasion he wouldn't have taken on a calling such as this. Aston could do any manner of work, he wasn't afraid of work. He had done any kind of work when he was little, ranging from repairs and leaning towards Jedi lore.
It was incredibly hot in this thing...
Aston couldn't wipe his brow or anything like that, he had to suck it up for now. This was his third day at this job. Aston arrived here for a reason, and one reason only. But that got stalled when he ran into this little jam. He was in debt a little bit of money, nothing to serious but he always promised his friends to repay in any way shape or form as long as they didn't go against his own mind.
But this...
ORDER UP!!!!!!
"Lovely...." Aston muttered underneath the very real and impressive looking wookiee suit he was in. Aston standing about 5'10 was working at a place called the Wookiee Cabana on Ord Mantell. Anytime he said something his words came out in the Wookiee language, very impressively than anything he had ever seen. So while it was kinda funny to be in this thing, it was also a complete pain in the neck. Aston walked over towards the bar and reached for the plates and brought them over to the father and son sitting down about to enjoy their meal.
"Hope you enjoy it!" Aston said softly, but came out in a rather loud roar due to the mechanisms in the suit. The place was rather slow tonight, some people didn't like the idea of a wookiee serving them. So this place was sometimes busy, but then sometimes incredibly slow. The entire establishment was run by Wookiee's, only the owner knew of this idea and that Aston was indeed a human. Soon, he would be able to see Julianna but for now....
ORDER UP!!!!!!
It looked to be a long night,, and that's because it was only 7 P.M....
How did I get dragged into this? Desperate times call for desperate measure but still that didn't matter. He would do what he always did, though on any occasion he wouldn't have taken on a calling such as this. Aston could do any manner of work, he wasn't afraid of work. He had done any kind of work when he was little, ranging from repairs and leaning towards Jedi lore.
It was incredibly hot in this thing...
Aston couldn't wipe his brow or anything like that, he had to suck it up for now. This was his third day at this job. Aston arrived here for a reason, and one reason only. But that got stalled when he ran into this little jam. He was in debt a little bit of money, nothing to serious but he always promised his friends to repay in any way shape or form as long as they didn't go against his own mind.
But this...
ORDER UP!!!!!!
"Lovely...." Aston muttered underneath the very real and impressive looking wookiee suit he was in. Aston standing about 5'10 was working at a place called the Wookiee Cabana on Ord Mantell. Anytime he said something his words came out in the Wookiee language, very impressively than anything he had ever seen. So while it was kinda funny to be in this thing, it was also a complete pain in the neck. Aston walked over towards the bar and reached for the plates and brought them over to the father and son sitting down about to enjoy their meal.
"Hope you enjoy it!" Aston said softly, but came out in a rather loud roar due to the mechanisms in the suit. The place was rather slow tonight, some people didn't like the idea of a wookiee serving them. So this place was sometimes busy, but then sometimes incredibly slow. The entire establishment was run by Wookiee's, only the owner knew of this idea and that Aston was indeed a human. Soon, he would be able to see Julianna but for now....
ORDER UP!!!!!!
It looked to be a long night,, and that's because it was only 7 P.M....