Tobias Wraith
Face Everything And Rise
Ord Mantell
City of Worlport
Docking Bay T-37
"Just sign here sir, and we will finish this transaction." Toydarians always had the worst smiles, especially when they were up to no good. A loud exhale left the pilots mouth as the beginnings of a frown began to form. "Just try and stay subtle this time Gruggs, I don't need a repeat of last time so close to Republic space." Gruggs was not the most sympathetic or discreet weapons dealer, and out running an introductory to jump to hyperspace over illegal weapons in a company ship wasn't good form. "Fine, I will make sir to wait a few more minutes Toby, just for you okay?" A grubby hand, or paw slapped his leather jacket,"now sign the damn form so you and Gardulla can receive your credits."
If only I could see some of those, he thought as he signed the form with the name he had been told to sign.
"There, guess I will see you in a few weeks on my next run." Except the toydarian and his men left without a word with the contraband he had brought in. The empty, run down hangar housed the JackDaw, his Calrissian class freighter. The Silk Holdings logo on the side barely visible, time had nearly erased it. Various dents, searches, and torn panels on the outside made it obvious it was heavily used. Footfall echoed off the stone walls as Tobias came over and connected the fuel line to the ship, while ushering the repair droids to see to the ship. "When I get back I will take a look at the hyperdrive old girl, I promise." Quickly pulling out his sonic service over, he patted the ship like one would their pet. "I will be back soon, I've got one last errand to run."
Working for Silk paid the bills, smuggling for Gardulla chilled away at his debt. The astromech that followed him as he left the hangar and walked into the bustling streets had the spice he needed to move to try and get ahead of his other gambling debts. "I sure can make one hell of a mess," he said to no one. Throngs of people moved through the streets. Lowering his head, he chanced one glance at the beautiful, pink sky before heading toward the bar he was supposed to meet his contact. Street vendors called at him, be he pressed on as the droid follow him.
Someone was following him, and he needed to stay a couple steps ahead. Or do something stupid.
In Toby's case, it was usually option two.