Well, well, well. I feel so inspired lately. I'm actually trying to
update semi-consistently and actually COMPLETE a story for once. I,
unfortunately, will have the most insane week next week, so I really don't
know what I'll do. So, what's going to be in this chapter? You'll just
have to read and find out!
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Luke was back home, resting on his bed. The afternoon events kept on pounding through his head, over and over again. Oh, how he wanted the speeder, but how was he supposed to get that much money? He had never even seen more than 10,000 credits in his life, but 300,000 was just overwhelming! With his new goal in mind he would have to save...carry the three...for 25 years! That was if it went down in price by 20,000 a year, which was very unlikely. How was he supposed to save up his allowance for that? He snorted despairingly and rolled over onto his side, trying to fall asleep.
Then his eyes snapped back open. Another job! He could get another job! Once Uncle Owen was better, he could go to Anchorhead more often and work! After school, Biggs or another friend could take him there, and he could earn money! That's what he'd do.
He closed his eyes and went back to sleep.
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Today was his final day for going to Anchorhead. Uncle Owen was fully healed and would be working again tomorrow. So, Luke decided that today was the day that he would find a job. He had been looking at potential areas of work the last couple of times he had gone to Anchorhead. There were several restaurants and bars that might work out. There also were some warehouses where he could load and unload. There also were some stores and workshops where he could work. But first he had to go shopping.
He went through his normal route and quickly got the needed supplies. Luke had three hours to find a job. He walked to the best option for a job, the mechanics supply depot. They had almost everything in there, from a warehouse to a repair shop to a store. Hopefully they would hire him for something. He quickly entered the front entrance and walked up to the counter. A human and a droid stood behind it, looking extremely bored.
"I'd like a job here," Luke said. The human lazily pointed at a door. Luke quickly went through. There was a droid receptionist standing behind a counter.
"Yes?" it said in the overly proper way of protocol droids. Luke walked forward and stated his purpose. "A job? How old are you?"
"15," Luke stated.
The droid analyzed him for a moment before responding in a monotone voice. "According to Imperial Decree-CR 2584, subsection 3, any human below the age of 18 must be schooled ten hours a day, unless already mastered or given special exemption. Do you still go to school?" "Yes, I was looking for a job after school," Luke said.
"We do not have any free jobs that would work with your time schedule. My apologies." The receptionist droid turned back to the computer console and ignored him. Luke felt very worried now. He didn't know that he would run into conflicts like these, but that's probably why he never saw anyone his age working, at least in the legitimate establishments. What would he do now?
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Luke sat in his speeder, feeling frustrated. Some of the places he had looked at didn't have any opening and others wouldn't accept him because he was too young. The rest paid too little to help him towards his goal. He had thought this was a sure way of earning money, but it didn't look like it.
Luke gunned the engine and started going back home. He weaved through some smaller streets and was pulling out onto the main street. Suddenly a honk and loud yelling filled the street.
"You idiot kid! Watch what you're doing!" Luke turned around and saw two other speeders swerving around him. One stopped rapidly and a tall creature got out. It looked like a bounty hunter of some kind. Blasters and vibroblades of all kinds were strapped to its various limbs. The creature walked forward and came up next to Luke on his speeder. He grabbed Luke by the neck and picked him up. Luke squirmed back and forth, but a large hand cuffed him on the side of his head.
The world swayed dangerously, but Luke still fought back. The creature paused for a moment and through a punch at Luke's stomach. Several snaps met Luke's ears and a large burst of pain flew through his body. Luke cried out and several tears came out of his eyes. Gasping for breath, Luke grew angrier and angrier. He hadn't cried since he was five years old. In one punch this thing had made him cry again. Anger flooded through him and suddenly he was dropped to the ground. He glanced at the creature, which was pushed up against a wall, choking. The creature clawed repetitively at its throat as if trying to remove some invisible cord. Luke stood up and walked over. The creature fell over, dead. Luke's anger drained out of him, leaving him slightly exhausted. A large purse of money lay on top of the creature. Luke bent down, grabbed it, and quickly made his way back to his speeder, not daring to think about what had just occurred.
On the other side of the galaxy, Darth Vader opened his eyes as he felt a surge through the Force.
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Yeah! Vader finally showed up! This is just the beginning of Luke's outlaw life. It wasn't truly a outlaw moment but sort of. Thanks to my reviewers! Kazzy, thanks so much for all your reviews! You're the first one every time it seems like. Please tell me what you think! (Side note, honor Deja Vu!)
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Luke was back home, resting on his bed. The afternoon events kept on pounding through his head, over and over again. Oh, how he wanted the speeder, but how was he supposed to get that much money? He had never even seen more than 10,000 credits in his life, but 300,000 was just overwhelming! With his new goal in mind he would have to save...carry the three...for 25 years! That was if it went down in price by 20,000 a year, which was very unlikely. How was he supposed to save up his allowance for that? He snorted despairingly and rolled over onto his side, trying to fall asleep.
Then his eyes snapped back open. Another job! He could get another job! Once Uncle Owen was better, he could go to Anchorhead more often and work! After school, Biggs or another friend could take him there, and he could earn money! That's what he'd do.
He closed his eyes and went back to sleep.
~ * ~ * ~
Today was his final day for going to Anchorhead. Uncle Owen was fully healed and would be working again tomorrow. So, Luke decided that today was the day that he would find a job. He had been looking at potential areas of work the last couple of times he had gone to Anchorhead. There were several restaurants and bars that might work out. There also were some warehouses where he could load and unload. There also were some stores and workshops where he could work. But first he had to go shopping.
He went through his normal route and quickly got the needed supplies. Luke had three hours to find a job. He walked to the best option for a job, the mechanics supply depot. They had almost everything in there, from a warehouse to a repair shop to a store. Hopefully they would hire him for something. He quickly entered the front entrance and walked up to the counter. A human and a droid stood behind it, looking extremely bored.
"I'd like a job here," Luke said. The human lazily pointed at a door. Luke quickly went through. There was a droid receptionist standing behind a counter.
"Yes?" it said in the overly proper way of protocol droids. Luke walked forward and stated his purpose. "A job? How old are you?"
"15," Luke stated.
The droid analyzed him for a moment before responding in a monotone voice. "According to Imperial Decree-CR 2584, subsection 3, any human below the age of 18 must be schooled ten hours a day, unless already mastered or given special exemption. Do you still go to school?" "Yes, I was looking for a job after school," Luke said.
"We do not have any free jobs that would work with your time schedule. My apologies." The receptionist droid turned back to the computer console and ignored him. Luke felt very worried now. He didn't know that he would run into conflicts like these, but that's probably why he never saw anyone his age working, at least in the legitimate establishments. What would he do now?
~ * ~ * ~
Luke sat in his speeder, feeling frustrated. Some of the places he had looked at didn't have any opening and others wouldn't accept him because he was too young. The rest paid too little to help him towards his goal. He had thought this was a sure way of earning money, but it didn't look like it.
Luke gunned the engine and started going back home. He weaved through some smaller streets and was pulling out onto the main street. Suddenly a honk and loud yelling filled the street.
"You idiot kid! Watch what you're doing!" Luke turned around and saw two other speeders swerving around him. One stopped rapidly and a tall creature got out. It looked like a bounty hunter of some kind. Blasters and vibroblades of all kinds were strapped to its various limbs. The creature walked forward and came up next to Luke on his speeder. He grabbed Luke by the neck and picked him up. Luke squirmed back and forth, but a large hand cuffed him on the side of his head.
The world swayed dangerously, but Luke still fought back. The creature paused for a moment and through a punch at Luke's stomach. Several snaps met Luke's ears and a large burst of pain flew through his body. Luke cried out and several tears came out of his eyes. Gasping for breath, Luke grew angrier and angrier. He hadn't cried since he was five years old. In one punch this thing had made him cry again. Anger flooded through him and suddenly he was dropped to the ground. He glanced at the creature, which was pushed up against a wall, choking. The creature clawed repetitively at its throat as if trying to remove some invisible cord. Luke stood up and walked over. The creature fell over, dead. Luke's anger drained out of him, leaving him slightly exhausted. A large purse of money lay on top of the creature. Luke bent down, grabbed it, and quickly made his way back to his speeder, not daring to think about what had just occurred.
On the other side of the galaxy, Darth Vader opened his eyes as he felt a surge through the Force.
~ ! ~ ! ~ ! ~ ! ~
Yeah! Vader finally showed up! This is just the beginning of Luke's outlaw life. It wasn't truly a outlaw moment but sort of. Thanks to my reviewers! Kazzy, thanks so much for all your reviews! You're the first one every time it seems like. Please tell me what you think! (Side note, honor Deja Vu!)