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Underworld Lower City
Rewire District
Nameless Tower
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a metal box approaches picking up debre, metal and organic with thin metal arms
"hey those are mine" the kid snatches his knives from the rear bin of the droid
ignoring the organic, all debre was systematically picked up
the hyper active blond was kept busy as he had to pick up his gear
and retrieve anything picked by the droid, and it always seemed to go left when he went right
talk about frustrating
he rescued his undamaged gear
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hearing hissing like a broken water pipe
the kid turns away from the mobile trash can cleaning the area
turning a corner nearby an odd form in a vest stomps into view around a corner of the rooftop
wiping a yellow stained rag over its face and head
pointing to the teen hisses
{where were you when the bantha poo-doo hit the fan}
"..."
shock looking at a talking lizard, and an old one at that
"..."
looking at the body impression in the fan exaust port
{kid you ok?}
eying the impression in the fencing grate
[kid], ~kid~, #hello#
several other languages are tried as the old lizard tries to talk to the injured teen
carefuly, as several pointy weapons lie around the damaged grate
and hang from his leg strapped belt holster
carefully leading him to a doorway takes the unknown into the unknown
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down below after a ring hall
dodging cleaning boxes scrubbing yellow stains off the floor and walls
{here boy} points to room, going in, metalic junk heaven
point to a chair, {watch this} activating an old com system used for schooling
"sugoi"
the watching the screen in shock, the trandoshan steps out
heading upstairs to the roof
brings back a damaged grate, pictures of the same
and organic samples in vials
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{who to contact? Well, lets check if local first.}
{perhaps a reward if he's a noble}
dialing com codes.
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