IC: Tattooine.   Posted by The Force.Group: 0
The Force
 GM, 616 posts
Wed 1 Nov 2017
at 13:25
IC: Tattooine
Anchorhead. Home of many different races, someone coming and others going. And a major hub of Jabba the Hutt amongst other gangs. Yet its rather quiet with few people moving about, shopping and gather up some supplies. And very windy. Perhaps a sandstorm is coming. A doctor is giving some advice to a young zabrak (Besrex). Several people start to go inside, closing their doors tightly. Vallen comes into the city, cloaked in brown almost looking like the sand itself.

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Besrex Jagran
 Zabrak Doctor, 12 posts
Tue 7 Nov 2017
at 14:41
IC: Tattooine
Shifting her weight from side to side, Besrex was somewhere between carefully listening to the other doctor and lazily tuning them out. Stifling a yawn, she nodded to show that she was listening and stuff. Besrex didn't really feel that advice was really necessary though. She was already a doctor, technically speaking! And sure, she was a little new in town, but how long was she going to stay here? Fortune willing, she'd leave this scrap heap of a planet before the week was out. Course, if luck wasn't on her side, she could be stuck here a lot longer. Two weeks, a month, a year, and so on. Hopefully her luck wasn't so bad as to trap her on the planet for a year.
Vallen Kell
 Human Padawan, 80 posts
Tue 7 Nov 2017
at 15:03
IC: Tattooine
Moving along the street Vallen avoids interacting with most of the people on the street as he looks for a place out of the coming storm. Having already spent a week on planet was more than he had planned but so far his luck at finding a way off world had been zero.

Noticing the two individuals who appeared to be doctors, Vallen decided to risk a conversation. "Excuse the interruption, but could you advise me on a place close by that accepts travelers."
Besrex Jagran
 Zabrak Doctor, 13 posts
Tue 7 Nov 2017
at 15:25
IC: Tattooine
Looking over at the Human, Besrex sighed. She was mostly new as well, but at least the new conversation might end the advice.

"Hmm...let's see. Here in Anchorhead, there's not a lot. The place is pretty small. You'd have better luck in Mos Eisley, I hear. But still, Anchorhead does have a couple cantinas. They generally accept everybody. One of them's even called The Weary Traveler. There's also a market and stuff." Besrex shrugged. There really wasn't much in this dump.

"Out of curiosity, are you just passing through, or are you trapped here like me?"
Vallen Kell
 Human Padawan, 81 posts
Tue 7 Nov 2017
at 16:01
IC: Tattooine
Vallen shrugs his shoulders, "At the moment I suppose I am stuck here. I have had little luck finding a ride off this dust ball."
Besrex Jagran
 Zabrak Doctor, 15 posts
Tue 7 Nov 2017
at 17:23
IC: Tattooine
Lightly chuckling, Besrex responded, "Tell me about it! You'd think some idiot with a ship would be looking for crew members or something. But no, it seems like anyone with the means to leave that wanted off this dung heap has already left."

Turning to the other doctor, she insincerely added, "No offense."
The Force
 GM, 620 posts
Tue 7 Nov 2017
at 17:54
IC: Tattooine
The doctor shakes his head."They fuel up and leave. Most who arrive, depart. And most do not trust a zabrak that seems to....aggrivate people. A lot it seems. Yes." The man glances out across the area, watching several people close up as the sandstorm begins to brew."Best come in. Its coming." He watches the zabrak and the human."Some indeed like it here. Away from the world. Some do not. I have gotten used to it. Know who to talk to, when to talk. Or went to walk away. Anyways, come in. Or perhaps go down the road. She knows the way to one of the cantinas."