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Post by MikDaTv on Aug 2, 2009 22:09:19 GMT -5
The Johnny 5 touched down on the surface of Mon Calamari. The ships landing gear softened themselves down onto the Calamari landing pad. The floating city had dozens of small ship landing pads for use by the public. Trade to the planets surface wasn't what it used to be. People didn't seem to want to buy whale oil and exotic fish anymore.
"Chucky!!! Get the next crate ready, we got a job to do." Hutch shouted from the cockpit.
BB Chuck reluctantly rolled down to the cargo bay and unstrapped a crate and picked it up. "Are you sure you need me for this sir? I'm quite worried about corrosion."
Hutch slid to a stop as he was passing the cargo bay. He finished putting on his jacket while he said "B, what did I say about having an adventure. You can't have adventure by sitting in here, now come on."
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Post by MikDaTv on Aug 5, 2009 20:19:41 GMT -5
"Get out of here Chuck!!!" Hutch yelled as he half ran, half stumbled through the front door of the Swimming Hole, a local dive where he was supposed to drop off his next shipment.
Blaster bolts followed Hutch out the door and BB Chuck tore the door off it's hinges as he burst through it rolling as fast as he could yelling "AHHHHHHHHHHHHH" flailing his mechanical arms in every direction.
Hutch leaped over a trash can and went into an alley. "Chuck, get back to the ship! I'll meet you there!" He yelled as he kept running. He wasn't entirely sure the droid heard him since it was rolling away, still yelling at the top of it's lungs.
The three thugs who were doing the shooting rounded the corner into the alley looking for hutch. They had pistols drawn and ready to fire but Hutch was already a good 50 feet away and booking as fast as he could. The thugs gave chase hoping to close the distance.
Hutch got to a section of scaffolding and made a snap decision. at the risk of being terribly cliche, Hutch started climbing. He pulled himself up to the first level of the scaffolding and reached for the next level. There was a platform a ten feet up that painters were using to apply weather proof stain to the side of the building that got the most sea spray during storms.
When the thugs got to the bottom of the scaffolding one of them aimed their blasters but the other two stopped him. "are you crazy? If you miss you could bring the entire scaffold down on us." The leader said. He slapped the trigger happy one on the back of his head. "Start climbing nimwit."
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Post by MikDaTv on Aug 7, 2009 2:36:23 GMT -5
Hutch made it to the roof of the building and started running again. It wasn't all that wide of a structure so it wasn't long before he ran out of roof. That wasn't the kind of thing Hutch was going to let stop him. Without looking he leaped over the side of the building.
Luckily another, shorter building was waiting for him underneath. He rolled to break the fall and then was up running again. When this building ran out he slid to a stop and looked down first before doing a slight hop over the side. He caught himself on the edge and then let himself fall, grabbing onto a windowsill a few feet down.
When he let go of that windowsill he fell a few more feet and grabbed onto another one. Instead of repeating, this time he hauled himself sideways and grabbed onto a drainage pipe and slid the rest of the way to the bottom.
The thugs were a few steps behind him the whole way but they never regained sight of him. Hutch decided to use this to his advantage as he ran out into the street. He took his jacket off and wrapped it around his waist, making sure to keep the blaster pistol hidden inside the jacket. Then, as he ran by an outdoor restaurant he grabbed someones trench coat that had been left dangling off the back of a chair. He draped it over his shoulders like a cape and skidded to a stop. He crossed the street and started doubling back. Ever so slightly his face started to shift. In a few second he no longer resembled himself, but an actor who Hutch had been watching on the holonet.
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Post by MikDaTv on Aug 11, 2009 2:03:20 GMT -5
After Hutch had avoided the little mishap at the cantina where he had delivered his latest shipment, he headed north. The floating city was fairly large and it took him a while to walk the whole way but he finally made it to the bar where he was going to meet his contact.
Fat Stans was a small place. The Sulustian at the bar was kept busy though as new patrons ordered drinks to wash away their sorrows as they watched their favorite teams lose. Hutch approached the bar and ordered a Lomin Ale. When the bar tender brought the drink Hutch leaned in close. "Where can i find Talltek?"
The Sullustian eyed him with suspicion but pointed to a corner booth. Hutch took his drink in his hand and nodded a thank you. He made his way across the bar and sat down at the corner booth across from Talltek. He took the datachip from his coat and slid it across the table and said. "So others may live."
Talltek took the chip and placed it in a hand held holoprojector. images of republic fighters strafing the Renrut building, a pile of bodies in the lower levels, data on rising level of missing persons and some information on military police patrols flashed across the holographic display. "Thank you pilot. You'll find your payment lying in a shipping crate next to your ship."
Hutch smiled and stood. downed his drink in a single go and slammed the glass on the table. He turned and walked out of the sports bar and back to his ship.
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