AHN 'verse. Tatooine. In search of wings.

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Mos Eisley. Some would call it a space port. A few hardy sparks call it home. But for most Mos Eisley is nowhere on the edge of nothing. A place to be lost and forgotten. A place where no dreams die, because no one has energy to bother dreaming.

And a place where you can usually find many types, though it usually doesn't hold as many Autotroopers as are currently patrolling the streets.

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"Nah. The little guys ride free." Jetfire eyes Random, then drops his optics to Kia and makes a little clicking sound as he winks at her. "But I might have to charge extra for danger compensation."

[astrotechmech]

The look Random gives back is distrustful and the wink Jetfire had given her doesn't exactly help.

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"Danger compensation?" asks Scavenger, one brow ridge lifting calmly.

"Yeah. I hear there's a couple of Rebel astrotechs on the loose. The Imps have a reward out for 'em and everything." Jetfire crosses his arms across his chestplate.

"I hear there's a Hutt with a price on your head," returns Scavenger quietly.

[astrotechmech]

Man, was he glad he covered his symbol back up. A reward. Good grief! They were gonna have bounty hunters after them!

Despite his thoughts, he's able to mostly keep his look schooled into a distrustful one.

Oooo. Well played.

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Jetfire's optics flash slightly. "If you weren't friends with the little people I'd...."

"Not in front of the newspark."

"...Say what??"

[astrotechmech]

Random's gaze snaps to Scavenger. Why'd he--?!