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[The Survivors RPG] Mission 3 - Return to Coruscant (Phase 2) | "Limited Power"
Location: Coruscant, Business District
///Log Entry\\\
As we were finishing up distributing the supplies, I got an urgent communication on my comlink from Zach. Cray Schaf, a member of Hozz's team, reported that a breaker had popped in the Night Life District, and now the power had gone out to the Business District. Zach needed someone to get the power back on as soon as possible so that the citizens could continue to go about their jobs.
To my surprise, Sev volunteered to help with repairs. He said he knew a little bit about power systems. Apparently, his father used to work with electricity. I was pretty proud of the kid; he was finally making himself useful.
I retrieved my toolbelt and a laser-soldering tool from the Flickering Ray, and we headed out to restore the power and make any other necessary repairs to the buildings of the Business District.
As we worked, Sev struck up a conversation.
"Listen, I'm sorry about your speeder," he said.
"Well, you better be," I said half-seriously. "It's all because of you that I had to get the beskar axe in the first place. You know, you sure are a lot of trouble, kid."
Sev grinned sheepishly. "You wouldn't be the first person I've heard that from."
"I'm sure," I said. "But don't worry about the speeder. I intend to get it back."
Sev worked on fixing a bent antenna while I tinkered with some old power converters on the side of a building. After several hours of repairs, I was almost ready for a lunch break and was looking forward to a nice swig of cold blue milk. I wished I had some Nevarro cookies to go with it, but someone "borrowed" the last of my cookies when we were stowed aboard the Mynock.
My daydream of lunch was interrupted by the sound of frightened shouting and the screech of a speeder scraping against the side of a building.
"Look out!" I heard Sev yell.
I snatched up the beskar axe and spun around just as a double-bladed red lightsaber swung towards my head.
///End Log\\\
This is my entry for the second phase of the third mission in the Survivors RPG. Check out the RPG! www.flickr.com/groups/thesurvivorsrpg/
God bless!
-BH
[The Survivors RPG] Mission 3 - Return to Coruscant (Phase 2) | "Limited Power"
Location: Coruscant, Business District
///Log Entry\\\
As we were finishing up distributing the supplies, I got an urgent communication on my comlink from Zach. Cray Schaf, a member of Hozz's team, reported that a breaker had popped in the Night Life District, and now the power had gone out to the Business District. Zach needed someone to get the power back on as soon as possible so that the citizens could continue to go about their jobs.
To my surprise, Sev volunteered to help with repairs. He said he knew a little bit about power systems. Apparently, his father used to work with electricity. I was pretty proud of the kid; he was finally making himself useful.
I retrieved my toolbelt and a laser-soldering tool from the Flickering Ray, and we headed out to restore the power and make any other necessary repairs to the buildings of the Business District.
As we worked, Sev struck up a conversation.
"Listen, I'm sorry about your speeder," he said.
"Well, you better be," I said half-seriously. "It's all because of you that I had to get the beskar axe in the first place. You know, you sure are a lot of trouble, kid."
Sev grinned sheepishly. "You wouldn't be the first person I've heard that from."
"I'm sure," I said. "But don't worry about the speeder. I intend to get it back."
Sev worked on fixing a bent antenna while I tinkered with some old power converters on the side of a building. After several hours of repairs, I was almost ready for a lunch break and was looking forward to a nice swig of cold blue milk. I wished I had some Nevarro cookies to go with it, but someone "borrowed" the last of my cookies when we were stowed aboard the Mynock.
My daydream of lunch was interrupted by the sound of frightened shouting and the screech of a speeder scraping against the side of a building.
"Look out!" I heard Sev yell.
I snatched up the beskar axe and spun around just as a double-bladed red lightsaber swung towards my head.
///End Log\\\
This is my entry for the second phase of the third mission in the Survivors RPG. Check out the RPG! www.flickr.com/groups/thesurvivorsrpg/
God bless!
-BH