03-17-2018, 11:25 PM
They entered Chirpa's garage where he had a variety of cars he was working on. Some were simple projects and others were complex such as making it combat durable. Engineering droids surrounded some vehicles and a handful of Ewoks helped too. Most of them were greasy and blackened from working under the hood of the cars. Jacket examined the environment and could tell Chirpa had a nice operation center for undergoing maintenance on the Westside's transports. The leader of the Westside Ewoks led Jacket over to a certain red toolbox that held info to the gangs he was allied with. Chirpa opened the hefty toolbox's lowest drawer that had a holographic digital pad and he grabbed it. His fingers activated the data pad to boot up. This advanced technology's screen buzzed with life, showing files and copies Chirpa kept digitally.
He searched through the device's hard drive for some files that contained more info about the Mighty Klingons and Deathblades. He tapped the holographic screen several times to pull it up.
"You got a Mobile Dataverse Device?" Chirpa asked Jacket but the prime replied with a no.
"Well, you have one now," Chirpa said grabbing a mobile device out of the opened lowest toolbox drawer and tossed it to Jacket.
The blonde headed prime caught it in his hand and examined this strange technological piece.
"I'm going to transfer you the data to that device, so you can have it on hand when you first encounter the two gangs. Just think as it more like a study guide before you take a test or something," Chirpa told Jacket on what to do with the information.
Chirpa tapped on the holographic screen more and sent the information to Jacket's new mobile gadget he had in his hands.
"Turn it on and see if the emails came through," Chirpa requested for Jacket and of course he followed through.
Jacket turned the cellular device on and searched for this thing so-called "emails". He's hasn't been familiar with all the advanced technology yet. After two minutes of getting comfortable with the Dataverse gadget, the prime found the new emails and checked them out. When he was finished making sure, he turned off the device and it now had a connection with his omnilium, making it disappeared than transfer back to the colorful orb that was in one of his pockets. Chirpa was glad that Jacket was following along with the plans so far.
"Now, there isn't no particular order about which gang to go to first. Just meet with the one you feel most comfortable with. Oh, before you go, watch your back while you are out on those streets. Apparently, This Hulgom Fisteye guy has put out a bounty with your head on it and he's a member of The Orc Mafia." Chirpa finished the discussion and Jacket nodded in a yes response.
Jacket turned away and walked across the shop, toward an exit where he can get outside. Chirpa watched Jacket leave his shop and spoken softly to himself.
"I hope I counted my eggs right to give this man a responsible position. May Westside live." Chirpa said softly to himself with the thoughts of his actions that ran through his mind.
Jacket arrived at his parked sleek stainless beautiful DeLorean that awaited him. By unlocking the car manually, he opened the driver's gullwing door with it swinging upward in a satisfying fashion. The blonde prime stepped into the car and shut the door behind him. He started the car with the engine bursting with a successful startup tune. Jacket shifted gears and drove his way out of Chirpa's complex.
Before getting out on the street, he parked at the edge of the road and read the emails once more. The Mighty Klingons were the ones that Jacket was interested in and plotted to go there first. His hand reached out for his GPS system and set a destination to arrive at where the Klingons' hideout was.
The car accelerated onto the street with swift speed, but other advanced cars would be faster compared to this factory base DeLorean. He drove away from Chirpa's property and followed the directions that his GPS pronounced to him.
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Somewhere on Tier Five in a ghetto apartment complex…
An alien bounty hunter lived in one of the living spaces that wasn't well maintained or up to date on Coruscant's futuristic appearance. A scraping noise can be heard throughout his apartment, with a machete that was being sharpened. He sat on his ruff couch that looked to be old and parts of it were torn, showing the cotton material it was made of. In his hands, was the machete he was preparing for any upcoming jobs he was planning to attend to. This alien's species was a Gromflamite, an insect humanoid with amber arthropod eyes and a pale green exoskeleton that was similar to a fly. He didn't wear any clothes, showing off his insect well-maintained body. A soft humming tune was being made by him as the machete was sharpened to be deadly. Suddenly, his mobile Dataverse device buzzed with a notification.
This made him stop sharpening his weapon and pick up the mobile gadget. The notification belonged to the bounty boards and he unlocked the screen. He scrolled through and found the Orc Mafia's bounty that was placed on Jacket's head. To him, this prime didn't look tough, but he knew that primes can be full of surprises. The hunter saved the bounty's information and locked his device. This was the kind of bounties he loved doing since it involved with the underworld of Coruscant. His preference for clients was usually anybody that isn't involved with Empire since half of the things he owned are illegal.
The insect bounty hunter got up from the couch and walked across the living room to get to one specific wooden floorboard. There was a crowbar that was stashed near that piece of floor. He used it to pry the plank of wood to open and after removing the plank, his hidden weapon cache was revealed that had advanced blasters and equipment. The weapon stash reflected in his eyes while his mind thought about the possibility of more money.
He searched through the device's hard drive for some files that contained more info about the Mighty Klingons and Deathblades. He tapped the holographic screen several times to pull it up.
"You got a Mobile Dataverse Device?" Chirpa asked Jacket but the prime replied with a no.
"Well, you have one now," Chirpa said grabbing a mobile device out of the opened lowest toolbox drawer and tossed it to Jacket.
The blonde headed prime caught it in his hand and examined this strange technological piece.
"I'm going to transfer you the data to that device, so you can have it on hand when you first encounter the two gangs. Just think as it more like a study guide before you take a test or something," Chirpa told Jacket on what to do with the information.
Chirpa tapped on the holographic screen more and sent the information to Jacket's new mobile gadget he had in his hands.
"Turn it on and see if the emails came through," Chirpa requested for Jacket and of course he followed through.
Jacket turned the cellular device on and searched for this thing so-called "emails". He's hasn't been familiar with all the advanced technology yet. After two minutes of getting comfortable with the Dataverse gadget, the prime found the new emails and checked them out. When he was finished making sure, he turned off the device and it now had a connection with his omnilium, making it disappeared than transfer back to the colorful orb that was in one of his pockets. Chirpa was glad that Jacket was following along with the plans so far.
"Now, there isn't no particular order about which gang to go to first. Just meet with the one you feel most comfortable with. Oh, before you go, watch your back while you are out on those streets. Apparently, This Hulgom Fisteye guy has put out a bounty with your head on it and he's a member of The Orc Mafia." Chirpa finished the discussion and Jacket nodded in a yes response.
Jacket turned away and walked across the shop, toward an exit where he can get outside. Chirpa watched Jacket leave his shop and spoken softly to himself.
"I hope I counted my eggs right to give this man a responsible position. May Westside live." Chirpa said softly to himself with the thoughts of his actions that ran through his mind.
Jacket arrived at his parked sleek stainless beautiful DeLorean that awaited him. By unlocking the car manually, he opened the driver's gullwing door with it swinging upward in a satisfying fashion. The blonde prime stepped into the car and shut the door behind him. He started the car with the engine bursting with a successful startup tune. Jacket shifted gears and drove his way out of Chirpa's complex.
Before getting out on the street, he parked at the edge of the road and read the emails once more. The Mighty Klingons were the ones that Jacket was interested in and plotted to go there first. His hand reached out for his GPS system and set a destination to arrive at where the Klingons' hideout was.
The car accelerated onto the street with swift speed, but other advanced cars would be faster compared to this factory base DeLorean. He drove away from Chirpa's property and followed the directions that his GPS pronounced to him.
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Somewhere on Tier Five in a ghetto apartment complex…
An alien bounty hunter lived in one of the living spaces that wasn't well maintained or up to date on Coruscant's futuristic appearance. A scraping noise can be heard throughout his apartment, with a machete that was being sharpened. He sat on his ruff couch that looked to be old and parts of it were torn, showing the cotton material it was made of. In his hands, was the machete he was preparing for any upcoming jobs he was planning to attend to. This alien's species was a Gromflamite, an insect humanoid with amber arthropod eyes and a pale green exoskeleton that was similar to a fly. He didn't wear any clothes, showing off his insect well-maintained body. A soft humming tune was being made by him as the machete was sharpened to be deadly. Suddenly, his mobile Dataverse device buzzed with a notification.
This made him stop sharpening his weapon and pick up the mobile gadget. The notification belonged to the bounty boards and he unlocked the screen. He scrolled through and found the Orc Mafia's bounty that was placed on Jacket's head. To him, this prime didn't look tough, but he knew that primes can be full of surprises. The hunter saved the bounty's information and locked his device. This was the kind of bounties he loved doing since it involved with the underworld of Coruscant. His preference for clients was usually anybody that isn't involved with Empire since half of the things he owned are illegal.
The insect bounty hunter got up from the couch and walked across the living room to get to one specific wooden floorboard. There was a crowbar that was stashed near that piece of floor. He used it to pry the plank of wood to open and after removing the plank, his hidden weapon cache was revealed that had advanced blasters and equipment. The weapon stash reflected in his eyes while his mind thought about the possibility of more money.
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