Episode V: My ride

[last_ofthe_jedi]

{A: Action - Open to all}
-- location: John Doe Park
-- time: Midday

[A 40 foot long X-wing starfighter doesn't really fit in the average suburban driveway, let alone a two-car garage, so Luke's landed it in the park to tinker with it. He's brought some tools with him and laid them out on the grass, some made by other people in town, some made by himself, and others from the hardware store that he thought looked semi useful. The severe lack of technology here has been a bit frustrating to say the least.

Luke's sitting cross-legged on top of the craft near the astromech droid port with a couple tools, hunched over an open panel. There's a sudden spark and he quickly pulls his hand away.] Ow!


{B: Phone - Open to Kaylee Frye}
-- time: Early evening

Hey, it's me. You want to be spontaneous with me? Let's do something tonight.

Comments

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[donttellmetheodds]

[That was a loud noise.

Corran's R2 unit, Whistler, can't hold back a loud BLAT and Corran laughs too.]

I've had that happen way too many times.

[last_ofthe_jedi]

[Luke shakes his hand and inspects it for electrical burns.]

You know you're getting rusty when you forget to close the power valve for the board you're working on.

[Seeming satisfied that there was no permanent damage done, he rests his hands on his knees and gives Corran a begrudged look.] Have I mentioned that I hate this place?

[donttellmetheodds]

At least you're doing better than me. I can't even get that far unless I have Whistler here walk me through it.

And I'm pretty sure you have.

[last_ofthe_jedi]

[Luke smirks and nods to the droid before scooting to the wing and climbing down onto the grass.]

Well, I won't talk anyone's ear off about it but it does require mentioning now and again.

[He sorts through the tools on the grass before selecting one and facing Corran.]

And uh, are you doing al-... [he pauses to really think about that question. No one is alright in this place. He makes a face that suggests he's searching through his vocabulary for an appropriate word for their situation but can't really come up with one that really fits the sentence.]

Well, at least you're alive. [He says it in as optimistic a tone as he can manage, as if that's really the best they can hope for.]

[donttellmetheodds]

[He returns that with a smile.]

I already owe you too much to go dying on you.

[Though he does nudge Whistler forward.]

Do you need some astromech help on that? Whistler here has spent plenty of time interfacing with an X-Wing.

...even if he does enjoy being uncooperative at times.

[last_ofthe_jedi]

[Luke still doesn't feel like he knows Corran all that well but he likes what he's seen so far.]

If something comes up I'll let you know but without the need for navigation or monitoring systems I don't think a droid will be of much use.

What I could really use is fuel. They thought it'd be funny to leave me with nothing but fumes. It seems to be a habit. They did the same thing to a friend of mine.

[donttellmetheodds]

Maybe. But Whistler here is different from your average astromech. He was my partner in Corsec and has quite a few non-standard programs to show for it. If you need any kind of supplies that might be around, he might be a good pick to scrounge them out.

I don't know about synthesizing any fuel though. I don't even know if they have the right base components around here to begin with.

[last_ofthe_jedi]

Is that so?

[Luke looks Whistler over with newfound appreciation. He kneels down in front of the droid and wistfully places a hand on its dome.]

I don't know if this is silly or not but I miss Artoo.

[donttellmetheodds]

[There's a tweet in response.]

That doesn't sound silly at all. Spend enough time with these little guys and after you lose them, it's like you're missing an arm.

[last_ofthe_jedi]

Yeah, that about describes it.

You know, I could use him to run a general diagnostics. Find out if anything else is missing. [He gestures at the absent laser cannons and torpedo launchers.]

[donttellmetheodds]

Better safe than sorry. What do you say?

[Whistler tweets an affirmative. Luke has kept Corran alive so, hey, might as well help him.]

There you have it.