Clauditis's Co-Pilot.

[Pavor Clauditis]

The rain drenched the metallic structures and sidewalks of Correlia. Upon a large and rather aging landing pad was the freighter of Pavor Clauditis. Seated in the cockpit of the freighter, Pavor was clad in his usual attire, a sleeveless denim vest, hat, a pair of goggles, ripped jeans, and finally, a pair of worn combat boots. Clenched in his mouth was a lit cigarillo. The black wrapper held the flavored tobacco packed together tightly. Slowly glancing up from a blaster magazine, he puffed on the cigarillo and stared at the large window in front of him.

He watched as rain fell from the skies, splattering upon the window. He sighed and slowly rose from his ripped leather seat and removed the cigarillo from his mouth for a moment to blow thick, blue cigarillo smoke up towards the ceiling. He then began to make his way through the small freighter, opening the metallic door that led down to the landing pad. His feet emitted a loud thud upon contact with the metallic steps leading down to the landing pad. Stepping onto the landing pad, he reached up and gripped onto his goggles strapped around his black hat and pulled them down over his eyes as rain began to drench his clothing.

[member="Aiden Nebularis"]

 

[Aiden Nebularis]

Corellia was rainy. Aiden had to give it that.
"Is it always like this? It's like Kamino out here or something." he muttered, not that he'd ever been to Kamino.
Niether though, had he been to Corellia. He'd been told by others that he wouldn't be impressed. He wasn't. Of course, Corellia was famous for being full of scum and villainy. Why of all places he'd decided to hitch a ride here, he didn't know. But, he needed credits if he was going to get food on the table for himself, and he wasn't going to get any just sitting out in the rain. So, he set off into the storm.
[member="Pavor Clauditis"]

 

[Pavor Clauditis]

Muttering under his breath, the smuggler suddenly stopped to glance up and notice the fourteen year old [member="Aiden Nebularis"]. "What...the hell?" He muttered to himself once again, setting across the landing pad. He stopped at the nearly collapsed exit on the landing pad and began to screech at the top of his lungs. "HEY!" He would begin to shout. "THE BASTARD WALKIN' AROUND! YOU!". He then proceeded towards Aiden, stopping in front of him. "What the hell are you doin' 'ere?" He asked quietly, staring at the boy. Once more, he temporarily removed the cigarillo to blow a thick smoke ring out towards the boy.

 

[HK-42]

"Exclamation: Well Meatbag, if you remember, we are here to find a co-pilot, and that might be it."

HK 42 was following [member="Pavor Clauditis"], joining him with the quest to find a co pilot for his ship, and spotted [member="Aiden Nebularis"] the same time he did

 

[Pavor Clauditis]

He glanced back to his Droid companion. "Yeah, I know...Now, shut your goddamn mouth for one moment!" He whispered to the Droid, turning back to the boy. "Again, what. Are. You. Doin'. 'Ere?" He asked, puffing on the cigarillo once more. He continued to stare at the boy, before his gaze quickly turned back to the Droid. "Also, if ya call me Meat Bag again I will blast you to fethin' pieces. Mark my goddamn words!"

[member="HK-42"]

[member="Aiden Nebularis"]

 

[Aiden Nebularis]

"Wow." Aiden thought. "Such language."
"Sorry if I'm trespassing sir." He said as politely as he could. "I'm simply passing through if you know what mean. I'm just looking 'round to see if there's anywhere I can earn some credits. A guy's gotta eat somehow right? You wouldn't happen to know somewhere around here where I could make some of those do you sir?"
[member="Pavor Clauditis"]
[member="HK-42"]

 

[Pavor Clauditis]

A grin spread across his face. "Ya know how to pilot a freighter and use a blaster?" He asked, staring at the boy. "The name is Clauditis...if you wish to make a decent amount of credits...come with me. Don't say nothin', just follow. Answer the questions in the freighter, aight?" His hand then clamped down on the boy's shoulder as he attempted to guide the boy through the harsh weather and back to the freighter.

[member="Aiden Nebularis"]

 

[HK-42]

"Question: Claudius, don't you think he's able to walk through this just fine?"
"Question: and if he takes the job, do you mind if I call this young one a Meatbag?"

[member="Aiden Nebularis"] [member="Pavor Clauditis"]

 

[Pavor Clauditis]

He glanced to his companion, stopping to run his free hand through his beard. "Look Scrap Metal...that's what I'm doin', aight? An' go ahead, call 'em whatever, I don't give a damn. So, get in the goddamned freighter." He then increased his grip on the boy's shoulder. "I suggest ya do the same, boy. Wont be long before we got the authorities swarmin' the place." He whispered, releasing his grip on Aiden's shoulder. He then quickly jerked his head back in panic upon hearing the conversation of two men, possibly guards. "GO...NOW, DAMMIT!" He barked, sprinting up the metallic steps up into his freighter, motioning for the boy to follow. "COME ON, MAN!"

[member="Aiden Nebularis"]

 

[Aiden Nebularis]

"Sure. I don't see why not. I've messed around with flying before, and I've shot a few blasters. Not that I have one."
And then he noticed to men watching them, so he hurriedly followed the man into the freighter from which he'd come.

 

[HK-42]

HK 42 rushes into the freighter, waiting for the ship to lift off, as he grabs his old Rifle, and stays in the cockpit at an extra seat

 

[Pavor Clauditis]

The moment Aiden entered the freighter, he jabbed at the control panel, bringing the heavy metallic door crashing down, sealing the exit. "Alright, boy! Now is the time to get goin'. Take off for Tattoine, no questions...GO!" He ordered, quickly removing a WESTAR-34 blaster and leaning against the interior of the vehicle. "GO. NOW!"

[member="HK-42"]

[member="Aiden Nebularis"]

 

[HK-42]

"Introduction: anyway Meatbag...I am HK 42, and you are now the co pilot of this freighter...good luck Meatbag."

"Statement: Claudius, I hope there is good business on Tatooine" [member="Pavor Clauditis"] [member="Aiden Nebularis"]

 

[Pavor Clauditis]

He turned to the Droid. "There is. I gotta drop off a shipment of spice. Gettin' paid quite a bit for it. Probably more than the damn delivery is worth but hell, I'd be foolish not to take it. Ya know?" He declared, climbing into the cockpit. He then climbed into the pilot's seat, nodding to [member="Aiden Nebularis"]. "You can start us off, boy."

[member="HK-42"]

 

[HK-42]

HK 42 gets up from his seat and faces the door to leave the cockpit

"Notification: Claudius, I'm gonna be in the back of the ship in sleep mode...boot me up when we arrive at Tatooine. and Meatbag, don't wake me up yourself...or else you'll be shot and killed where you stand."

HK 42 leaves the cockpit, sits at a table in the back, and goes into sleep mode, where he'll remain for the rest of the trip unless disturbed. [member="Pavor Clauditis"] [member="Aiden Nebularis"]

 

[Aiden Nebularis]

Aiden cautiously pulled the ship up out of the port.
"Tattooine." He thought. "Of all the places."
He'd only been once, and all there was to remember was beat and sand. What the man who called himself Clauditis could want there was beyond him.
[member="Pavor Clauditis"]
[member="HK-42"]

 

[Pavor Clauditis]

As they soared through the galaxy, a snarl came over the freighter's radio. "STOP YOUR FREIGHTER NOW! THIS IS REPUBLIC STARFIGHTER NUMBER 438. FAILURE TO STOP YOUR ENGINES AND SUBMIT TO A SEARCH OF YOUR FREIGHTER WILL RESULT IN US OPENING FIRE! YOU HAVE TWENTY SECONDS TO COMPLY!". Pavor went silent for a few seconds, before opening his mouth to speak. "Damn." Was all that he said, before beginning to respond. "Greetings..." He began, turning towards the boy.

[member="Aiden Nebularis"]

 

[Aiden Nebularis]

Aiden mouthed to him. "What are you afraid of? You should be fine as long as you for have anything illegal. Right?"
Aiden may have been homeless, but at least he abided by the rules... Most of the time.
[member="Pavor Clauditis"]

 

[Pavor Clauditis]

Ignoring the boy, a wicked grin spread across his face. He clutched the lever next to his seat, his knuckles turning white with desire. "Boy...ya better grab onto somethin' real fast..." With all of his strength, he pushed the lever forward sending the freighter shooting forward. The smuggler's attempt to escape was met with the sounds of explosions as the Republic soldiers opened fire. However, the smuggler continued to swerve left and right in an attempt to avoid being hit. "KID! YA GOTTA DO SOMETHIN'...REAL FAST! IT IS URGENT..." He shouted at the top of his lungs. "GET MY BOX OF VANILLA CIGARILLOS IN THE BACK OF THE SHIP!"

[member="Aiden Nebularis"]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yK0P1Bk8Cx4

 

[Aiden Nebularis]

"What the heck are you doing?! You're gonna get us arrested, if not killed!"
There was no going back now, as much as Aiden liked the idea of time travel. Now they had to get out of this and NOT get tracked down and arrested by the republic. He could end up in a boys home, or worse. Aiden had tried for so long to play by the rules for the most part, and his 'never caught doing something wrong' streak wasn't about to end here.
"Let's hope this guy knows what he's doing." He thought.
[member="Pavor Clauditis"]