Public Gungan's day out!

[Zinn Zinn Bink'sa]

Finally! At last Zinn Zinn had finally left Naboo, in search of what was there to achieve out in the wider galaxy. Having carefully left Naboo at the sacrifice of his own clan. Now all he had was himself, and the antique of a Naboo ship. It would be sufficient. Sufficient to explore the dark secrets of the Sith, and to hone his own skills. For the Force while a familiar thing that's been around since childhood. It had been something on which he needed to increase his skills his knowledge in order to be a powerful lord of the Sith. Now he had been wandering through space. Where to go, what to see. What would bring him across what he did not expect to see or experience. He didn't know. For the most part he was just getting adjusted to being away from Naboo.

"Yousa being big pain in ass, droid." He said as his current troubles was dealing with the astromechs he accidently activated. He said as he clumsily tried to run after the few astromechs that were trying to run, or even bump into him. "No, Nosa, No... Why yousa doing this droid.... Gonna make big bombad poodoo outta you...." He said raising his fists at smashing on the head of the nearest droid he could. Even settling to taking one of the big fancy chairs to start beating in the pulp out of any droid he could get his hands on. All of a sudden he was checking out the ship, while letting it ly itself, and then he had managed to activate several droids just by accident. As he was beating one droid to a mess of spare parts. One emerged to run over his foot. Which only caused him to scream loudly. "Fuck!!!! Ouchy, Ouchy Owwwsa!!! Gods Ouch OWW!!" He yelled out, and with a roar of anger, pushed the droid against the wall of the room, destroying it entirely.

The droids had all but watched what happened, started whistling and beeping, and then rushing out to the cockpit. Zinn Zinn looked to them, and spoke in a low menacing whisper. "Ho Ho Ho... Yousa don't..." He said rushing to the cockpit, one of the droids triggering a homing beacon, while beeping hysterically. As if it knew the mad Gungan was gonna destroy within any moment. Zinn Zinn chased after them all absolutely livid, when they had finally triggered the homing beacon, they did something even more upsetting, they grabbed the nearest thing and started to smash the controls.... "Poodoo Clanken!!! Meesa kill you!!!" He said becoming so enraged that he picked them all up with the force. His face lost to a scowl, as they beeped and all cried, before in one single second, they were reduced to spareparts.

"Well thatsa taking care of that! He said, before looking at the busted controls, and the silent pinging of the homing beacon.. "Oh nosa.." Now that meant that it was only a matter of time before anyone showed up, boarded the Ship and found him here. Yet who or what now he didn't know. With the controls busted, he couldn't get away exactly. He sat down in the pilot's chair shaking his head. His day so far had been off to a wonderful start.

 

[Korum Krov]

Korum Had been checking debris for anything salvageable intently on his scanners, while he let his ship slowly move towards the next for quite some time. "Shame," he said passively to his R-6 "This wreck is massive but looks like someone beat us to it. Guess we should keep moving I suppose, eh?". He pushed off his console stretching before he headed to the main hold laying down on the couch. The two of them had been at it for hours, hadn't found anything, and Korum was about to give up. However, the moment his helmet hit the cushion his astromech began to beep wildly.

A what? Korum yelled at the droid from down the hall. A homing beacon? anyone else in the area? He picked himself up and headed towards the cockpit. Anything had to be better than scrounging through other peoples scraps, he hoped. And besides what if the were rich, as thanks they might make sure he did't have to do this kind of work again. Korum now stared at the scanner screen, and there it was. A small, single, dot. Blinking. It was just out of the way from the course they'd charted. he turned to the astromech and said "It couldn't hurt to check." while gesturing for them to alter course, and after a few moments they were off.

Korum was now in communications range of the beacon though he hadn't seen it yet. He turned the comm unit to all frequencies and said "Hello. This is the Starship Noga we noticed your homing beacon. Do you need assistance?"

 

[Zinn Zinn Bink'sa]

The situation of breaking free out into the wider galaxy had been made bad to worse, all because some astromechs within the J-type Nubian ship had to stir up trouble, and while they had been largely destroyed. Thanks to the use of oe o the chairs, and also the dark sidde of the Force. Now the controls had been damaged, and homing beacon activated. Now the ship was floating along.

Then a voice came on board the comms. As he listened the voice wanted to see about coming to help. What would happen. He didn’t know. But he could take his chances and let the stranger on board. If worse came to worse, he would take the being’s ship instead.

The gungan spoke into the comm. “ummm wesa fine here, how is yousa? You doings goods ya? You could come on board if yousa wants. Don’t mind the punchy messa on boards yeah?”

Korum Krov

 

[Korum Krov]

The Noga was now in view of the ship that sat in space shinning wonderously. The quiet beeping of Korums ships consoles was interupted by the sound of a reply came that over his comms. The voice on the other end sounded like a gungan. This made sense, the ship looked as though it was from Naboo. Although What hadn't was what the gungan had said. If they were fine why was his ship's homing beacon been activated, and why hadn't he shut off. He'd thought about asking but stopped himself. "I think we'll be taking you up on your offer. We're coming aboard" he said over the comms, ending with "See you soon."

Once Korum finished talking his astromech began beeping worriedly at him. He responded with "If you're that concerned, after we dock you can go hide with the freight till he leaves." finishing his sentence by shooing the droid towards the access port. R-6 then reluctantly began to pilot the Noga in to dock.

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