Star Wars: We Joined the Rebellion for This?!

"Presuming that it's not Imperial," Varren says before quickly apologizing for his pessimism. "It is worth shot, I suppose."
 

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"Let's say we're a group of hunters whose speeder broke down, so we need a spare repulsor coil and a ride back out to our speeder."
 

The sound soon grew to the point where the others could hear the speeder just as clearly. In a few more moments, an object could be seen moving quickly across the horizon and it was growing. Soon, the shape of a fairly new looking, covered speeder became recognizable. The speeder looked to be a mix of black and subtle, deep reds, and it showed now sign of slowing as it came directly towards the group.

The speeder came to a sudden, almost dangerous looking stop barely twenty meters from the group. The hatch on the right side opened upwards, and a young looking human male, with scruffy brown hair and a jacket that looked like it was twice his age, nearly jumped out. His right hand was at his hip, over a holster that likely held a blaster, but it wasn't drawn, and he waved at the group with his other hand, "Oy, you! Unless you want to draw even more attention to yourselves today I'd suggest getting in!"
 

"Indeed," replies Cydarius, glancing around at his companions. Then, he steps forward and moves to clamber into the vehicle.
 



Jate shrugs, wondering at the wisdom of subjecting themselves to themselves to the will of a complete stranger, but shrugs and clambers in after the others.

"So, uh... I don't believe you mentioned who the hell you are."
 

Karr regards the crowded speeder with a frown before stuffing himself in with the rest of the group.

I'm Karr. Thanks for stopping to give us a ride. What do you mean by "more attention"?
 

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