Dantooine, Saturday

[suitably_heroic]

The problem with portaling to Dantooine was that the portal dumped you out at the spaceport and then you had to fly a speeder through the grasslands just to get to the Enclave. It was a pain in the ass, and one of a few reasons why Atton couldn't actually argue with Mical's 'move off of Dantooine' plans too much.

He was still going to argue, though. Just because. (Added to that: Coruscant was like the pretentious guy's Nar Shaddaa, and what kind of person lives in a Temple, anyway?)

He was used to it now, though, which is why the moment he stepped out of the portal he was making a beeline for the guy who rented out the speeders, passing by a bunch of droids and a Rodian on the way there. "Just get me something fast, all right? A two-seater."

[[ for the kid with the funny hair. ]]

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[myownface]

Sparkle was getting used to seeing droids and aliens around whenever they visited Atton's corner of reality, so, while he still spared the bug-faced green lizardy guy a glance, he at least had better sense than to openly stare.

... The droids still got a bit of staring at, though. He wasn't so concerned about offending them.

"Oh, shit," he said, his attention pulled away from the droids as he stepped up behind Atton. "We're taking these? Really?"

Speeder! Speeder speeder speeder!

So, yeah, curiosity was now taking a back seat to something just a half-step shy of glee.