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Characters: Luke Skywalker and Dawn Summers - closed
Location: One of the higher underworld levels of Imperial Center Coruscant
Planet: Coruscant
When: Early afternoon on Thursday
What: Visiting a mildly seedy store in search of paper books
Rating: G? PG?
A skybus out four kilometers from the section where most Outworlder civilians lived, and then a passenger turbolift down sixty-eight levels, took them to the edge of the planet's underworld. It was a very different neighborhood - somewhat dingy, with more ragged, scuffed-looking residents, more of them aliens compared to up topside. The flooring underfoot was plain duracrete, not tiles. A droid with several dents in its chassis was painting over the graffiti on a wall. Even the air was different - more processed, with stronger hints of machinery and smoke, and warmer.
"See, look," Luke said, trying to look worldly when really what he wanted to do was gawk happily. Used to a legendarily hot desert, he was wearing layers. "Down here they barely get any sunlight, so even in the day they have these light panels everywhere. If we went lower a lot of them would be broken or missing, but here it's a little more maintained."
He consulted his datapad and the directions and map he'd set up before talking to Dawn. "Madam Ukuuk's shop is pretty close to here. She just had the sign changed, apparently."
Location: One of the higher underworld levels of Imperial Center Coruscant
Planet: Coruscant
When: Early afternoon on Thursday
What: Visiting a mildly seedy store in search of paper books
Rating: G? PG?
A skybus out four kilometers from the section where most Outworlder civilians lived, and then a passenger turbolift down sixty-eight levels, took them to the edge of the planet's underworld. It was a very different neighborhood - somewhat dingy, with more ragged, scuffed-looking residents, more of them aliens compared to up topside. The flooring underfoot was plain duracrete, not tiles. A droid with several dents in its chassis was painting over the graffiti on a wall. Even the air was different - more processed, with stronger hints of machinery and smoke, and warmer.
"See, look," Luke said, trying to look worldly when really what he wanted to do was gawk happily. Used to a legendarily hot desert, he was wearing layers. "Down here they barely get any sunlight, so even in the day they have these light panels everywhere. If we went lower a lot of them would be broken or missing, but here it's a little more maintained."
He consulted his datapad and the directions and map he'd set up before talking to Dawn. "Madam Ukuuk's shop is pretty close to here. She just had the sign changed, apparently."