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[sand_wormie]

Characters: Luke Skywalker, Cpt. Jack Harkness, and unnamed gang NPCs.
Location: Coruscant Lower City - Park Space Horenth-78
Planet: See above
When: Backdated to late Saturday night/early Sunday morning during the riots.
What: Surviving! :D!
Rating: PG-13? Will change if it does.

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[sand_wormie]

Obligingly, Luke stood straight and took a cautious couple steps forwards into the light, holding the rifle lengthwise so his legs didn't jostle it. Which also meant he wouldn't be able to get it aimed in time if the guy decided to shoot him, but that was a loss anyway, with the safety being on.

He was small for his age, around four foot nine, and was a little worse for wear after being out trying to dodge people for half the day, but he had a faintly pleased, open look to him anyway. "I dunno. You sound like an Outworlder - so'm I. Maybe on the datapads? I'm Luke." He left off his last name. He'd been doing that a lot recently, trying not to make people immediately think of his apparently-famous future.

[dinos4breakfast]

Jack was glad for the lack of rifle aiming. He was still keeping his blaster out, but wast starting to feel more comfortable around the kid. There was an innocence to him that Jack was beginning to trust. That, and he admitted to being an Outworlder, which was a potentially dangerous thing to say on a day like this one

[sand_wormie]

Luke considered... "Oh, right, you're that captain guy. Yeah, I remember you." Jack was a lot taller than he'd assumed from that, but then Luke was getting used to that kind of thing.

He came closer, looked at the hand blaster, shook his head. His hands were small; that mattered less with a long blaster, more with one that wasn't. Plus there was the matter of experience. "Thanks, but I'm only Novice-level in small arms. I tested Adept-level with long rifles like this a season ago, pretty handily... oh, you're hurt!" Concern instantly colored his voice.

Even in a quieter place like this, the riots were a background murmur, a dull roar which stopped consciously registering after a while. Still, it made it harder to hear a young man coughing and another telling him to shut up as they entered the park.

[dinos4breakfast]

Jack shrugged at Luke's decline and re-holstered the blaster, doing his best to conceal his flinch of pain. He did have a rather higher tolerance than most other people, which maybe was why he was able to continue using his arm instead of clutching it and screaming.

Luke noticing it made him feel the need to be more stoic about it. "I'll be okay..."

He was in the middle of replaying when he heard the cough. Years of hostile situations made his awareness of his surroundings rather good. Holding up the other blaster still in his hand, he turned directly towards where it was coming from.

"Find cover. I think they've caught up to me." Jack said quietly. He also started moving toward the shacks and out of the light, keeping his blaster up. He couldn't see how many there were, but he knew he wouldn't be able to handle more than two easily.

[sand_wormie]

Luke bit his lower lip, just briefly, but nodded and followed, settling a few meters away. He didn't crash and crunch recklessly through the park like the people out there were, he was at least moving more deliberately, but he also wasn't experienced with moving quietly through this kind of setting, and it sounded.

Even aside from the people following Jack, they weren't alone. There were more rustlings and crashy sounds, softer and of a different quality, out in the park. Probably not bipedal... Luke wished he had the Force back. He eyed Jack apprehensively. Unreal though this felt, even though it didn't even occur to him that he could be hit, Luke knew better than to want a firefight.

Abruptly there was a staccato chattering/crunching noise, like a big chisel destroying something solid, and Luke started casting his eyes about at closer range. It sounded a lot like womp rats gnawing at things, which wasn't comforting.

"Rats," he breathed, not sure if his voice carried even that far.

"Hey!" a hoarse male voice shouted out there.