Coruscant Catch-All

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WHO: Reeve Tuesti, Tommy Shepherd, Lauri-Ell, and Whoever Else
WHERE: Coruscant
WHAT: Adventures In Space Jedi-dom Catch-All
WHEN: Throughout Adventure
WARNINGS: Added As needed.

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[out_of_order]

Having no real inclination to wander off either way, Cal and BD-1 in the meantime locate the closest public terminal to see about pulling up places of interest. The little droid accesses it with his scomp-link, and Cal watches as lines of Aurebesh scroll alongside a map detailing things on the local city tower-block they're currently on.

"Explore time," he says, even before he glances over at Tommy once he senses the speedster's return. "There's an area nearby that seems dedicated to droid-related businesses. We'll have to catch a ride across and a level down though."

[doubled_speed]

Damn Jedi and their ability to be snuck up on. Tommy did not appreciate that most of the time. And there just kept being more of them. Rude.

“Really? A ride?” Tommy asks, wincing. “Any chance there’s a path I could run, to meet you there?”

He still wasn’t a fan of flying. Ever.

[out_of_order]

Cal taps through screens for a larger map, shaking his head before he looks at the speedster apologetically. "Not really. The way the city's laid out, you can have levels upon levels and there'd still be some distinct separation between each 'tower' of them unless they were built together to include walkways. I think it gets a little more convoluted the lower you go."

He points towards the nearby taxi landing pad. "We won't have to go far. It'll just take us across from there to that section over there."

[doubled_speed]

Tommy looks a bit distressed at that but he finally quashes it down. He can do this.

“Then we’ll go. Come on.”

Don’t question it. He’ll be shaking too much if he gets called on it.

[out_of_order]

It would have been stranger if Cal hadn't recalled back when he'd had to Force-lift Tommy to keep him from attacking that one time. He nods, starting towards the landing pad after picking BD-1 up.

"It's just a quick ride," he says again in reassurance. He waves at the droid managing the taxi landings. "Just to the next platform over," he informs it, fishing out a few credits to cover for them. They're pointed over to one of the idling hover vehicles then, also manned by a droid.

[doubled_speed]

That was a lot. Tommy sighed and nodded, moving with Cayde. He clearly didn’t like any of this.

“Better be fast. I hate going slow.”

Better than admitting he hated not being in control.

[out_of_order]

"Well, look at it this way, we just have to go in a straight line," Cal points out. He greets the droid at the taxi, hopping in and waving Tommy to sit.

Honestly there was no help for anything going fast enough for Tommy's standards, but once they're set to go and the destination given, the ride is a smooth one, dipping down as the vehicle leaves the platform, suspended by repulsors as it glides across the gaping distance that allows for a glimpse of the seemingly endless lower levels that make up sectors and subsectors of the city, practically an entirely different world in themselves.

[doubled_speed]

Straight line doesn't make it better, Cal! Yeah, it's a nice, easy flight, but he doesn't trust the tech. He looks quite distressed by all of this.

But soon they are landing and he's okay, so he'd claim. He's shaking. Gotta get his feet on the ground.

"Hate this planet."

[out_of_order]

How Tommy survived on the ships, he'd never know.

Cal hops out, looking back at Tommy as the other disembarks. "Coruscant is one of the most populated and busiest. I don't think there are any other planets that have practically turned into an entire city."

[doubled_speed]

Oh, it was NOT an easy thing. Usually he had Wanda to help keep him mentally stable. Or he'd visit other ships to just move around. WHatever he could do to distract himself.

It was never good.

"Can't be good for the planet, all this shit."

[out_of_order]

"Probably not. But they must have figured out a way to manage it if even nine hundred years later, the city still prospers," Cal notes. He won't put Tommy on the spot, but he waits until it seems the speedster is steady before he points to where about the area specialized for droid-related shops should be.

"Got any color thoughts for BeeDee?" he asks instead, as to which the droid behind him peers eagerly at Tommy to see what sort of input he might offer.

[doubled_speed]

"I mean, isn't that something you should be asking him?" Tommy asks, then he looks down at the droid. He beeps and whistles at the little guy, a clumsy but absolutely understandable question of what colors he likes.

When Tommy resolves to learn something, he fucking learns is.

[out_of_order]

It's a funny thing, really, because usually while people could learn the gist of Binary, no one really tended to try speaking it. BD-1 seems absolutely tickled that Tommy's trying.

"He did see what a good job you did in helping me pick out something," Cal points out with a slight smile, the droid hooting his own confirmation in that. Still, he'd been asked directly, so the droid tilts his head as he thinks about it. It really isn't something he'd given much thought to, but like Cal, he'd been alone and on his own for a good long time and there'd been other things to be concerned about than getting a new paint job.

Something to contrast with Cal's darker colors maybe? he beeps. He has no specific preferences, but likes colors, a fact that the padawan's not at all surprised to hear given how excited the droid always was whenever he found a new poncho for Cal in the old abandoned crates they'd come upon on their travels.

[doubled_speed]

"Yeah, I did, but we're human. We can change what we look like a lot faster and more on the whim than you, Beady," Tommy notes. Still, when the note is given, Tommy considers it carefully. A contrast with the dark blues and grays, huh?

"How about a really awesome sunset spread or something? So you match Cal's hair too. And then you'll be as sunny as you act."

[out_of_order]

"That sounds like it could work for you, BeeDee," Cal says, grinning as he thinks about the scheme Tommy suggests. "We already know red looks good on you."

The staccato of beeps sound like a titter of amusement as the droid seems pleased with the suggestion. He whistles enthusiastically, and while not sure just how much color he should be getting, he definitely sounds open to the warm palette.

[doubled_speed]

"And I'm not just saying it because that would compliment my old uniform, if I had it."

Yeah, Tommy missed his actual costume, because it was so fucking durable. But hey, he had his goggles, which were important because it kept things out of his eyes when he was running.

But he's glad that Beady was excited over this. Maybe he should message Poe and suggest the same thing for Weeble and Little Man

[out_of_order]

The padawan smirks at that as they start to head down another open market of sorts. Vendors of various droid shops and mechanics have stalls set up here and there, some an extension of their stores as indicated by the open doors and signs.

"Not sure how good a spa for organics might be around here given the obvious catering- oh, there's the oil baths," he says, pointing out a neon sign in Aurebesh. BD-1 hangs off his arm eagerly as he swings about for a look, beeping excitedly.

[doubled_speed]

"So what is an oil bath?" Tommy asks, smiling at Beady's excitement. What a lovely thing to see. "Caliente, you're a jungle gym. It's awesome."

[out_of_order]

"Heh, he's lucky he's light," Cal grins, lifting his arm. "Although that does bring up a good reminder. New clothes are nice but they don't allow for much to latch onto like my rigger's harness. We'll have to find something as an alternative." He scoops up BD-1, carrying him in the crook of an arm like a little metal cat.

"Oil baths are basically what it sounds like- it's a bath of hot oil. Helps droids clean out all the dirt and stuff that gets caked up in their joints and sockets, and it also lubricates them so they can move and operate smoothly. Kind of an all-in-one treatment."

[doubled_speed]

"Awww, he's gotta be no burden at all," Tommy smiles. But now he's going to have to figure it out. Just give him a little time and bribing Tony Stark.

For now, though, he figures he's gotta figure something out. Answer a question he has.

"But isn't that bad for his wires?"

[out_of_order]

Cal's just thinking a bag will do, or in general something with straps that BD-1 can cling to.

To Tommy's next question, he shakes his head. "No, droid wiring is pretty durable and well-insulated. They have to be considering the various places they're expected to operate in. And BeeDee's an exploration droid, so he's built extra sturdy. Aren't you, buddy?"

He gives the droid a little bounce in his arm, BD-1 giving a smug sounding trill. "I mean, he's gone with me underwater before."

[doubled_speed]

Hey, bags were okay, if you wanted to use those. But he's intrigued over that.

"Underwater little guy? How interesting. You're pretty talented, Beady. Humans wish they were as cool as you were."

But he smiles at Cal and offers a wink. The guy clearly has to know that Beady deserves great support and kindness.

[out_of_order]

BD-1 twitters cheerfully at that. He's just trying to be helpful!

It makes Cal smile. "You're always helpful, BeeDee." He catches the look from Tommy, chuckling. Supporting the droid is the least he can do, given that there's so much support that BD-1's given him in turn.

[doubled_speed]

"Like you could ever be anything but helpful," Tommy laughs, reaching out to pat his head lightly. "You droids are more reliable than most people in Temba. Not even kidding."