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Make 'em go, "Aah, aah, aah", as you shoot across the sky-y-y!

Who: Newest Island Resident
What: Crash Landing
Where: The Woods, south of the Mansion
When: Tonight! Right now! Go Outside and you can hear it!
Warnings: Angry, confused Wookiee might make for a bad time? (No it's fine I swear.)

Rear thrusters: DISABLED
Reverse Thrusters: NOPE
Ventral Thrusters: NOT EVEN A LITTLE BIT
Ion Engines: NOT HOME RIGHT NOW CAN I TAKE A MESSAGE

There was a resounding BOOM that echoed through the starry night, paired with the splintering of trees and the yelling of some of the woods' more vocal denizens.

Dare you approach?

Dare You???

....no you totally should.

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Rene was still getting her bearings, and trying to figure out what this "moon" thing could have been, when suddenly KABOOM FROM THE SKY COULD IT BE RELATED?!

She darted off in the direction of the explosion.

Congratulations Rene. You are the first to see a large, hairy, bipedal monster emerge from a gently flaming wreck of a small, combat oriented spaceship and give a deafening roar.

"HROOOOOOOOOOAAAAAUUUUGH!"

Stupid, faulty Imperial garbage!

He was unhappy with the craftsmanship behind the ship that he stole. You can't have it your own way all the time, right?

HOLYCRAPASPACEAPE

Well, it still wasn't in the top three of weirdest things Rene had seen since coming there. Was this just another of what passed for people here?

Still, it HAD just come out of an aircraft. That had crashed.

She hung back behind a tree to watch what it did next.

You get to see him sniff the air, kick the ship, and then start throwing dirt on it. Because if he's to have any hope of fixing it at any point in time, it needs to be Not On Fire.

His hands aren't really made for digging, though, being long fingered and short nailed. Maybe you could help him? Or just keep watching. That's fine too.

Oh yeah, that could be dangerous. "Um hi..." she said as she moved slowly into view, her hands up around shoulder height and visible. "I'm going to try to help you with this...is that ok?"

Wait was this creature wearing a bandolier? Apes didn't carry weapons...

"Ggrgrgrgrgrg!"

Yes! Please! Thank You!

He continued heaping dirt on the ship, glad that the soil here was at least soft and pliable. It wasn't sand, like Tatooine. But still. Easy enough to pile on.

It seemed friendly enough at least. She smiled as she picked up a piece of scrap metal to use as a makeshift shovel blade. "So uh...are you from around here? The first person I met was a bird, and I'm not used to that."

Huh. Interesting. Why would a Human wonder if he was from Endor? Did she not know the difference between an Ewok and a Wookiee?

.....how was another Human even here? That wasn't a Resistance uniform and she was definitely no storm trooper. (Unless storm troopers were really friendly seeming young females under all that armor?)

"Grrrhyyyk? Grrrrooo...."

I'm from Kaskyyk? Not here.

He did appreciate her helping him out, though, so he gave her a thumbs up.

Ah, that she understood! She returned the gesture. "Were you driving this? I've never seen a vehicle like this."

Chewbacca dumped on another handful of dirt and kind of slapped at the flames, stirring the dirt over them and putting them out as best as he could.

"Grrr. Hrrrrgh, bwooo?"

Really. What planet have you been living on?

Probably an extremely serene place, if she'd managed to avoid seeing these things in the sky. TIEs were known for being able to engage in some pretty intense atmospheric conflicts as well as being used out in space.

Maybe she lived ON Endor? Who knew?

Anyway, he nodded. He had flown this thing here. He hadn't even taken it into the upper atmosphere before it started acting screwy and dropped down into this patch of forest. (Which, come to think of it, seemed pretty different to the giant trees around Bright Tree village. Must be a different temperate zone.)

Uh...it was asking her a question. "I'm sorry, I don't understand you. But you understand me, right? Can you write in my language?" She still had the scrap of paper on her, and felt around her pockets for a pen.

He rumbled a little embarrassedly in his own tongue.

Sorry. I didn't know you couldn't speak Shyriiwook. I can write in Galactic Basic, yes.

He waited for her to produce a pen. At least the fire was out, now. (Though now that he wasn't concentrating on flames, he could see that this stupid ship was busted pretty well.)

"Ah, here we go!" She pulled a pen from one of her multiple pockets. "Sorry, there's writing on this paper already, but I don't need it any more."

He gave her a thumbs up and started writing.

'My name is Chewbacca. Can you point me in the right direction to get to Bright Tree Village?'

Because if she knew, maybe he hadn't travelled THAT far. He could cover a lot of ground quickly if he needed to.

Oh! He should clarify, just in case. He wrote a small note under the initial one.

'You know, the Ewok village.'

....considering Ewoks apparently ate people, though, he would understand if she and her kind tended to avoid contact with the fuzzy little humanoids.

She looked at it for a second. "Uh...I just got here myself. I don't know where that is. Heck, I barely know where I am right now."

After a moment of looking around, she continued. "Chewbacca, huh? I've never heard a name like that before. My name is Rene."

His name always sounded so funny to him in Basic. He made an amendment to the note.

'Chewie is fine too. Any information you can give me would be useful. Do you know where there is an Imperial base?'

Because then at least he could just take another vehicle. One that wouldn't break on him, hopefully.

'If you're not from here, where are you from?'

"Uh...Imperial? Gosh, I don't know." He wouldn't be asking about Cordelia, and hopefully not about House Gassenarl. Neither of them could really be considered imperials, but they were the closest she knew of. "I'm from Gallia. Have you heard of it?"

Chewbacca thought a moment. Then he nodded.

"I know it. It's a city on Prakith, right?'

A planet he'd never been to, but he'd heard plenty about it. It was under pretty strict Imperial rule.

She chuckled. "I don't know what Prakith is, sorry."

UNDER ATTACK?! ALREADY?! Not as long as a Super Fighting Robot was around!

Rock donned his armor, hopped on Rush Jet, and took off for the site of the crash. They'd just found this refuge. Like heck anyone was going to take it from them.

Sorry, but when he sees armored people coming at him on some kind of fast moving speeder? His initial reaction is to level his Bowcaster at it.

"GRRRRRRRRRRRRRUUUUGGGG?"

However, being a little short for a Storm Trooper is an understatement when it came to this guy. Plus, the armor was blue. And Rush Jet was definitely not an Imperial design.

So... he didn't shoot.

Yet.

What...? A bear with a crossbow?

"Was that you crashing out here?" Rock asked, floating nearby on Rush Jet. His gun wasn't out, but he was still on guard, just until he could be sure this wasn't a threat to them.

"Grrooo, woooorrr."

He was nodding, so, you can assume that's a Positive response. He also lowered his Bowcaster, considering Megaman wasn't aggressive at this point. That could change, though.

He pointed back the way he'd come, to the smoking, dirt caked Tie fighter. It was at least somewhat intact, though, in need of some serious repair before becoming space-worthy again.

He grumbled and purred out a long and especially warbling sentence or two.

I'm guessing the forest moon of Endor has no repair depots I can get parts from? Because I don't think I can fix this thing with mud and bark.

Rock couldn't speak space gorilla. Yet. But he could at least get the gist of what he needed. Rock flew Rush Jet towards the TIE Fighter, looking it over curiously. "Looks in pretty bad shape," he said. "Maybe one of the mechanics back at the mansion could fix it.."

Chewbacca shrugged, jerking a thumb at his own chest.

"Groowoowooo."

I can fix it myself. But not without parts.

He walked over and looked at Rush Jet. An.... interesting design. Was it a droid? Was it a vehicle? Apparently, both.

He continued talking in his own language, though he sounded more interested than anything now, his prior expectations of hostility forgotten.

Where did you get this? I've never seen a design like it before.

Rock didn't quite get that Chewie could take care of things himself, but he did notice his interest in Rush.

"Oh? That's my dog, Rush," Rock explained, as the robot canine barked once. "He's my support unit, and best friend."

He's a very strange droid. Cute. Like something for kids.

The Wookiee walked around Rush a few times, then looked back at his busted ship. He probably had more important things to be worrying about than the non-standard droid designs on Endor.

Any way you can point me towards Bright Tree Village? I can tell you're not local, but if you know the way, that would be just great.

Enjoy a lot of rumbling growls and purrs, Rock.

"I, uh... I'm sorry, I don't have a translation module for your language," Rock replied. "I could take you back to the mansion, if you need somewhere to stay, though," he tried to be helpful and offer.

"Grrrrff."

Oh. Great.

Shyriiwook wasn't the most widely understood language in the Galaxy. Only Wookiee spoke it and there wasn't a great galactic population of his people or anything. But still. It was a little annoying. His vocal chords and mouth just weren't made for all the weird noises Basic was composed of.

....wait.

'Translation module? For the droid pet?' he growled, pointing to Rush.

He may not have understood the words, but he could at least extrapolate the context. When he saw Chewie point at Rush, he shook his head. "Ah... I should probably say, I'm a robot," he explained.

"Wrooooouuuuggggg!"

I never would have guessed!

This was EASILY the most lifelike droid he'd ever encountered! 3PO would be jealous!

The Wookiee immediately started looking at Rock in a new way, peering at the joins between helmet and face and at what he'd assumed was armor.

Rock suddenly felt very... exposed. The way the bear was sizing him up made him feel self conscious, and it showed. "Ah... I can answer any questions you have once we get back to the mansion, okay?" he offered.

Chewie stopped inspecting the little droid and stood up, looking back at the ship.

To the mansion? Like a big house? He frowned.

I should probably stay here. If any of my friends or other members of the resistance were to come looking for me, they'd track me here.

Say whatever you wanted about Han Solo (And a lot of people said a lot of things about Han Solo.) but Chewbacca trusted the cocky little bastard to come looking once he realized the Wookiee's exploratory mission over to the newly abandoned Imperial Base was taking way too long. He was brash and arrogant, but he was also loyal.

"You'd rather stay here...?" Rock asked. At least he could interpret body language pretty well. "If you say so... I can come back and check on you later? I'm sorry I can't really offer any food, we don't have much of anything right now..."

"Grrrrgh. Bwooo...."

It's OK. I ate a while ago.

He reached out and patted the droid on his head. Such a good droid! He was amazed at how lifelike this one was! Something like C-3PO was easy enough to assemble ~~a nine year old could probably do it~~ and an astromech droid was simple enough in basic design. But something that could be THIS humanoid? It went beyond a flexible plastoid outer shell. This one even had humanoid mannerisms, speech.

Well, he'd try and find out more later.

Thanks for offering, though.

"Well then! I'll, uh... leave you to this? If you need anything, I'll come back and check on you later, okay?" Rock asked, nodding to Rush to shift back into Rush Jet mode to head on back to the academy. He waved to Chewie as he flew off into the sunset.

"Rrrghhh."

He waved back at the Droid then decided if he was to stay here, he ought to get settled in for the night. The pilot seat, while not being exactly COMFY, was at least intact. He'd crash there (Geddit.) till Han and the others came to find him.

A very brave and manly looking man with lots of muscles and cool tattoos and cool facial hair decides that he should check out this loud noise because it is important to check things like that out. To keep everyone safe. Especially his mom.

So this very manly and brave man goes out to discover the source of the crash.

Huh. That was certainly a very muscular, but still not especially hairy Humanoid. He looked like the kind of guy Jabba would have as a secondary bodyguard.

"Grrrrrrr."

Hello.

He gave a wave as he sat there in the wreckage of his Imperial TIE Fighter. Luckily, everything inside was still intact so the seat was functional. Very important.

Chewie is... not a dog. Or a pokemon. Therefore, Jock does not know what he is saying.

He's growling AND he's waving in a friendly manner? This is weird. Jock had better find out what this is all about there then yet sure you betcha.

He walked up closer to the very large and very shaggy man. "Wow, you've got a lot of hair," was the first thing he said. "How'd you get so much hair?" The important questions come first, you see.

"Hrrrrghghgh...."

I was born with it....

What a weird question. Still, this was kind of a weird place.

Jock comes up to touch your fur, Chewie. "I can't understand you," he says. "You don't speak English and I guess you aren't a pokemon. I'm a pokemon. It's okay, I can touch your fur. It's really brown."

Chewie pointed to some of his fur that was kind of gray brown.

"Hrrrrggggggghhhh."

Also, some if it is kind of gray.

Not because he was old. Just because sometimes Wookiee fur was gray.

"Ghh eeehhh rrrgh?"

What's an eng lish?

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