Krews turned around and smiled. He was about to say something, but Chaz spoke up first. "Trust me, that medical training will come in handy. Krews is not exactly Captain Safety." He chuckled. Krews growled. "Don't let Chaz affect you, he is just a sourpuss." "Yeah, a sourpuss that had to rush you to the hospital when you tried to tell that wookiee he couldn't park in a school zone." Krews sighed. "Anyway, you guys are part of my crew and I'll make sure you stay safe. Just a few precautions. I would put on one of those blasterproof vests in the back. Always carry your comlink and make sure you wear running shoes." Chaz laughed again. A couple of minutes later, the outside view had changed dramatically. There were no longer big, tall white buildings. All the buildings now looked as if they had been neglected for centuries. The pedestrians had changed too. No longer were their nice clothes and police, now everyone looked as if they were straight out of prison and mad at you. In some of the alleys they passed, you could see people sleeping, or fighting, or eating something that, surely, was not edible. "We'll have to walk the rest of the way. Driving something this nice is asking for trouble." Krews said. They pulled over and stopped in the big parking lot outside of a diner. Krews jumped out and stretched. "Anyone hungry?" Without waiting for an answer, he and Chaz made their way for the diner.
Blaise is riding in one of the nicest hover limos on all of Nar Shaada. The huge Hutt sittin across from him speaks in huttese, "What do u mean I cant do that?" "Exactly what i said sir the law will not work for us here." states Blaise. "But" BOOM!!!