Galactic Field Trips, Monday

[unusual_sith]

"Good morning, everyone." Lana smiled. "Welcome to our last trip for this term. I hope you've enjoyed getting to see my galaxy." Albeit a carefully curated version. "For our last class, we'll be going to Dantooine. It's an agricultural world that's currently part of the Alliance. It's on the edge of Imperial territory and lies on two separate hyperspace routes, so it's not as out-of-touch as you might think, given its position in the galaxy."

Look, it was the boonies, but it was a pretty nice boonies.

"So, come on through." She waved them into the portal, followed along, and...oh, no. This was not Dantooine!

She turned just in time for the portal to close. "Damn it! Sorry, this is not our planned destination." She pulled out her phone as she looked around. "Welcome to Nar Shaddaa, playground of the Hutts and every criminal in the galaxy. Look, why don't you head into the casino, change a bit of money, and enjoy the slots while I call Portalocity and get us out of here. Just - look, stay away from the tables, don't make a scene no matter what you see, and do not approach anything large and sluglike."

Lana had to make some phone calls.

Comments

Re: Class activity

[pocketpretzels]

It was a drink he’d ordered before, during a previous excursion, so. Unless he’d been lied to then about ‘safe for human consumption’ and it was the sort of poison that took weeks…

“You do that,” Watts replied. “I don’t bet.” Which was the crux of the issue, really.

Re: Class activity

[suitably_heroic]

"Well, you seem like you're great at parties," Atton said, and made a mental note to keep an eye out to make sure nobody particularly impulsive-looking got near the guy. "Have fun murdering your liver instead, I guess."

No one had ever accused him of decent bedside manner. Seatside manner? Whatever.