A holo billboard plays alongside traffic at the spaceport

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"Those new ships look pretty shiny"

He turns his head back towards the front dashboard of his speeder.

BAM!

"UEROUGHHHHH" Wookie let's put a loud roar

Wookie just rear ended someone. Both parties pull off to a safe location and assess their damages

"Man, don't you know where you're going!? You just damaged my ship and you better have insurance. Just had the dang thing paid off. Not that you care, just look at the state of your ship. Holes all over the place, beat up headlamps. You're lucky I don't call over the stormtroopers, I know some important people."

Wookiee puts his hands over his head in frustration. "HRUGHH OH?"

"Do you even speak basic? Ugh, the one time I forget my interpreter droid. Whatever, just hand over your insurance and we'll just get this taken care of." The driver extends his hand out, waiting for wookie.

Wookie thinks to himself. "Dank ferrik, I forgot to pay for my insurance, maybe I can talk my way out of this".

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Wookie waits with baited breath, hoping he would understand.

"Look guy, I told you already didn't I pal? I don't speak wookie. I don't have time for this"

The driver reaches for his communicator and radios for help. "Hey some wookie just rear ended my ship, can you send someone out here?

"Request received citizen, we'll send a patrol over shortly"

Wookie starts to get nervous. He grabs the driver and throws him far from his ship. Wookie jumps back into his speeder and high tails it out of there.

"WHERE ARE YOU GOING???" The driver shakingly yells out from the ground."

Wookie is now on the run, speeding through traffic before patrol locates him. He zips through the financial district then through the business districts before dropping his speeder down into an alleyway.

"Phew, better lay low for a while. I can't get captured by the law...again."

A patrol car zips by the alley with it's sirens on. The loud speaker blaring. "WANTED: WOOKIE FOR HIT AND RUN"

"How am I going to get out of this? I need to ditch this speeder and find a new ride"

Wookie covers the speeder with a tarp he finds near dumpsters. "Okay, that settles that, but now how am I going to get out of here. These troopers have it out for me"

Wookie heads down to the seedier part of the district, citizens are selling all kinds of black market goods.

"Blaster scopes, blaster holsters, blaster grips. We've got everything you need for your blaster, except the blaster itself!"

"Astromechs, protocol, pit droids. Any droid ya need"

Wookie distracted by all the neon signs and loud merchants, heads down to the busier section, he's called out by a tall devronian man.

"Hey you, wookie, yeah you!"

Wookie turns his head and let's put a perplexed (raghhhhh hurrrr?

"I heard on the scanners patrols looking for a wookiee who crashed into someone. That wouldn't be you would it? Look, put some credits in my hand and maybe I'll look the other way"

Wookiee furrels his brow and grabs the devronian by the chest and raises him. "Guurrrpughh!!!!!"

"Whoa whoa easy pal. Let's not make a scene, wouldn't be good for your current situation. Look, I get it. Running from the law isn't gonna be easy if you go around attacking people. I bet you need a ride out of here, don't cha? I know a guy that'll get you off world in a hurry. Now, how's about them credits?"

Wookiee nods and grabs some credits from his pouch. He places them in the davaronians hand.

"See, not so hard now was it? I'll send you the coordinates to my contact, he'll be waiting. When you meet up with him, tell him Sheez sent ya."

Wookie nods at the davaronian and pats him on the shoulder. Wookiee heads out to the location given.

After a good 30 minute trek through the city. He sees a short Rodian leaning against a pillar.

"Arrrooooo?"

"Ah, you must be the wookiee Sheez was talking about. He says you're in need of transport, running from the law eh? Alright, look. I've got a brand new speeder I can part with, it's parked not too far from here. Don't worry where I got it from, just know it can be yours...for a price.

"Gwarrrrr?!"

"Nothing's free in this galaxy. And I know you're in desperate need. Look, how about you transfer me 50,000 imperial credits and it's yours."

"Gruffffff" wookiee transfer over the credits to the Rodian.

"Pleasure doin business with ya. Here's the keys, lucky for you I just picked up this brand new speeder. Better get outta here quick, troopers are sniffing out that merchant over there.'

Wookiee looks over to the troopers talking to another merchant as the merchant points towards wookiee.

Wookiee quickly heads down the alley where the speeder is parked. He clicks the receiver and the doors open.

Wookiee hops into the speeder, amazed by all the fancy gadgetry and lights. Turns on the speeder and heads to the spaceport. Wookiee calls his friends and let's them know he needs a freighter to haul him off world.

"I can't leave you anywhere can I Wook? Genie answers from the communicator. This is your last wish though, you owe me now."

Genie lands his freighter at the port and Wookiee flies his speeder up the ramp and inside.

Ready Wook? We're leaving before you cause anymore trouble.

The duo prepare for launch as the freighter lifts off from the ground. "Set course for the outer rim"

The navigation computer begins to chart a safe course to the outer rim. "Alright, hang on'

Genie pushes forward the controls and they make the jump to hyperspace.