act 1 chapter 2 - usual daze
Sun's setting. Diner's closing for the night. Time to get home before Mom gets worried.
With my notes and tools (and phone, of course) all safe in my backpack, I head out of the restruant. With everyone leaving for the night, there's only a few ships in the parking lot, most notably big guy Ragald's own Vadeswagon. Jeez, no wonder the place still uses gas grills; ship's as old as he looks.
There's a small section for hoverbike parking. It's a relatively recent addition, considering the diner's age: apparently it got added after the place got more popular among the Thugs-4-Less crew. I've only seen the lizardy guys once since I started hanging at Ragald's; they're surprisingly sweet-toothed and well-behaved for a bunch of thugs.
Sitting in the hoverbike lot is my trusty hoverscooter. You need a licence to ride a hoverbike, but I can't think of riding something so high-speed. Hoverscooters might be much