Rowekk: A Star Wars Story

Chapter I

In the lower levels of Coruscant, where the air is thick with pollutants and the constant hum of speeders reverberates through narrow alleys, lies a garage on the 3,124th level. The air was constantly filled with the scent of oil and the clattering of tools echoing against metal walls. Dim, flickering lights cast long shadows over stacks of spare parts and various vehicles in disrepair.

Tayu, the grizzled boss of the garage, oversees the operations with a keen eye. His booming voice echoes through the cramped space as he issues orders and instructions to the mechanics scurrying around. His garage is renowned for its efficiency in getting vehicles back on the road but at the cost of the treatment of his mechanics. The diverse group of mechanics don't dare to go against their boss' orders. Some are aliens with multiple limbs, deftly manipulating tools with their appendages, while others are humans covered in grease, their faces marked with the scars of countless repairs. They move with a purpose, weaving through the tight spaces between vehicles. Most desperately needed money, and Tayu's garage was a good stepping stone to better jobs.

Rowekk, a wiry and determined mechanic, is one of Tayu's top employees. Dressed in worn and grease-stained clothing, Rowekk operates skillfully on the vehicles, executing repairs with precision. The pressure is on as Tayu keeps a close watch on the progress, expecting nothing short of excellence from him.

The vehicles being worked on vary from speeder bikes to starships, each presenting its own set of challenges. Tayu's garage is a hub of activity, with sparks flying and the rhythmic clanking of metal against metal, creating a symphony of repair work. Rowekk's livelihood hinges on navigating this chaotic environment, fixing the vehicles that come his way, and making as much money as possible. He plans on getting out of the lower levels and finally beginning his life away from the scum and crime. His hands are quick and nimble, a testament to years of working on all types of vehicles. His clothing is worn and patched, a reflection of his meager income. The constant struggle to make ends meet is etched on his face. Still, his determination to succeed is evident in the focused glint in his eyes.

In the midst of a crucial repair, Rowekk realizes he can't find his hydrospanner, a specialized tool he needs to complete the job. Panic sets in as he frantically searches through his cluttered tool chest. Tayu, sensing the urgency, glances in Rowekk's direction with a stern expression. The garage's bustling atmosphere doesn't afford much tolerance for mistakes, especially regarding misplaced tools. Rowekk's heart pounds as he searches, the realization that he can't afford to lose the hydrospanner sinking in. If he fails to locate it, the repair will be delayed, and he'll also have to face the financial consequences of replacing such a valuable tool on his meager salary.

The other mechanics continue their work, oblivious to Rowekk's predicament, but the pressure mounts. Rowekk knows he must find that tool quickly before Tayu takes notice, and the cost of its loss adds another burden to his already challenging life. Beads of sweat begin to form on his forehead. His fingers race through the jumble of tools, occasionally knocking aside bolts and screws in his desperation. He glances over his shoulder, ensuring none of his colleagues notice his issue. Still, his fear of the ever-watchful eyes of Tayu pushes his nerves to the limit.

After practically dumping his tool chest out, Rowekk quickly scans the garage and tries to pinpoint the exact moment he may have dropped his tool. He always keeps it in his tool chest until he needs it. So, there'd be no reason for it to not be there. Unless someone stole it.

Rowekk becomes instantly furious and looks at Mitoch with a deadly gaze. Mitoch stares back at Rowekk with a grin. The two were constantly budding heads. Mitoch was lazy and a failure in Rowekk's mind. Mitoch was everything Rowekk wasn't. If someone had stolen his tool, it would've been Mitoch.

Rowekk looks cautiously for Tayu, who isn't in sight. Rowekk's death gaze again meets Mitoch's sly grin. "Hey, Mitoch! Where's my hydrospanner?!" Rowekk screams from across the garage, and everything falls momentarily silent as the two lock eyes, a tense undercurrent flowing between them. Sensing the brewing conflict, the mechanics around them pause in their work to observe the confrontation. Mitoch, unmoved by Rowekk's accusatory glare, continues working on his repair with a nonchalant air. His eyes, however, betray a hint of mischief as he watches Rowekk's frustration escalate.