The celestial destruction of Handalore, our once-fierce homeworld, marked the genesis of our nomadic journey through the cosmos. As the leader of our scattered crew, I am Treska Hexar, a Handalorian with a purpose and a sacred helm never to be removed.
Our interstellar ship had touched down on a planet with blue oceans and green lands. We found ourselves in a bustling city they called Melbourne of Australia – a quaint human colony filled with structures of various shapes and sizes. The place seemed to emanate a welcoming aura that hinted at our imminent connection to the location.
Finding a new dwelling wasn’t as straightforward as we’d hoped, particularly when our code of honour prohibited us from removing our helmets in front of others. The humans, with their exposed faces, found our custom perplexing. Navigating the intricacies of Earth’s real estate market proved to be a challenge beyond the ordinary. The solution presented itself in the form of a buyer’s advocate for Melbourne property.
Their job was to serve as an intermediary, assisting prospective buyers in locating suitable properties and negotiating the transaction. A meeting was arranged, and we encountered an individual from a local agency – a buyer’s agent near Hawthorn. We communicated our unique requirements for a dwelling robust enough to withstand a Handalorian’s lifestyle. Reinforced walls, a fortified structure, a yard for our pet Blurrgs – a list that was met with a fair share of raised eyebrows and amused chuckles.
The Earth’s culinary culture seemed fascinating, but its applicative execution turned out to be a different ball game altogether. I had a particularly memorable encounter with a curious device known as an induction cooktop. My attempt to boil water resulted in the catastrophic melting of a kettle, its molten remains now a testament to my culinary blunder. It seemed my prowess in wielding energy weapons didn’t extend to handling earthly appliances.
Yet, amidst these peculiarities and faux pas, we found an unexpected affinity for this place. We were starting to feel at home, a sensation we hadn’t experienced since the destruction of Handalore. The quest to find a dwelling that would serve as our new sanctuary was underway, and with the help of our buyer’s advocate, we were ready to face whatever challenges we encountered.