The Junkyard, Friday evening

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

After work River didn't head back to the dorms, but stopped by the junkyard. The Acorn might not need any particular maintenance, but she wanted to keep up her habit of regularly checking up on the small, squirrel built ship.

The cargo bay doors slid open, letting in the fading evening light into the ship.

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[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy had decided, rather randomly, to go for a walk, in the junkyard. To his knowledge he'd never actually been here before, and he'd wanted to remedy that. Plus the occasional light rain sounded cool on all the refuse.

Holy poop was that a space ship?