Atton Rand & miscellaneous names (
suitably_heroic) wrote in
fandomtownies2014-09-09 11:50 am
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MCA Roof, Tuesday Morning
If anything had happened last weekend, well, Atton hadn't noticed for reasons that were becoming depressingly applicable to just about anything for him lately. It was a pity, because a weekend off from all his troubles would've been extremely welcome.
Anyway, Atton had to leave his apartment again sometime - this time because he'd been putting off giving the Hawk another look-over for a while now. Sure, the guy he'd gotten the ship from seemed to have gotten it cleaned up real nice, but that didn't really mean anything. He was pretty sure that at this point nobody knew the Ebon Hawk like he did, and anyway-- there were stupid sentimental reasons involved.
So there he was. After checking up on the inside of the ship, he'd relocated to the outside. What looked broken was getting fixed, welded back on or taped up. What looked dirty was getting a good run-over with a rag or a lick of paint. By the time the day was done, the Ebon Hawk would look more or less factory-perfect again-- at least as far as Atton was concerned.
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Anyway, Atton had to leave his apartment again sometime - this time because he'd been putting off giving the Hawk another look-over for a while now. Sure, the guy he'd gotten the ship from seemed to have gotten it cleaned up real nice, but that didn't really mean anything. He was pretty sure that at this point nobody knew the Ebon Hawk like he did, and anyway-- there were stupid sentimental reasons involved.
So there he was. After checking up on the inside of the ship, he'd relocated to the outside. What looked broken was getting fixed, welded back on or taped up. What looked dirty was getting a good run-over with a rag or a lick of paint. By the time the day was done, the Ebon Hawk would look more or less factory-perfect again-- at least as far as Atton was concerned.
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