fandomtownies | Streets of Fandom, Tuesday Noonish

Coming back to Fandom after two weeks on Coruscant was... okay, it was kind of weird. And quiet. And all the lights... yeah, Atton hadn't quite grasped Christmas when he was here as a student, and it just looked more alien to him now.

It was just a short walk back to his apartment, so he didn't have to speed up, exactly. But he didn't want to linger too much. Just seemed weird, that was all, and... was there something gleaming at him? It looked like it. Probably just more Christmas decorations, but something about it drew his eye.

As he came up closer, he saw what it was: a small round ball, one of several, hanging out of a large fir tree. Just another stupid decoration, then. Something was moving inside of it, a holo maybe? No-- they didn't do holos like that around here, not just yet.

He gripped the ball gently, studying the image.

Then he saw it.

Himself, his back pressed against cover. Shivering in the cold, even though there was no snow. On his side, familiar faces, sharing--

He plucked the ball out of the tree and shoved it into the pocket of that jacket. No. He wasn't thinking about that. Today, or any other day. And he wasn't going to leave it sitting around for anyone else, either, that would... That would.

Space.

Now he was really weirded out.

[[ open streets, folks, both for your atton and your streetsy needs. ]]