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fandomtownies2014-12-30 02:40 pm
suitably_heroic) wrote in fandomtownies2014-12-30 02:40 pm
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JGoB's, Tuesday Morning
It'd been a long couple of days, full of getting bumped on the head, sand, lightsabering things, more sand, blasting things, even more sand, some rocks, and a bunch of now-free slaves. Sadly, not a lot of evidence that would stick to Czerka, but then that was Czerka, wasn't it? As far as Atton knew, the entire galaxy knew they were crooked and just couldn't quite prove it.
At least one of the folks on board had been Force sensitive. Mical had offered to take it from there - after one very long day - and Atton had been happy to let him. He was tired, sore, and he was pretty sure he had several sunburns all over.
The worst thing was that his pizza leftovers were probably inedible by now. Which sucked. Atton had this inkling his appetite had gotten worse since he'd started working on his other talents, and he was starving. Most of the restaurants were pretty far, though, and the supermarket was too much work. All that picking stuff out and then going back and putting them on a fire and eugh. And takeout? That would take time.
Instead, he sat down at a table at JGoB's and ordered a pie. An entire one; he didn't really care what flavor.
As the server put the giant thing full of fruit and sugar down in front of him, all he thought was suck it, Sparkle, I eat what I want.
Sometimes it was the tiny things.
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At least one of the folks on board had been Force sensitive. Mical had offered to take it from there - after one very long day - and Atton had been happy to let him. He was tired, sore, and he was pretty sure he had several sunburns all over.
The worst thing was that his pizza leftovers were probably inedible by now. Which sucked. Atton had this inkling his appetite had gotten worse since he'd started working on his other talents, and he was starving. Most of the restaurants were pretty far, though, and the supermarket was too much work. All that picking stuff out and then going back and putting them on a fire and eugh. And takeout? That would take time.
Instead, he sat down at a table at JGoB's and ordered a pie. An entire one; he didn't really care what flavor.
As the server put the giant thing full of fruit and sugar down in front of him, all he thought was suck it, Sparkle, I eat what I want.
Sometimes it was the tiny things.
[[ open! ]]