Syndulla Scrap, Sunday

[futurespacemom]

Hera didn't usually open the place herself on Sunday, but Eliot's guest had been interested in finding metal, and she seemed like a nice person, so here Hera was.

Trying to convince Chopper that nothing strange was going on.

"No sharks, no gourds, no anything weird, Chop, I promise. Unless one of the strangers stops by, it's just the same as always."

Syndulla Scrap was open, and the droid was suspicious.

Not that that was new.


[Open post! No OCD.]

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[prophetnotpoet]

"I think I've heard Eliot and Hardison talk about portals a little," Cassie said. "But I thought they meant video games. That's actually a thing here?"

[futurespacemom]

"That's how we got here," Hera said. "A portal opened up in our galaxy and Kanan flew through it. We head back sometimes the same way. How did you think this place worked if not something like that?" she asked, curious.

[prophetnotpoet]

"I don't know. You have a space ship. I guess I just figured you flew here on it."

[futurespacemom]

"I suppose that makes sense," Hera admitted. "But no, our galaxy is far away. We're not even sure where it'd be from here. And there are other people here from different worlds without ships. Portals are handy."

[prophetnotpoet]

"Well sure. Teleportation is high on my list of fantasy superpowers," Cassie said. "It's just -- not very common where I'm from."

Or, you know, considered currently possible.

[futurespacemom]

Hera smiled wryly. "Don't worry - it's pretty unheard of where we're from, too, except in theory."

[prophetnotpoet]

"Glad to know I'm not the only one in at least a little bit over my head," Cassie said, shooting her a quick smile in return. "Right, well. If there are portals then I can probably just talk Uncle Eliot into bringing this stuff up to me."

[futurespacemom]

"Okay, just let me know. I'll keep it for him to pick up, and find a way to get it to you if he doesn't," Hera said. "And you need to send me pictures of what you make!"