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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[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!"