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Syndulla Scrap, Friday

Kanan was in a better mood today, which meant that Hera was in a good mood, too. It was nice to know they didn't have to worry about one more thing.

It was also great weather, so instead of working on the Ghost's shields some more, she was up on top of her, doing assorted cleaning and tuning up, mostly for an excuse to be on top of the Ghost and enjoying the sunlight.

It also meant she could see the entrance to the scrapyard from where she was, so there was no need to rig an alert again. (Chopper was grumbling about that.)

The junk yard was open!

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Sometime in the afternoon, Sabine made her way over. After yesterday she was kind of curious about the reaction she'd get, and also she'd genuinely wanted to see what was here.

So she was checking things out from the entrance at first.

Well, for starters, there was the entrance with its name above it. Hera found that was a pretty good indicator of how people might react to her and Kanan.

She wasn't worried about Sabine, though, now that Kanan had spoken to her, so she was waving from her perch on the Ghost and calling, "Hi! Be right there!"

Sabine waved back in acknowledgement, and called back, "Nice ship!"

She'd had to deal with the Falcon yesterday and was still a little mad about it.

"Thanks!" Now Hera knew she liked Sabine.

She climbed down and headed over. "I like to keep her in good condition, though I'll admit today I'm mostly finding busywork to enjoy the weather. Come to check out our metal bits and dubious broken electronics?"

"Actually, yeah," Sabine nodded. "It turns out it's kind of hard to tinker with anything when you don't have anything to use. Thought I'd see what was around."

"Well, come on in." Hera waved at...everything. "Anything in particular you wanted to look for? I've been sorting non-active metals into various piles, circuits and things that look like them into other piles, dangerous items on their own, and anything I don't recognize yet is the rest."

Sabine blinked. "What do you consider dangerous materials?"

"Oh, there's a few metals that are prone to sparking if you're not careful," Hera explained. "Some things that are marked hazardous - I'm not always sure why, but better safe than sorry - and a couple pieces I swear keep trying to bite."

Because Fandom.

"The sparking might be helpful," she said thoughtfully. "Or very bad, but I trust me."

"We can take a look at them," Hera said, leading the way. "What were you thinking of making?"

"I upgrade my weaponry." Which might not make anyone feel better about her, but... Mandalorian. Gotta expect these things. "And explosives."

Hera was less worried about that and more worried about collateral damage. "You're not going to keep explosives around the dorms?"

"Of course not. They're safely in town, locked up, with ventilation and safety protocols in place," Sabine assured her. "I'm a pro."

Wasn't like some of it hadn't made radio already. Stupid squirrels.

Hera sighed. "Okay, good. Sorry; I'm never sure how much people know, and there are a lot of weird things around here."

She led the way over to the dangerous things. "Stay away from those on the end; they're the biting ones. The flammables are over here."

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"Do I want to know where you got parts that bite?" Sabine asked, following a little slowly so she could look around better.

"I'm not sure I want to know where I got parts that bite," Hera said. "They just showed up in a shipment one day. Luckily Chopper got to them first and was able to corral them. Oh," she pointed over at the grumpy-looking astromech that was currently cleaning the Ghost's ramp joints. "Chopper. I'd introduce you, but he's in a bad mood right now."

Sabine still waved a hand towards Chopper in greeting. "Your droid gets bad moods?"

Oh honey you have no idea.

It'd be more accurate to say he occasionally had good moods.

"Chopper's...particular," Hera said. "But he's really good at what he does and he's a good friend, so it's best just to give him space when he needs it."

"You don't see a lot of people calling their droids friends," Sabine noted, interested.

Hera shrugged. "You don't see a lot of people who let them be," she pointed out. "Chopper's been with me for years now. No wipes, no restraining bolt. I fixed him from some pretty bad damage, and he stays with me because he wants to."

"Through bad moods and all," Sabine said, still underestimating that. "Says a lot."

In fairness, a lot of people underestimated Chopper's moods.

"Yeah." Hera grinned back at him. "He'll come around. Meanwhile, you're looking for...I'm guessing not parts for armor," because Mandalorian, and hers was better than any metal Hera would get here, "but things that you can use to upgrade weapons and things?"

She led the way to an actual building with a lock that held some metals that were less piled up than the others, and more carefully set aside apart from other things and each other. "Those are the things that seem volatile or are marked flammable. Actual parts I recognize as weapon chips and such are in a room over there."

"Yeah. I'm starting from scratch on most of my supplies out here, and I'm getting bored, so upgrades it is," she explained. "I don't know that I'm looking for anything specific as much as I need whatever I can make work."

Hera nodded, thinking. "What about tools? Do you need those, too?"

"I have some, but I can look at what you've got. As long as those don't bite, too." She was cautious now.

"No," Hera reassured her. "The tools are mine, and completely non-biting. Get what materials you think you can use - or mark them, I guess, and we can have a rickshaw pick them up for you - and I'll show you what I have. You can borrow what you need as long as you let me know and bring it back."

"Oh." Color her surprised. "You would actually let me do that?"

"Sure." Hera shrugged. "I mean, I've only got one plasma welder right now, but I can always pick up another one if I have to. If you know how to handle explosives and upgrade your own weapons, I'm assuming you know how to treat a hydrospanner."

"Of course. Do you always lend out your stuff?" Since, you know, Kanan had just thought he had to worry about her and all.

"This'll be the first time anyone's needed it," Hera said. "I'd be a little wary if someone didn't know how to use them, but I don't mind helping."

She looked Sabine over. "It helps that Kanan vouches for you. I trust his judgment."

"He does?" Which, honestly, Sabine was glad for, but she hadn't expected to be vouched for even after that conversation.

"Maybe not enough for me to ask you to crew for me, but enough to lend my tools," Hera answered with a smile. "I reserve the right to take back the offer if you do blow anything up."

"Nothing that isn't supposed to be blown up, promise." She was good that way. "Thanks."

"You're welcome." Hera smiled. "Want a Coke while we're in here? It's a local soft drink; I've come to really like it."

Those and ghost peppers. Fortunately, she had none of those around to offer.

The ghost peppers might've sent a different message, yeah.

"Why not? Might as well try new things while I'm here, right?"

"Might as well," Hera agreed. "It's got a few nice things."

She went into the little office off one side and got a couple cans out of the fridge there.

"Here." She handed one to Sabine and opened the other. "See what you think."

Sabine opened it and took a careful sip. "It's good. Not what I expected. I think I've seen this in the dorms."

"Probably," Hera agreed. "It's in a lot of places. It is acidic, though, so watch it around other chemicals. Also it dries sticky."

Don't ask how she'd found that one out.

"Anyway, you want some help looking through things, or should I just hang back and answer questions if I can?"

Honestly, Sabine would have kind of rathered letting Hera talk her through it, because she just liked hanging around Hera, but she did have a mission here. "I think I'm okay. I'm sure I'll probably have a question or two."

Like I thought these ones didn't bite or whatever.

Hera didn't mind helping, either, but she knew what it was like to get focused on something. Sometimes other people were just in the way.

"I'll be here," she promised. "Just let me know."

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