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fandomtownies2019-02-14 08:12 am
chirpchirpchirp) wrote in fandomtownies2019-02-14 08:12 am
Syndulla Scrap, Thursday
Vette? Was practically dancing her way around the scrapyard today. She'd been given five-dozen roses and the most amazing note from Sidon, and eight carnations from other friends besides, and she kind of felt like...
Like...
When she'd been taken in by Nok and his pirates, Nok had had a daughter, Risha. She'd been practically a sister to Vette, and Nok had always called her 'Princess.' This big, gruff pirate, this man feared across the galaxy, collecting treasures and destroying his enemies and freeing slaves, and calling his daughter Princess. Vette had loved that about them.
Had always kind of wished it was her. It was a little on the nose when Prompto called her that, and she hadn't ever really told him why. Maybe never would. But when Sidon sent her flowers? When she read that note, written out meticulously for her in Aurebesh?
Well, she could maybe understand what it might mean, to be that precious to somebody.
So, that was on Vette's mind today while she worked at the scrapyard, taking very distracted inventory and throwing a rubber tire in for the bitey bits and giving Chopper a fond pat on his dome whenever he warbled on by and picking through scrap metal and feeling overwhelmingly just like that.
Like a princess.
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Like...
When she'd been taken in by Nok and his pirates, Nok had had a daughter, Risha. She'd been practically a sister to Vette, and Nok had always called her 'Princess.' This big, gruff pirate, this man feared across the galaxy, collecting treasures and destroying his enemies and freeing slaves, and calling his daughter Princess. Vette had loved that about them.
Had always kind of wished it was her. It was a little on the nose when Prompto called her that, and she hadn't ever really told him why. Maybe never would. But when Sidon sent her flowers? When she read that note, written out meticulously for her in Aurebesh?
Well, she could maybe understand what it might mean, to be that precious to somebody.
So, that was on Vette's mind today while she worked at the scrapyard, taking very distracted inventory and throwing a rubber tire in for the bitey bits and giving Chopper a fond pat on his dome whenever he warbled on by and picking through scrap metal and feeling overwhelmingly just like that.
Like a princess.
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Sidon thought perhaps to join Vette, to take a break from showering animals with attention, especially with the weather being not too terribly cold, but decided against it for now. After all, he figured she'd also appreciate the chance to actually get to eat a meal from him for a change, which would most certainly not occur if he'd come along.