Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center, Friday

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So... Vette had discovered a miniature localized weather regulator at the scrapyard yesterday that apparently made it rain ham sandwiches. She'd left it there, because the ability to make it rain ice cream in a teeny tiny little rainstorm was too much power for one Twi'lek to be trusted with. That, and it meant that her lunches were totally set for her scrapyard shifts from now on. She'd even brought leftovers to much on at work here today.

In between cleaning and selling weapons, of course.

Mmm, ham.

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