Syndulla Scrap, Friday

[futurespacemom]

Hera liked it here, she did.

She found herself reminding herself of that a few times today.

"No," she told the person on the other end of the phone again, "I can't tell you what that is without seeing it. You'll have to bring it in, or at least send me a holo. Well, if it blows up if you pick it up, you've got bigger problems than how to get it to the scrapyard, don't you? No, I can't tell you if it will or not, because I don't know what it is. Maybe ask the person you got it from? Okay, you do that."

Honestly, if the person did show up, maybe she'd let the bitey bits free.

Syndulla Scrap was open!

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[seriesofbaddecisions]

Sabine showed up with a lamb in tow.

"Do you think I can keep my roommate entertained here?" she asked.

[futurespacemom]

"Your roommate?" Hera asked, looking at the lamb.

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"This is Astrid. She's been stuck like this since Wednesday," Sabine told her. "I really don't want to just keep her inside all the time."

[futurespacemom]

"That doesn't sound like fun," Hera agreed. Being stuck inside or being a lamb. "I don't know if there's much for her to do here, but whatever you can find, you're welcome to."

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"I figured she might explore a little," Sabine shrugged, watching her starting to walk around on four legs to do just that. "Maybe not around Chopper."

[futurespacemom]

"He's in the Ghost, luckily," Hera said. "Just so long as she doesn't go too close to the bitey bits' pen, she should be fine."

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"She's been warned," Sabine assured her. "I'm trying to be a good roommate-caretaker, even if I hope I don't need to be very soon."

[futurespacemom]

"Good luck with that," Hera said, eyeing the lamb. "She looks...fragile."

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"I think she's less fragile than she looks," Sabine considered. "Even if I'm going to stay paranoid."

[futurespacemom]

"I hope so," Hera said. "Anything you need from here, though, feel free. Whatever might help."