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fandomtownies2019-05-30 10:19 am
chirpchirpchirp) wrote in fandomtownies2019-05-30 10:19 am
Syndulla Scrap, Thursday
You know, for as heavy as this week had been - facing the personal, chewing on the inside of her own head over the well-being of her friends and whatever fate might be awaiting her someday - Vette really couldn't complain about the state of the island otherwise.
Sure there were giant bugs that wanted to suck everybody dry or lay their weird little radioactive eggs in them or whatever. Sure there was a giant bomb in the park. Fine, she could handle a little bit of bonus radiation and what was a greenish sky when compared to Nar Shaddaa's nasty red-orange-brownish one?
She was settling in today for a shift at the scrapyard that involved poking around at a few bits of new, unfamiliar tech, with one of the bitey bits at her side keeping a lookout for any incoming fly-thingies. Whenever it spotted one she'd blow the bug to kingdom come with her blasters, grinning the entire while.
She'd named it Rusty. The bitey bit, not her blasters. Because it kind of was.
[OOC: Open!]
Sure there were giant bugs that wanted to suck everybody dry or lay their weird little radioactive eggs in them or whatever. Sure there was a giant bomb in the park. Fine, she could handle a little bit of bonus radiation and what was a greenish sky when compared to Nar Shaddaa's nasty red-orange-brownish one?
She was settling in today for a shift at the scrapyard that involved poking around at a few bits of new, unfamiliar tech, with one of the bitey bits at her side keeping a lookout for any incoming fly-thingies. Whenever it spotted one she'd blow the bug to kingdom come with her blasters, grinning the entire while.
She'd named it Rusty. The bitey bit, not her blasters. Because it kind of was.
[OOC: Open!]