Syndulla Scrap; Tuesday [08/20].

[howareyanow]

Last week, Wayne hadn't gone to work, on account of the fact that his work had, at that time, hadn't really existed as such. This week, however, everything on the island was back to normal, including the scrapyard, though being there right now gave him a bit of a strange feeling. He'd been in the Toybox for a good long time last week, ever since that Astrid person dumped him in there, and while he hadn't been slated for any execution as far as he knew, it was probably just a matter of time before he'd have come there to meet some sort of fate.

It was just really surreal, to think about, that this place was where all that fighting and drama and action had went down and now...it was just back to normal, usual scrapyard, with a bunch of spaceships parked there and the bitey bits bouncing around hoping for snacks.

It sort of hurt his head to think about it, so Wayne did the next best thing to help ensure he wasn't thinking about it, and that was just getting to work, trying to be productive, but mostly just moving things from here to here, as usual, just like before.

Still hard to shake it, though. Shuri'd been one of those people marched over here for executuion. Keyleth, too...

Wayne went to go find something heavier to move from here to here.

Syndulla Scrap is open!