Kitt Solo
Alen Na'Varro's Ex
[SIZE=10pt]“Where is that dagum hydrospanner?” Reaching up on tippy-toes, the young and squeaky-new Fringer rummaged around in one of the training rooms, fingertips reaching toward the back corner of the top shelf. If she had known she was in one of the force-sensitive areas, she would’ve high-tailed it out of there. But she didn’t.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10pt]She was working on some modifications with Sargon’s ship, the big ol’ boss. She figured she owed him after that Circe bounty nonsense. Stars, she could still feel his disapproving gaze. Apparently he hadn’t heard about job-shadow day.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10pt]She rummaged around some more, making a heck lot of noise and knocking a few of the training sabers over.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10pt]Uh-oh. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=10pt]She was working on some modifications with Sargon’s ship, the big ol’ boss. She figured she owed him after that Circe bounty nonsense. Stars, she could still feel his disapproving gaze. Apparently he hadn’t heard about job-shadow day.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10pt]She rummaged around some more, making a heck lot of noise and knocking a few of the training sabers over.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10pt]Uh-oh. [/SIZE]