L O S T
Omega Territory
Several Years Prior
Denon, a sprawling mass of urban living, deadlocked in a polluted atmosphere of grime. Hidden underneath the city-world lay treasures unseen to the general eye, heaps of trash and junkyards reminiscent of days and conflicts long since passed. To the girl who roamed its underworld this planet and its worthless, discarded items was a mini utopia. That which they toss to one side will not be missed, and that is their mistake, their loss. Today she had specific parts in mind to find, with the hopes of refurbishing a pair of blaster pistols. She already had their names in mind, which made her already attached to the weapons... And that in itself only made her all the more determined to fix them up and make them work again.
A disused junkyard lay up ahead, and the sight of it made her eyes light up in expectation. There was a fence around it, with a gate on the other side... There was a lot of Denon to explore, and not that much time left before the vessel she had been travelling upon left. The crew were impatient. Instead of wasting time she climbed the wire fencing and dropped onto the other side, into a thick layer of gunk. Yuck. The young girl stepped from it and shook off her foot, hoping to get most of the disgusting substance from her boots. "Way to go, Kai..." A frown settled upon her lips. This yard was larger than expected.
@[member='Tamara'] @[member='Connor Harrison']