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WELCOMING FEE
HALCYON ELECTRONICS | CORELLIA


"Fee? You're listening right?"

"Huh?"

Fianna Halcyon looked up from the bench. Her dad was staring at her, with that usual edge to his look. He'd probably been trying to talk to her for a good ten minutes before he noticed her mind was elsewhere. Well, that was his own fault really. After nineteen years, he should know that she'd never listen when she had some droid logic boards to fix.

"I'm heading out. Council meeting."
Fee's dad nodded towards the door. "You're manning the front."

Fee winced. "Again? Can't you ask Finn?" Her brother was the tech-illiterate one. Why couldn't he be on the front desk, dealing with people? "Come on, pleeeeease?" she begged.

And that was how Fee Halcyon found herself stuck at the front desk of the family business, idly soldering a board as a few members of the public browsed the wares.

Halcyon Electronics commanded an enviable position on the street. Refurbished electronics filled the window, with plenty of offers and discounts printed in slightly garish fonts all around them. Her dad had a flair for 'marketing' that'd thankfully passed Fianna by. A few long shelves were lined with the rest, from datapads to comlinks. Everything your average citizen needs to get ahead, but cheap! Luckily, it didn't look like anyone needed anything repairing... yet. Fianna was left to keep working on that logic board, thin fingers carefully wrapped around a tool as she pried some capacitors loose.

So long as nobody, absolutely nobody tried to talk to her... she'd be fine. Probably.

OOC: Please feel free to come and 'ruin' her day with something. Excitement? Recruitment? Who knows? Also, Fee's first thread.

 

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Welcoming Fee
Armor:
N/A
Weapons:
HESTIZO-201 "Silverrain" Vaccine
1 x VB-113 "Tidefall" Class Vibroblade
Gear:
G1 Omni Link

Alana stood at the front of the store, staring at the reflection that looked back at her.

Or was it Sable?

She...didn't know...

She looks down to her Omni Link, frowning at the 'locked' symbol it displayed, unsure how else to proceed. She was certain this was hers, but, why wasn't it letting her in? She looked back up, staring at her reflection on the outside, trying to get familiar with the woman that looked back to her. She still felt, amiss. But...she had come here on a mission.

She needed access to her comm after all so, she hoped this place, if it couldn't unlock her comm, would at least give her a new one? Maybe transfer her data over?

But the passcode....

To someone on the inside, it may have looked odd. A white haired Echani woman wearing a leather jacket and shorts, staring at her reflection? Was it odd though?

She didn't know.

She didn't know alot of things, honestly.

Regardless of that, Alana ventured into the store, looking every bit as lost as she had been.
 

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