Fianna Halcyon
Character

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.
"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.