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A Good Day For Bad Decisions
Aurora had never owned a ship, in a galaxy as bustling as this one transportation was everywhere. She usually made a friend, jumped on a ship, killed a few dishonorable people, and went on her way. now aurora wished she had a ship. To her there weren't many worse fates than spending a weekend on a garbage planet. Sure there were bars and bounties and all the usual fun, but garbage planets had garbage people. She had not met an honorable person in the week she had spent on this rock. She captured a few bounties, went to a few bars, but the contractors, contracties, and potential partners were all garbage. they had no honor, and no fun. This was no place for an almost 20 year old girl. This was no place for a mandalorian. And she was both of those things.
She wandered close to the city, because she preferred drunkards to gangsters. She wore her armor and held her helmet wishing to show off but not actually fight tonight. Of course a good fight sounded better than what she was doing, and her honor did prevent her from turning one down. Nothing would make her happier right now than some alcohol, some friends, and someone she could show off to. Whether it be by fighting the strongest guy at the bar, or being the first to get drunk enough to kiss someone Aurora's biggest fault at this point in time, being an adrenaline junkie.
Aurora had never owned a ship, in a galaxy as bustling as this one transportation was everywhere. She usually made a friend, jumped on a ship, killed a few dishonorable people, and went on her way. now aurora wished she had a ship. To her there weren't many worse fates than spending a weekend on a garbage planet. Sure there were bars and bounties and all the usual fun, but garbage planets had garbage people. She had not met an honorable person in the week she had spent on this rock. She captured a few bounties, went to a few bars, but the contractors, contracties, and potential partners were all garbage. they had no honor, and no fun. This was no place for an almost 20 year old girl. This was no place for a mandalorian. And she was both of those things.
She wandered close to the city, because she preferred drunkards to gangsters. She wore her armor and held her helmet wishing to show off but not actually fight tonight. Of course a good fight sounded better than what she was doing, and her honor did prevent her from turning one down. Nothing would make her happier right now than some alcohol, some friends, and someone she could show off to. Whether it be by fighting the strongest guy at the bar, or being the first to get drunk enough to kiss someone Aurora's biggest fault at this point in time, being an adrenaline junkie.