City of Iziz, Spaceport
Kneeling down next to the right side of her ship Chant wearing large goggles and protective gloves readied a macrofuser in hand. Lifting the tool toward a slightly damaged panel she activated the former. Sparks flew and forth as Chant held the fuser in the targeted area. Nearly a minute later the pilot turned off the tool and called her astromech on the commlink.
“Alright Ness I believe it’s fixed. How are things up in the cockpit?”
Immediately the Mon Calamari heard her metal partner fired back in droidspeak. Wincing in reaction Chant Sindhu rubbed her forehead and murmured. “Just our luck.” Well it could be worse she concluded.
“Hey don’t put your circuits in a twist sister. We'll be done soon I promise.”
Ness acknowledged Chant’s reply then went to work on the systems. Standing up the pilot sighed. Legimage jobs had been harder to come by recently. The speeder races kinda pay the finances but not always. Plenty of flyers would at this point resort to spice running or such. Chant scowled at the thought and spit on the hanger floor.
I sooner kiss a Wookiee. She silently told herself.
@Headastator
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