Open New Alderaan Hole in the Heart

[Fianna Halcyon]

When her homeworld was attacked, she ran.

She boarded a ship and didn't look back. Out beyond anything she'd ever known, desperate to get away from the danger. She'd ran beyond the point it was sensible, until it was all just instinct. Another ship. Another space port. Another system. Finally, when the all clear had come and Corellia had managed to repel the invaders, Fianna hadn't returned. What was there to return to? There hadn't been anyone but Dad there and...

It wasn't all bad. Someone with her skills could always find work, even if she was a little young. An electronics concern on New Alderaan hadn't asked too many questions when she'd turned up looking for work. They'd seen what she did with a bolt-cable, hydrospanner and compensator. They didn't need to see much more. The credits were okay and they'd even let her sleep in a cabin round back.

It kept her busy and focused, with so much repair work coming in. Lost in the electronics, Fianna could briefly forget what had happened to her. Forget, until she made a particularly tricky fix and looked up, feeling a numb ache. There was no Dad looking down at her with pride. No smile on his face and surprise in his eyes. Just a hole in her heart that will never be filled.

She took a moment, stepping out of the shop onto the busy Aldeeranian street. Breathing in the air whilst trying to avoid too many people. There was a quiet park nearby; she knew she would be better there. A quiet place to recover before she went back to her work. That was all she needed.

 

[J5-KC]

J5-KC was bored. He had been sent to Cornelia today, not his favorite planet, but definitely not his least favorite. J5-KC of course was assigned to selling drinks to the people walking the streets. The droid's head swiveled, trying to scout out his next potential customer.

He turned the large drink cart, and started driving in the direction of a nice calm park he knew about from selling on this planet before. Maybe some of them needed a drink. He could even sell them at a discount price, he knew they probably needed it. That park always had at least 2 people willing to buy, the people usually tired secretaries, office workers or mechanics just looking for a break from their bustling work environment.

And, If he came back with a good amount of credits, his manager might even give him some. He knew his manager was somewhere in this city, maybe even in the park he was at. He was always lurking around, doing business to buy new droids, new tools or weapons.

He hovered into the park, scanning the benches and looking for a buying customer. Someone stopped him, and silently put a credit chip into the slot on the top of the cart. The droid, feeling happy that he had gone into the park dispensed a Diet Coke drink from the cart he was controlling. The man took it, and nodded to the droid. J5-KC went continued through the park.

@Charndley