Imperial Junke Yard, Friday
Marcus was back at the junkyard. It was somewhere to go and something to do, someplace he could keep himself occupied.
It was also, apparently, the place where old movie props went to die.
He'd been looking for a vacuum tube for the old TV he was putting together. What he'd found was a large...spaceship, he finally concluded. Why someone would abandon a prop like that in a junkyard he didn't know. He also didn't much care.
As he turned away to continue his hunt for a vacuum tube, he glanced back, wondering if it could be pulled apart and turned into something useful.
[Yeah, he's not going to so much as breathe on Aeryn's prowler, 'cause I'd like him to live to see tomorrow *waves hand* This is not the OOC note you are looking for...
Junkyard is open! I will only be around for a few hours, but please feel free to use the junkyard; Marcus will be lurking somewhere around.]
It was also, apparently, the place where old movie props went to die.
He'd been looking for a vacuum tube for the old TV he was putting together. What he'd found was a large...spaceship, he finally concluded. Why someone would abandon a prop like that in a junkyard he didn't know. He also didn't much care.
As he turned away to continue his hunt for a vacuum tube, he glanced back, wondering if it could be pulled apart and turned into something useful.
[Yeah, he's not going to so much as breathe on Aeryn's prowler, 'cause I'd like him to live to see tomorrow *waves hand* This is not the OOC note you are looking for...
Junkyard is open! I will only be around for a few hours, but please feel free to use the junkyard; Marcus will be lurking somewhere around.]