Imperial Junkyard, Sunday morning
It's been a week since Aeryn was back to see the Prowler, and she figures that may be as long as she can go without worrying that something happened. So she heads into town, waves her way past the troopers guarding her ship, and gets inside, just to look through and make sure everything's in order and nothing's been taken.
She wasn't the one to put her things in the back of the Prowler, and maneuvering inside with an injury hadn't been the easiest thing before, so only now does it occur to her to look everywhere. Just on a hunch. Which is a good thing. The way she left the command carrier, she hadn't exactly had access to weapons. It's not a huge surprise to find some hidden for her here. It is, however, a relief, and in a weird way it makes her feel better.
Aeryn collects her things- and yes, these are hers- and closes down the Prowler to head back to the school. Specifically, the firing range.
[Cool to say she was at the junkyard, but everything else is NFB.]
She wasn't the one to put her things in the back of the Prowler, and maneuvering inside with an injury hadn't been the easiest thing before, so only now does it occur to her to look everywhere. Just on a hunch. Which is a good thing. The way she left the command carrier, she hadn't exactly had access to weapons. It's not a huge surprise to find some hidden for her here. It is, however, a relief, and in a weird way it makes her feel better.
Aeryn collects her things- and yes, these are hers- and closes down the Prowler to head back to the school. Specifically, the firing range.
[Cool to say she was at the junkyard, but everything else is NFB.]