Former "Imperial Junke Yard", Saturday
After debating back and forth, and a lot of input from Chopper (honestly, some of his ideas...), Hera had finally, reluctantly, settled on a name for her new business.
If nothing else, it'd serve as a sort of early warning system; if anyone complained about it, she'd know who to avoid. Which was also partially why there was a security system going in around the gate.
Also, her father would probably hate it.
In durasteel green and orange, the new sign proclaimed: Syndulla Scrap.
And Hera was going back to straightening up the piles of terrible paperwork. Maybe the old guy hadn't wanted anyone too bony because they couldn't lift all the stuff. Ugh.
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If nothing else, it'd serve as a sort of early warning system; if anyone complained about it, she'd know who to avoid. Which was also partially why there was a security system going in around the gate.
Also, her father would probably hate it.
In durasteel green and orange, the new sign proclaimed: Syndulla Scrap.
And Hera was going back to straightening up the piles of terrible paperwork. Maybe the old guy hadn't wanted anyone too bony because they couldn't lift all the stuff. Ugh.
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