Aug 27, 2009 13:04
She lies flat on the roof of the Millennium Falcon, biting her lower lip in concentration as she makes the last alterations to the deflector-shield projector. After thirty hours of revamping the ship, there are only a handful of parts left to check. Her eyes glance down to her chronometer - can’t get caught doing this; Dad still hasn’t forgiven her- when some scratchings on the hull catch her eye.
Heartache hurts. She traces familiar letters spelling out the names of three children wanting to make a mark on their home to last forever. Seconds later, she covers them with tape.
[set during Abyss]
character loft