FabulousTrash
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As the ship simply drifted in space, Akira was seated in her small makeshift workshop, making repairs to her armor from her last encounter. It had a bunch of scorch marks from the fire and a few blaster bolt marks, but it was nothing new to her. She hummed along to the music playing in the background as she worked. Her holocomm then beep, notifying her that she had just been paid by her employer.
Repairs were quick to finish and soon, she had her armor back on and ran a diagnostic. Seeing as that everything was functioning as should, she made her way to the cockpit, flipping some switches. The ship powered on as the nav-computer plotted a course for Coruscant. She was partly excited since she hadn't been there in a while, though the main reason she was heading over was to salvage, something she always did when she had nothing else to do.
Her ship rotated, facing the right direction and Akira smiled. She pulled the lever and hyperdrive engaged, shooting her off towards what she called home.
Repairs were quick to finish and soon, she had her armor back on and ran a diagnostic. Seeing as that everything was functioning as should, she made her way to the cockpit, flipping some switches. The ship powered on as the nav-computer plotted a course for Coruscant. She was partly excited since she hadn't been there in a while, though the main reason she was heading over was to salvage, something she always did when she had nothing else to do.
Her ship rotated, facing the right direction and Akira smiled. She pulled the lever and hyperdrive engaged, shooting her off towards what she called home.
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