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mayfield_rpg2012-04-25 12:36 am
parsecs) wrote in mayfield_rpg2012-04-25 12:36 am
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2 lightyears
A. 1127 Taylor Rd and the street outside.
[It's one of those times Han's got to be back in his assigned home... with Luke and Leia's mother. He... pretty clearly doesn't want to be here, so he's spending a lot of the time outside and only sometimes going inside and... kind of attempting to avoid the fake wife.]
B. Greased Lightning Garage.
[Hey, Han has a job! And he's doing it now. The ancient wheeled cars don't even use rudimentary repulsors. Still, the machinery is simple enough, and Han's pretty good at working with the cars that people bring in.
Between customers, he fiddles with an old engine, trying to figure out how to make it go faster.]
C. Around Mayfield
[Between Han's general restlessness and his desire to know his way around Mayfield as well as he can just in case something comes up, it's pretty possible to find him on any random street casually strolling and looking around. If the name on a mailbox catches his eye for any reason, he might pause and take note of it, but otherwise, he's just exploring.]
[It's one of those times Han's got to be back in his assigned home... with Luke and Leia's mother. He... pretty clearly doesn't want to be here, so he's spending a lot of the time outside and only sometimes going inside and... kind of attempting to avoid the fake wife.]
B. Greased Lightning Garage.
[Hey, Han has a job! And he's doing it now. The ancient wheeled cars don't even use rudimentary repulsors. Still, the machinery is simple enough, and Han's pretty good at working with the cars that people bring in.
Between customers, he fiddles with an old engine, trying to figure out how to make it go faster.]
C. Around Mayfield
[Between Han's general restlessness and his desire to know his way around Mayfield as well as he can just in case something comes up, it's pretty possible to find him on any random street casually strolling and looking around. If the name on a mailbox catches his eye for any reason, he might pause and take note of it, but otherwise, he's just exploring.]
B
[Looks like you've got some company, Han. One of your fellow mechanics is making his way past your station, whistling to himself as he makes his way to the wall and reaches for his punchcard. Only... a half-hour late this time. Not so bad.]
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Morning.