MCA #4, Saturday Noon
Oct. 31st, 2015 11:55 amAtton had been out all day yesterday. Atton was grumpy. Atton had had to punch several people repeatedly, and he hadn't even gotten to lightsaber anyone who irritated him in half.
Atton had come home to a cold apartment with just a fireplace to keep things from freezing over, and electronics that wouldn't work.
"Qaon circaa poodoo--"
Atton was roaming around the apartment, trying to plug various vital systems into batteries he'd hauled in from the Hawk, not letting up on the loud string of mixed Twi'lek and Huttese he was spitting at increasing volume. Except to mutter something about primitives in English. "This stupid island!"
That was about the general gist.
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Atton had come home to a cold apartment with just a fireplace to keep things from freezing over, and electronics that wouldn't work.
"Qaon circaa poodoo--"
Atton was roaming around the apartment, trying to plug various vital systems into batteries he'd hauled in from the Hawk, not letting up on the loud string of mixed Twi'lek and Huttese he was spitting at increasing volume. Except to mutter something about primitives in English. "This stupid island!"
That was about the general gist.
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