Come out of the Garden
“No.”
“No.”
“No.”
With each successive no, another piece of scrap, or for some, treasure, was tossed aside. The Ordinance worlds were some of the best scrap, but Hoku was more keen on his space in the Rim. The water world of Mon Cala was home, that was never in doubt, but lately, Hoku was working on new projects. Finding tools to help settlers, and finding ways to turn scrap into better scrap, pieces that could be used.
Today he was on Hast, in the ruins of some old shipyard or another. His environmental suit was helping scan what he was going through, a modified Pip droid looking over his shoulder, while the extra arm on the suit was helping dig.
“Ah, this could be useful.” Old starship computer, but… Could it be converted?
“No.”
“No.”
With each successive no, another piece of scrap, or for some, treasure, was tossed aside. The Ordinance worlds were some of the best scrap, but Hoku was more keen on his space in the Rim. The water world of Mon Cala was home, that was never in doubt, but lately, Hoku was working on new projects. Finding tools to help settlers, and finding ways to turn scrap into better scrap, pieces that could be used.
Today he was on Hast, in the ruins of some old shipyard or another. His environmental suit was helping scan what he was going through, a modified Pip droid looking over his shoulder, while the extra arm on the suit was helping dig.
“Ah, this could be useful.” Old starship computer, but… Could it be converted?