forcevisions: (ready for a fist around it)
actual shounen hero ([personal profile] forcevisions) wrote in [community profile] literaldumpsterfire 2018-05-23 01:51 am (UTC)

i mean, you're right

[ She looks up at him, gives him a wary nod, and then proceeds down the ramp into the sand. One hand reaches up to pull her scarf around her face again in a makeshift mask. Thick, wound muslin protects her from the sun, and the goggles keep sand out of her eyes. The look she casts his way is, as a result, inscrutable. But intuition can probably relay that she's judging him for being underdressed for Jakku.

Then she starts off to the half-sunk freighter in the valley below, staff strapped across her chest. As she slides down the dune, her boots kick up sand like waves in an ocean. She jogs to catch herself at the bottom, and climbs up on top of the freighter.

No one has cracked this one yet. She'd found it two weeks ago and been scoping it for parts for the Falcon, but ultimately decided it was too far away when she'd found the other closer and still sufficiently intact. She bangs on the empty hull with her staff once, twice, and then knocks out a panel. Closing her fist around a fistful of wiring, she rips it free. Hoses and clamps and wires alike litter the ground at Ben's feet while he approaches, and she continues her work as though she means to drill straight through the hull.

On closer inspection, it's easy to see why: the ramp is buried along with two thirds of the rest of the ship.
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