Hera still had mixed feelings about class today, or at least their methods. It left her in a mood to do nothing but a lot of cleaning and tuning, just mindless tasks. So, she turned on the gate alert and set herself down in one of the Ghost's environmental conduits to do just that. A bit of dust and grease never hurt her, and it would keep her baby running smoothly.

Syndulla Scrap was open!


[No OCD!]