Thread: A Chance Encounter (Hahvy and I)

He knew that if he didn't leave now, he never would. He still wasn't sure if he really wanted to leave, but he knew that staying here gave him nothing. He also knew that going into space would give him slightly more of nothing, but..at least then he'd be somewhere else and be doing something worthwhile. It came to settle in a little clearer when he drove the worn down truck down the old road, in the back was a mobile suit covered by a tarp. This would be the last time he'd be heading into town where the actual spaceport was, well..it was actually the only spaceport on the entire planet. You wouldn't think there'd be a planet out there that was so sparse, but some of them had gotten so lucky to have that peace and quiet. Finn was tired of every moment of it, and he had found someone willing to trade a ship for a mobile suit. An actual ship! Who knew why someone would ever want that, but Finn wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth as the saying went. He didn't know why the guy wanted to part with his ship so bad, but he wasn't going to ask too many questions when the ship came back legal, sure..it was a bit of a junker..but what was Finn expecting when he was trading a single mobile suit for it? The old man looked more than a little weary, but he had just gotten onto Frontier and he seemed to be more than happy to be here. Finn was wagering that he had just recently gotten his land legs considering how exhausted he seemed, hear tell things felt a little different in space and all that. Maybe it was just hearsay from a bunch of hopeful rednecks. Here she is, son. The man smiled, motioning to the docked ship behind him. Finn's eyes widened just a little at the sight of her. Sure, she was a little bit beaten and broken..but it was a perfect ship for the kind of work he needed! It looked little more than two rectangles with a bridge in the front, an old worn down mobile suit carrier! Absolutely perfect! There was immense space in those damn things! Finn had barely time to show him his mobile suit before they shook hands and he was given all the paperwork, he knew how to operate a vessel at least. He had spent plenty of time with the nearby Federation forces in patching up the occasional mobile suit and other various work, but that was all on the surface of Frontier..now he was actually going to be in space! He would work on mobile suits galaxy wide! There was nowhere he couldn't go! And that..was three months ago. Three months ago, his ship wasn't filled with mobile suit scrap and he hadn't traveled half the galaxy in an attempt for a consistent method of work. Not that mobile suit scrap wasn't a fine enough process, as well as the occasional good deed to the underfunded forces around certain parts..but that didn't make him feel any less jaded. Finn sure still felt like a hick out of his element, but now he looked like a scraggly mess. Finn was never an imposing man, but looking like a bum probably helped him look homeless. But he still had enough to dock in a nearby colony, on the southern side of the Orion Arm by the name of Giga. A nice little place that was closer to the Earth than he had ever been, these kinds of colonies were fancy and up to date. Also ridiculously expensive to dock in, but he still needed supplies. Important supplies such as instant ramen and cheap filtered water. Which he was currently downing in the cockpit of his ship, staring at the bright lights of Giga and the darkness of space behind it. Well, this..wasn't exactly the kind of experience he was hoping for..but it was his own experience. Scraping by day to day by bumming off repairs and doing it slightly cheaper than the competitors to give himself a decent name, for all that was worth. He wondered what it was like in the ritzier parts of a colony, it was pretty crazy how close they got. If it wasn't for the weird feeling he got inside one, he'd almost swear he was on another planet entirely. Finn sighed slightly, slurping on his noodles. Oh well, he was away from home and finally living his dirty, unwashed hick dream. Living off every little bit of cash because he had to have some giant junker of a ship..