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Outside Flamingo [late afternoon/early evening]
After a trip out to the junkyard, Anakin had returned to camp with his toolbox and the things he needed to convert Alec's motorcycle into a speeder.
So he was taking advantage of the late summer sun, sitting in front of Flamingo slightly covered in grease and surrounded by many, many parts of a motorcycle.
And shirtless, because messing up his robes while working on an engine was a pain.
The pink plastic flamingos seemed to be enjoying the view...
[OOC: Open like an open thing that is open.]
So he was taking advantage of the late summer sun, sitting in front of Flamingo slightly covered in grease and surrounded by many, many parts of a motorcycle.
And shirtless, because messing up his robes while working on an engine was a pain.
The pink plastic flamingos seemed to be enjoying the view...
[OOC: Open like an open thing that is open.]

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himthe situation out. After all, mechanicy stuff was her sort of thing.She was totally here to help with that. Honest.
"Hey Anakin," Cally said. "Whatcha doing?"
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And yes, that did interest her more than shirtless Anakin. Silly girl.
"So, you have all the parts to do this?" Cally asked. "And can I help?"
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"So, haven't seen you in awhile," she said. "What've you been up to?"
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She continued doing her business on the bike the whole time.
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He made a face. "And I can go home without getting injured. It just, um, hasn't happened for a while."
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He pouted. "It's been, um, a while." He shifted so his gloved right hand wasn't visible. "And Obi-Wan is fine. Off for another set of negotiations with the Trade Federation and probably bored out of his mind. He says hello."
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