The Deck, Saturday Morning

[not_of_the_nora]

The weather had gotten drearier over the past few weeks, and that suited Aloy just fine. Too much sunshine wasn't good for the land - regardless of what the people of this time did to keep the food and drinks flowing freely.

No, a rainy morning was fine. She'd been tinkering on something that might be a step towards plugging herself into the portal system for a while now. She took the device, a mess of wires and two skillfully autopsied phones, and sat down with it on the porch.

Her Focus was on, showing her a multitude of facts about the device she was working on, and helping her block out the world.

Tinker, tinker...

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"It's... not traditional," Vette replied, after a pause. "There aren't many Vettes running around on Ryloth, I mean. I've got Twi'lek friends on Nar Shaddaa called Taunt, Plasmajack, and Flash... none of those are traditional, either."

She lifted up a shoulder in a shrug. Absolutely casual, that.

"Maybe if you're patient, next week I'll explain how our names work traditionally," she added, smiling crookedly.