Rose sat at one of the workbenches, there was a pouch of nutrient paste and a large mug of caff to one side, her tools to the other, between them was her steel-blue armour. The redhead had taken out one of the attachments and was fine-tuning the settings ahead of landfall on Tatooine. She was fidgety, however, unable to concentrate, and instead ended up breaking one of the connectors. She soldered the broken part; it would still function, but she'd never be able to fine tune it properly now.
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[D1 EM] Can We Mod It? (Armour, Threat Monitor, Init; Mechanics 2, Intellect 3, Hard):
2eP+1eA+3eD 1 failure, 1 threat




