It had barely been a day since touch down, having managed to get his ship to stop smoking and thankfully eliminating all risk of The Milano blowing up or catching the forest on fire. But, it was still pretty messed up and in large need of repair. He was looking at weeks and weeks before he could even get back in the air. It down right sucked...
Which brought him to now, despite his aching body he had begun the search for parts, one of his empty duffle bags around his shoulders as he walked along this weird planet. He had come across someone, who had thankfully spoken english and pointed him in the direction of a weird place called Junky Junction, saying he could find parts there. Which is where he now was, standing outside a locked gate with the glowing red eyes of his helmet looking over the best way to get it.
With Spirit In The Sky playing through his headphones from his walkman, he simply activated his jetpack to give himself a bit of a boost to hop over the gate. Locks had never stoped him, and it definitely wouldn’t now. Now inside this Junky place, he began the look for parts.
