Alan's deameanor changed entirely. "Yeah! And Chief Donahue said he already roped in a deal for that intact GM Sniper II. Some rich guy in the colony wanted it for his son to train in. I have to say, with those controls being so simple, I would agree that it would be a good Mobile Suit to train on." Alan said with a smile.
"Couple that deal in with our wrecks and the Praetor, we won't really need to do another salvaging job for a while!" Alan continued, his expression brimming with excitement.
Alan began leading Morgaine to the nearest tram. Obviously, Alan was well versed in the transportation system, especially ones to the refuse area.
"I used to always go with Donahue to help deliver salvage to whatever refuse site the Colonies we docked at had. That was before I became a pilot with the help of my dad. Now I get shore leave instead." Alan commented as they walked.
"Couple that deal in with our wrecks and the Praetor, we won't really need to do another salvaging job for a while!" Alan continued, his expression brimming with excitement.
Alan began leading Morgaine to the nearest tram. Obviously, Alan was well versed in the transportation system, especially ones to the refuse area.
"I used to always go with Donahue to help deliver salvage to whatever refuse site the Colonies we docked at had. That was before I became a pilot with the help of my dad. Now I get shore leave instead." Alan commented as they walked.