A Galaxy Of Green - A Reylo Fan Fiction (ON HOLD)

Shipyard

"Almost as much as I hate sand." Ben retorted.

"What's it like?"

Ben's face contorted as he recalled past memories of the industrial planet.

"Depending which part of the planet you go to, it's so bad." Ben admitted. "But we're headed to one of the less pleasant parts of Coronet City."

"Do they have a market?"

"Not quite. It's a shipyard.

Rey's eyes lit up.

"Ships? I love ships!"

Ben rolled his eyes.

"This is where all the Imperial ships were constructed. Even the Falcon was constructed there."

Rey eagerly watched out the window of the shuttle as they approached the planet. Corellia didn't seem as bad as Ben had made it sound.

"I trust I don't have to chaperone you two the whole way." Phasma said as she parked the shuttle on a parking dock overlooking large warehouses across a span of water.

"We'll be back before dusk." Ben said.

"I sure hope so. I don't want to hunt down your asses after dark."

Ben began to lower the ramp of the shuttle.

"I think it's nice place." Rey was saying to Ben. "I don't understand why you don't like it."

Rey's face contorted as she was hit in the face with the stench of the shipyard. She immediately gagged.

"Oh Gods! What is that smell?"

Ben continued down the shuttle ramp, unphased by the mixture of fish and methane that hung in the air.

"Urgh! It smells worse than a rotting Happabore on the hottest day of the year on Jakku!"

"It's not that bad." Ben said. "You're overreacting."

"Oh Gods, I'm going to be sick." Rey said.

Sure enough, she hurled what little stomach contents she had over the side of the ramp.

Rey hid her face from Ben as she spat out the taste of acid and wiped at her mouth.

"Who would live on a planet like this?" She asked, wiping at her brow.

"My father." Ben answered simply. Rey's cheeks went pink with embarrassment.

"I love it." Rey lied, giving him a weak smile.

"You don't have to say that." He told her. "Are you feeling all right?"

"I'll be fine." Rey said, unwrapping the linens from around her torso. She fastened the linens around her neck like a scarf instead, covering her nose and mouth. "Sorry you had to see that." She mumbled.

Ben shrugged it off.

"Let's get this done quick. This way."

Rey followed Ben down the docks, struggling to keep up. She kept getting distracted by all the ships that were entering and leaving from the warehouse across the bay.

Ben turned down an alley, him stopping briefly to allow her to catch up.

"Stay close." He whispered to her. She nodded.

Several sketchy species of worm like aliens peered at them from underneath large helmets as they passed. Thick muck oozed from several pipes that flowed into the alley. A nearly hairless canine with large nostrils snarled at Ben.