On fixing up a rusted old speeder ...

[twelve_not_fourteen]

That night at the arena was both a boom and bust for the Nexus' scruffy haired scoundrel.

Han now had the money to get every part he needed for the Falcon with more than enough left over to make purchases of this and that for the Overracer. He didn't need to waste time slowly harvesting credits playing various games of chance anymore, so he had all the time in the world to devote to fixing either thing. It's just that a wrist in an immobilizer didn't lend itself to mechanic's work very well at all.

He expected to be held up for a while not being able to do much of anything.

Then he expected to try to get into it a little too soon before he'd fully recovered and thereby complicate his healing and cause himself a good deal of pain.

Then he'd be more disciplined - going stir crazy all the while - and wait until he got clearance from a healer before he tried again.

If anyone wanted to take him up on it, he would bet that would be exactly what would happen over the next few weeks after his big fight with Kirk. Imagine his surprise that nothing really happened the way he thought it would and it was mainly because Captain Solo neglected to consider the Joshua Washington factor.

For everything that was out of wack in the kid's head, he had a good mind for trade work. Something, Han never knew exactly what, but something told him that he would be. Josh would make a capable wrench handler, especially with his hands around to guide him and he downright excelled at the electrical work. He'd even manage to surprise Han when he rewired all the lights and displays while hadn't been paying attention.

And he always showed up when he said he would, which, meant more to the Corellian than he would ever let on. He'd expected the kid to lose interest half way through helping him fix the bike.

"Alright, Josh." Han says with a head tilted thoughtfully to the side whilst regarding the speeder. "We're going open up the engine today and check the ignition points."

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[brother_alone]

There's not a whole lot vying for Josh's attention in the Nexus these days. He spends a good chunk of his time hanging out with Chris, but a good chunk isn't even close to half of the free time he actually has in this place.

He hadn't gotten hired at another place since the bakery fiasco. Josh has withdrawn, a fear of other people lashing out the next time he has another lapse. Because there's always a next time.

Working on the speeder has given Josh something to do other than stew in a cesspool of self loathing, and Josh has thrown himself whole heartedly at the task. The man has an eye for detail, and a solid work ethic when he cares about what he's doing.

He shows up rain or shine, even on days when the shadows under his eyes look deep enough to consume his face. The work is fulfilling and a good distraction. It means more than josh can put into words to see something coming together. Becoming complete because of his work.

However little it may be, it makes him feel valuable. He stops tossing the spanner he's been holding from hand to hand and gives a small nod, both eyebrows raised.

"Oh yeah? About time. I've taken her on how many dates? Finally get to check under the hood."