The Wind howled a low tune, the vines that were strewn over the old hangar would rattle and shake a little in the wind, the weather definitely was showing that the seasons were changing, it was slowly growing towards the fall time, where most plant life would start to die in preparation for the winter winds that they would soon endure.

Tony silently stepped past the few beggars and lowly men that were huddled around fires, giving him glares that showed they didn't find him welcome to their only place of residence, but Tony kept to himself and stopped at the old sign that used to read 'Corneria Spaceport' but was now just a mix of missing letters and corrosion that changed the sin over the years that it had dealt with. He let out a quiet sigh and watched the very faint fog of his breath disappear, the weather definitely was changing.

Tony dug his fingers in to the shut doors that were supposed to open automatically and began to wrench them open, the horrible screeching of metal grinding against metal could be heard ringing through the old hangar as the outside light began to seep inside, showing all of the old rust and the damaged, hanging wires that used to keep the old place running, but he didn't care what condition the room was in, he was here to look for parts.

"Shit... looks like a bomb went off in here..." he groaned, his hopes of finding good part were going down the drain real fast.