Brigid (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} metalbird) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} spinningcompass,@ 2017-02-26 19:45:00 |
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Where: The Lady Luck
What: Proof
When: Sunday 26 Feb, afternoon. Immediately after this
Rating: Low, maybe some language
Open: Ask first
Status: In progress
The Lady Luck had definitely had better days. Half the lights were out, and a solid quarter of the remaining status indicators were solid red. The acrid smells of burnt electronics and fire retardant mixed together in the air. Kaya herself stank of smoke and sweat, and there was a bloody cut just below the hairline of her scalp where she'd hit her head in an access hatch.
It had not been a fun time, and now she'd had a crazy person spinning tall tales about Jedi and Sith being fairy tales.
She was ready to wake up from whatever nightmare this day had turned into.
"Just remember, you basically asked for it."
Kaya whirled around and stared at the woman who'd suddenly appeared in her cockpit out of nowhere. It was impossible. No, wait, not impossible. She'd heard tales about what the Jedi could do, and seen the handiwork of the Sith.
Her blaster came out of its holster and pointed directly at the woman. "However you got yourself on my ship, lady, you can get yourself right out."