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Apr. 24th, 2009 09:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
X slips in through the front door, duffel bag over her shoulder. It seems to be very heavy.
She pauses for a moment, pinning her Security badge to her belt before settling down at a nearby booth.
Then she starts unpacking the bag. Two of the guns she sets on the table are Earth-normal. Two of them are vaguely futuristic.
They all need cleaning and some basic repairs.
And people at Milliways ask fewer questions than people at home.
Most of the time.
[ooc: Open until it falls off the front page. But right now I am for sleep. I will pick up tags tomorrow.]
She pauses for a moment, pinning her Security badge to her belt before settling down at a nearby booth.
Then she starts unpacking the bag. Two of the guns she sets on the table are Earth-normal. Two of them are vaguely futuristic.
They all need cleaning and some basic repairs.
And people at Milliways ask fewer questions than people at home.
Most of the time.
[ooc: Open until it falls off the front page. But right now I am for sleep. I will pick up tags tomorrow.]