Location: Initial docking/landing on the station
Objective: Seek out any evidence of bio/chem weapons
Equipment: Bio suit
Interacting: A rather odd, but peculiar younger girl. Interesting subject to say the least...
"Hmm..." She furled a brow behind her helmet. Karlie hadn't expected the girl to put it down actually. It was not something she would have done at the girl's age. Then again, Karlie had been more under the influence of her sith mother than the alcohol she used to consume at the time. But still, Karlie would have not thought of the next moment but the one present...would have downed the bottle. But nevertheless the girl did put her bottle down and was coherent enough to still want the suit to be on the right way. This was for the most part, quite entertaining for Karlie. maybe die to the fact that she had blindly skipped over her wild teen years. Again, under the influence of her sith mother whom had been secretively tailoring Karlie to be her apprentice. (But that story will slowly unfold through time...)
"Ok...just got to unzip that left sleeve from your right...arm.." Yep, the suit had somehow got twisted midway after the girl had managed to get her legs into it. Somehow or other, she had inadvertently grappled (yes, grappled; as Scherezade had missed grabbing the right entry sleeve altogether) the opposite sleeve to draw her arm into.
"Seriously....it's actually twisted around-
No, no...don't you turn around...." Karlie was tugging at one sleeve while the poor girl was working her other arm and trying to turn in her suit.
No.... wow...like, how did you manage to zip that like-" No wonder such a failsafe type suit...failed to fit the poor girl.
No, no, wait... hold still a second..." So it went on a bit, as Karlie tugged on one end and her new play thing tugged on the other...unwittingly.
"Seriously.... come on, just hold your breath for a second, while I'll pull on-
OK, yes!..." She had finally gotten the girl's arm free. Upon a quick examination, it seemed the suit's integrity had held up. It was without say that it was well made. These enviro suits had to be, for they were more than the standard open space... uhm, space suits?
Yes, these enviro suits were designed to be quite flexible and rugged, as they were to withstand more than just the vacuum of space. They had to hold up to that and harsh corrosive environments too.
...and they were quite stylish many of them, for something designed to be so robust. Well, take a look at the one Karlie sported. It certainly was form fitting and she had some form... or so she was certain of it.
Finally getting that twisted jigsaw suit puzzled out, it zipped up quite nicely on the girl. And yes, it had taken some time, as the young girl was quite fidgety in her altered state, but the enviro suit finally looked like it could have been sprayed on, it fit so good.
It was during some of the girl's now forgotten conversations during the suit struggle, that she had revealed her name to Karlie. It was Scherezade deWinter .
"Hmm...you don't say...." It was quite a unique and sophisticated sounding name. Karlie quite liked it. Well, it beat other names she had come across. Then again, Karlie hadn't gone out much in her early teen years and everything of late seemed to be a new experience as far as catching up on what had passed over her like a fog.
"Lol...you what?..." Now this was hilarious.
"You want to pack these where?...like where do you think you could hide them?" Karlie chuckled, standing back a step ot two. Looking over the slim fit of the suit, where in damnation did the girl think she could stuff her hardware into? Ok, maybe the knife could attach to her waist...or...or, maybe her leg?
"Gah!..." Karlie had to give up.
"Why hide them? Like, this floating mausoleum hasn't been in operation since...uhm...Oh I don't know...a good long time! If anything are roaming about this place other than those invited, it's ghosts...lol" Naturally she didn't believe in ghost. Well, she had never seen or experienced a ghost or apparition. Seen a lot of holograms that scared the piss out of her, for sure...but that was just Karlie after being freed of the midis and her mother's clutch on her spirit. Before that, she had been fearless and knew no bounds. Now she was just experiencing what she should have experienced as a teen years ago.
"Seriously.... what did you expect to find here..." Karlie took to pointing at the items on the bench. ".... that you've brought ...what ever that big gun is...?
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