When I was lonely one evening, I went to go experience some company vicariously through others. Apparently I was desperate, because I wound up in a bar...which is not terribly characteristic of me. I met a green-armored Mandalorian who ordered me something sweet to drink, lowered my inhibitions, and sat with me in silence for the entire evening. When we got tired of that, we went for a quiet walk on a moonlit boardwalk, then returned to my ship for the rest of the night.
[member="Lynn Caromed"] is a bit of a romantic.
You've been caught and now you're being tried for a crime you didn't commit. Something truly heinous, like murder or jaywalking. How are you going to handle this situation?