Short-Stack
Wearing: Casual; light blue denim jacket, navy/white striped top, black denim pants, dark sneakers. Headphones around the neck.
Wielding: PRP-502 Dart Shooter, concealed in jacket.
Tags: Scherezade deWinter , Be'iqaronn , Sentiri , Myrium Okar , open!
Well, that beam from the woman certainly gave some comfort! To any ordinary people who knew about their past weres and hows of... aquaintanceship, her decision to join would not make the slightest sense. But then again, neither one of them were quite the ordinaries. Brie had stood her ground longer than she thought possible and this woman had a lot of chances to finish her back then, but didn't. If it was luck, mercy or something else was unclear to this day.
That same feeling as back on the Galak scrapyards on Terminus had appeared, only more faint. That was where she remembered it from! From the fight! It dawned on her just as Be'iqaronn greeted and snapped her out of the thoughts. She offered him a coy but friendly smile and a low short wave, with a thumb making sure she had not any crumbs of the hot dog bun left in the corners of her mouth.
Scherezade deWinter invited a chiss woman and a boy to the conversation. The boy seemingly had somewhat of the same feelings that she herself had during her first meeting with the brunette woman. Seeing him draw the pencil was pretty funny, she would admit and a she held back a giggle at the sight. After another small greeting wave as the woman introduced them all, Brie put the hands in the pockets of her trousers and took a backseated position in the conversation. She liked to just observe and listen to new people for a moment, before getting deeper into any conversation. This was so many people to!
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