Sabine winces within and stands to head to the door, pausing the music as she does. At the door, just before she opens it, she pauses...pulling out the blaster she wasn't cleaning.
(It's never a good idea to clean all your weapons at the same time.)
She thinks back. The boot was definitely not that of a stormtrooper and Hera didn't sound nervous or tense, but still...Sabine decides to play it safe, hiding the blaster behind her as she opens the door.
"Sure thing...did I have the music too loud again? You know I get lost in mirialan impressionist opera."
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11/5/18 03:41 (UTC)(It's never a good idea to clean all your weapons at the same time.)
She thinks back. The boot was definitely not that of a stormtrooper and Hera didn't sound nervous or tense, but still...Sabine decides to play it safe, hiding the blaster behind her as she opens the door.
"Sure thing...did I have the music too loud again? You know I get lost in mirialan impressionist opera."