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Habits

With her skillset and Sullust's hospitality, Adder hadn't found it particularly hard to find a job. Throw in her great intuition and a feel for handling people, and the redhead landed a pretty sweet patrol spot right at the break of dawn.

Doing rounds around the dome was pretty much the only place where the woman found it bearable to do so, and the caress of morning just made it a little better.

The former cop had always been partial to mornings as opposed to evenings, and if she had to choose between staying up late or getting up early, the latter would win any day of the week.

Plus, there was no other time of day where so much amusement could be had. You might wrongfully assume that drunken people trying – and woefully failing – to sneak back into their rooms would be fun, but they had nothing on pople try to sneak out.

Deep down, of course, the redhead knew she shouldn't judge, as she'd been the person to sneak out in the morning more times than she cared to recount, but this didn't stop a smile from splitting her expression as a young thing slipped out some room in the half-light of the dawn, shoes pinched in one hand and cloak in the other.

She hung back for a few seconds, doing her best to walk up to the female figure without alerting her to her presence before greeting her brightly.

"Good morning," she smiled cheerfully, already prepared to have the other woman shoot up two feet into the air.


[member="Kaileann Vera"]​
 
Staying in my play pretend,

Where the fun ain't got no end.

Kaile froze.

Shoulders hunched together, tucking close to her neck. The walk of shame was always a rather tricky affair. It took a certain finesse and good timing. Normally, Kaile was great at this. Being sneaky sneaky was her shtick after all.

Just things lately have been so utterly off for her.

A faint grimace drew across her face, lips thinning. It could very well be anyone, and with her luck, one of the superior officers. The way the greeting had dragged made it seem as if it came from someone of measurable rank. After everything, she didn't want to get the Second Lieutenant in trouble. It wasn't his fault.

No, this one was all mine.

Ever so slowly, Kaile began to turn on the ball of her foot. A one eighty would bring her face to face with another female. Bright red hair, tattoos decorating half of her skull, and a particularly amused expression hanging on her face.

What Adder would see would be the mused strawberry blonde hair, bruised lips, and rumpled clothes one had haphazardly slipped back on in the dark. She had all the signs of a one night stand, and one would imagine the embarrassment at being caught to boot.

At least, had it not been for the red-rimed eyes, slightly puffy face of one who had been crying, a bright red nose, and a thin face. Kaile hadn't been eating well and it showed.

"... ahh...good mornin'." Kaile began with a soft, hesitant start. Her mind began to race. Okay, just.. play it cool Kaile.

Play it cool.

"Sorreh," she took a step back, as if to let the other woman pass. Soft, apologetic, and pitifully meek, she tucked stray strands of hair behind her ears. Like a feral kitten caught attempting to sneak away from stolen shelter.

"Please... after you."



[member="Adder"]​
 
Adder's smile faltered when she took in the expression on the girl's face. It was a bit tough to see in the gray light of the dawn, but the girl looked like she'd been crying.

Instinctively, her hand went to the younger woman's shoulder, a light touch to steady her shuddering voice.

"Hey… are you okay?" she inquired, softly, her previous amusement forgotten. She'd always had a good intuition when it came to these things, and you didn't have to be a detective to see that something was wrong.

Adder peeled her gaze away for a moment to glance at the dorm she'd exited, quietly noting the number in her mind. Perhaps she ought to pay the residents a visit later, ask around a bit. Interrupting the occasional walk of shame was nothing unusual – they weren't Jedi, after all – but the folk sneaking out weren't ever boasting puffy eyes and dried tears on their cheeks.


[member="Kaileann Vera"]​
 
[member="Adder"]

Kaile's eyes would widen, and perhaps, it was that gentle light touch upon her shoulder that did it. Pearly white teeth would nibble at the flesh of her lower lip.

"I.." she began, voice cracking. Dang it! Not again! Kaile took a deep breath, and tried to force a smile. A half perk of the corner of her lips and a sincere attempt to assure the other woman came forward. She'd caught the look the redhead had given towards the Lieutenant's door.

"I'm fine. Nothin' to do do with -" a gesture would go towards the room where the sleeping man lay. That had been a rather awkward night. Mainly because both went in with the expectation of a good time. Only that it ended up with Kaile crying and the poor Lieutenant awkwardly attempting to console the woman in their birthday suits. Talk about an power coupling kill.

This was so awkward to explain, and as a Lorrdian was prone to do, began to gesture with her hands, not quite sure how to explain it all.
 

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