Sabetha Tag
The Devil to Pay
Sabetha was much more go with the flow. She took what the galaxy gave her- sometimes literally, but that was neither here nor there.
"I suspect you're right on the last part in particular," Sabetha said with a smirk, wiggling down a little and getting comfy in the pilot's seat again. What she wanted was to tip her gorram hat over her face and maybe take a short nap right there but she had yet to track down the fence who had that particular item (A mister [member="Okh-Verg"], what kind of name was that?) and the timing prohibited the second part.
"Honestly I assumed that's what we were doing," Sabetha said with a shrug.
After selling off the bulk of the Anti-mater, they had enough funds that this p.o.s. wasn't needed anymore. They could buy something- or better yet, steal something- nicer any time they wanted.
"Figured we'd bail, and while everyone was running like mynocks with their heads cut off, we'd waltz into the star port and get ourselves something nice, ya feel me?"
It was way more collateral than Sabetha would have been comfortable with two years ago. Something had shifted- two years in a box will do that to a person- and while perhaps it was something that could have been arrested back to it's factory settings, the choice to remain around Hira and [member="Rohak Vizsla"] wasn't doing her particular moral compass any favors.
[member="Hira Mitsae"]
"I suspect you're right on the last part in particular," Sabetha said with a smirk, wiggling down a little and getting comfy in the pilot's seat again. What she wanted was to tip her gorram hat over her face and maybe take a short nap right there but she had yet to track down the fence who had that particular item (A mister [member="Okh-Verg"], what kind of name was that?) and the timing prohibited the second part.
"Honestly I assumed that's what we were doing," Sabetha said with a shrug.
After selling off the bulk of the Anti-mater, they had enough funds that this p.o.s. wasn't needed anymore. They could buy something- or better yet, steal something- nicer any time they wanted.
"Figured we'd bail, and while everyone was running like mynocks with their heads cut off, we'd waltz into the star port and get ourselves something nice, ya feel me?"
It was way more collateral than Sabetha would have been comfortable with two years ago. Something had shifted- two years in a box will do that to a person- and while perhaps it was something that could have been arrested back to it's factory settings, the choice to remain around Hira and [member="Rohak Vizsla"] wasn't doing her particular moral compass any favors.
[member="Hira Mitsae"]
