Narri Emrour
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OOC: Opposition welcome, thread will be changed to ask once sides are even
The food stand owner's desperate flight hadn't lasted long however. Less then a minute before loosing control, zipping into the open warehouse and then crashing into the opposite wall. So now here she was, casually striding into the warehouse to get her ice cream from what could be a corpse. Damp, drab and run down, Narri hesitated at the big open door, skeptically, glancing through the open cargo door around the warehouse. It was just a giant moldy open space, with a few hover train shipping containers by the wreck, and she could hear the vermin in the cracks. At this rate all the goods would be trash, though any other valuables would be fine still.
Eventually she shrugged and headed in, keeping a hand on one of her blasters, mentally rechecking all her usual gear about her person. Sure, it was just a warehouse, but hey, stuff happened in warehouses, and she didn't mean the soon to be robbery. Plus she had backup around, somewhere, that being Halmo'de who had said he'd be nearby. Carefully glancing around and behind her, she called out to the Rodian. "Heeeey, you okay over there, is the ice cream okay? You didn't have to...kill yourself an all that, like seriously. I just wanted a free pint of blue milk ice cream, that's it."
@Gian Greydragon