<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/nE55m0M.jpg)</div>Name:  Kanina Zanahoria<br/>Where:  Stormwatch's Malta Base/Sultana's Citadel<br/>Doing What: Videogames ARE S- actually they aren't that serious.<br/>Milestones: Runaway Zaichik Queen and In the Name of the Moon!<br/>1 PP (+1 opportunity, -1 spent here)  | 0 Physical | 0 Mental | 0 Emotional | XP = 4<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">Giving herself a pep talk/lap dance with some hastily constructed projections.<br/><br/>Solo D10<br/>Runaway Alien Queen D8<br/>Tech Expert D8<br/>Tech Stunt D8<br/><br/>Results: 10, 5, 1, 1<br/><br/>15, effect d4 to pass herself a bonus for when she gets out of the elevator.  I'm going to guess lap dances aren't good motivation.<br/><br/>At 2016-11-08 09:35:05, TheFourthShade (uid: 55451) rolls: 3d8 Result: 7 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=96808)<br/>At 2016-11-08 09:34:42, TheFourthShade (uid: 55451) rolls: 1d10 Result: 10 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=96807)<br/></div></div><hr/><br/>Kanina tapped her foot for a moment before sighing, pulling two holoprojectors out of her pocket and throwing them down on the ground.<br/><br/>On her left appears a Kanina dressed in space Marine armor.  On her right appears a Kanina dressed for a strip club.<br/><br/>"What up, girl?" her stripper self asked her.<br/><br/>"Good evening, ma'am!" Space Marine Kanina said, snapping to salute.<br/><br/>"You know I'm a civilian, right?" Kanina asked herself.<br/><br/>"Yes ma'am, but you're a Queen."<br/><br/>"Not the Wet T-shirt Queen, though!" Stripper Kanina interjected.<br/><br/>"Ma'am, I did not know that, ma'am, good evening ma'am!" Space Marine Kanina saluted the Stripper.<br/><br/>"That's more like it." Stripper Kanina stands triumphant, her comically oversized breasts heaving.<br/><br/>"Wait a minute, you two are here to give me a peptalk, not to salute her for being the queen of a Wet T-Shirt Contest!"<br/><br/>"No," Stripper Kanina leaned on her (hard light is a kick, huh physicists?) and said, "we're here for banter to help pass the time, and maybe give you the motivation to fight on so our dreams live on."<br/><br/>"Oh.  Well, hopefully this passes some time." Kanina sighed and set down a holographic projector for a tacky (but comfortable) strip club chair and sat on it.  "Both of you give me a lap dance or something while we wait."<br/><br/>"Now you're speaking my language, girl!" Stripper Kanina gave an unnecessary waggle of her tail end before going to work.<br/><br/>"Aye ma'am!"<br/><br/>That's how Kanina would be found when the elevator opened, between two hard light projections of herself and looking pretty damn relaxed.<br/><br/>Unfortunately, she'd probably be heavily distracted by Space Marine Kanina's butt right in her face if she needed to act quickly...