<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fc/DianeKeynes2.jpg)</div><br/>"Eh, I've been hurt worse." Diane quipped with a wince as she met up with Kaylee, kissing her robotic fingertips and patting them on the catgirl's cheek. Pulling another swig from her hipflask, the spacer moved past Kaylee, glancing at her sidearm to check it was ready for action. The hole in the back of her armour showed the fresh red marks of the burns against the older scars that had cost her her arm to begin with. "Probably will be again if I keep working with Fio." A slow shrug leading to a stumble at the unexpected discomfort of the gesture.<br/><br/>"Just keep our approach clear, Sera. We might come in running pretty fast. And, don't accidentally shoot us?" Calling into the radio as she waved Kaylee closer, frowning at her trouble with the bulky device. "Aw, fuck it, take my gun, we need to move." She offers Kaylee her sidearm, then grabs one side of the bag with her normal arm, uncovering her laser's lens and holding out her prosethetic ready to fire at any suprise guests.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Dice</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Get Involved, +phys meaning +0<br/>Roll Result: Ty rolled: 2d6<br/>Comment: UnchartedWorlds<br/>Result: 3, 5, <br/>Total: 8 </div></div>