<div class="floatright">(https://www.infinitelibraries.com/images/Elli/vianaarts.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Ailis 'Babh' Ciarach (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=283333.msg13940798#msg13940798)<br/><strong>Vehicle:</strong>Hussar HSR-200Db<br/><strong>Location and time:</strong>Outreach, embarking day<br/><strong>Warning:</strong>Abuse of the English Language.<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Open<br/><hr/><br/>"Hrrm." Ailis leans back against the table, shaking her head. "This'd be one of th' times I'm no' so sorry t' be only packin' the laser." She flexes her hands, smiling slightly. Even if it might get her killed, it's good to be working again, and no words have been said so far to give her the impression any of these have their brains in their pants, or worse places.  "Alright. So, betwixt th' Dracs an' the Clanners, almost sounds like we'd be better off t' run into th' Clanners; more likely they'd talk first, if only t' pick a dance partner." She tilts her head. "Or am I misunderstandin' th' lot o' ye?"<br/><br/>Leaning easily against the table, the picture of calm, Ailis absently worries a braid between her fingers. Honourable duel can mean a lot of things .. the information is helpful, but... damn, would she like to know how far that goes. How far 'know your opponent' goes ... she's had a lesson or two on that subject, enough to make her more concerned than she wants to admit. Especially now. With coppery strands now tangled around her fingers, she drops the rumpled brain, letting it fall back against her shoulder, and lets her arm fall back against the table.