<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/5/58/Chloe_1.jpg/600px-Chloe_1.jpg)</div><br/><hr/><br/><strong>NAME:</strong>Sarah Moreno<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Plain prison issue coverall and plain cloth shoes<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Atmospheric Controls<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Ciane, Any<br/><br/><hr/><br class="clear_left"/><br/><br/>Having been more than a little nervous as to how the Amazon might react to her unintentional laugh, Sarah had been keeping an eye on her just in case ducking was necessary.  And for a brief moment, she did look angry -- but incredibly angry, even murderously, all out of proportion to what had actually happened.  But before Sarah could get into full-blown panic, she realized that the Amazon also looked distant somehow, caught up in memory as so many of them often were, and the girl relaxed a fraction.  It seemed as though they all had a lot of baggage of one kind or another, which wasn't exactly a surprise given where they all were.<br/><br/>And whatever she was remembering must be especially bad, as she flung the tool in her hand and Sarah nearly jumped out of her skin at the sound of metal hitting metal at speed.  Without realizing that it might not be such a good idea at this particular moment, she leaned a little closer.  "Hey, you okay?" Sarah asked, quietly.  "I mean, as okay as it gets right now?"