<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/92/1a/5e/921a5e26056ce84da5052a39054ebdf3.jpg)</div><br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>NAME:</strong>Ciane (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=333213.msg15874326#msg15874326)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>coverall (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/01/61/b2/0161b2e9a0471c051e77a3b661eec5c2.jpg).<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Suspension room, then  roaming<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Sarah, Mai, Zoe, general<br/><hr/><br class="clear_left"/><br/><br/>Arms folded, Caine watched the others- a pretty good-looking group of slags, though all but the gorgeous dark-skinned girl kinda lightweight- drag themselves out of their tubes and listened to them whinge. She was glad she hadn't given voice to her pain and confusion more than the once; it gave her a tiny bit of high ground.<br/><br/>"We freeze, they don't get their junk," she drawled, a little surprised at the Undercity growl of her own voice. Did she really sound like that? Made sense, she supposed. She sounded like the sort who might kill someone. Not that she remembered ever having done it. Crazy-hair gal had a lot to learn. "Don't mean they're gonna spend juice keeping it cozy for a bunch of cons in stasis. Don't like it?" A teeth-baring grin locked on the tiny  Asian slittie, the one who moved like a dancer and talked like a spoiled schoolgirl. "Complain department's about 200 k-klicks that way." A jerk of her thumb towards the bulkhead illustrated what she meant. Downbound. Planetside.<em>Out</em>side<br/><br/>Pushing off her locker with a turn of her shoulders, she started for the hatch that led...somewhere into the mass of the half-derelict ship. "Best find where stuff is. Temp control. And the galley. Don't know about you, but I'm starved." And horny. Might be there was a way to deal with that, too. For sure there was a fair selection on the menu. The dark girl had the problem with the standard issue that Ciane did, in reverse. Maybe they could arrange a swap. Somewhere private. Swap more than just the jumpsuits, too.<br/><br/>Salvage service might not be so bad, after all. Just for luck, the Amazonian con tossed a wink in that direction as she passed.