[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#4dffa6]Dorothy Pender[/color][/h1][img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m7vpzoPeW51rsy50k.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][color=#4dffa6][b]Location[/b][/color]: Cargo Bay <---> Holding Docks
[sub][color=ed1c24][i][b]Note:[/b] Rolls for Dorothy drawing her weapon and firing it were made by the GM.[/i][/color][/sub][/center][hr][hr]	[color=#4dffa6]"Yes, if you could move your belongings to the holding dock,"[/color] Dorothy instructed Foy as the man came into the cargo bay. She and Atticus were moving things to the little holding bay on the docks, which fortunately wasn't too far away. At Anisa's orders, Dorothy nodded, hoping that no one would try to pull the same stunt as Daphne. She wasn't sure if she'd be able to come up with any more punishments that were fitting and fair. It'd definitely be a topic she'd need to sit down with a notebook and pen to brainstorm later on. 

	In the midst of the routine she and Atticus had fallen into, Dorothy frowned for a moment. She had been keeping an eye on those coming to the docks, in hopes that Daphne would return quickly and could be dealt with. Dorothy noticed a pretty woman with brown hair and Chinese features towards the back of a crowd--a woman that Dorothy hadn't seen coming onto the docks a few moments ago. It took her a moment to consider the possible points of entry for the woman, before coming to one conclusion: she had come from the Retribution. 

	 [i]Wei shian dohn woo![/i] Dorothy thought to herself, before drawing her sidearm with what could only be considered flair. A split second later, Dorothy had aimed at the woman's knees (perhaps unconsciously recalling Atticus' assertion that God is quiet on the subject of kneecaps) and squeezed the trigger. The bullet hit and Dorothy smiled a bit, especially since none of the bystanders were hurt. They were, understandably, a bit riled up, a few of them drawing their own pieces after what seemed to be a random shooting. Others were ducking and cowering. 

	[color=#4dffa6]"The jien huo came from our ship,"[/color] Dorothy offered as explanation to Atticus just seconds after she had fired her gun. She doubted the stranger would be going far, what with the bullet to the knee. Dorothy hadn't been attempting to kill her. No, her goal had been to wound and incapacitate. 
[hr][hr][center][h1][color=8882be]Fitz Townsley[/color][/h1][img]http://www.theweirdlings.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/05/science.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][color=8882be][b]Location[/b][/color]: Town[/center][hr][hr]	Completely oblivious to the activities going on in Lady Luck's, Fitz turned to watch Daphne for a moment as she headed off. But given that it wasn't exactly the best place for people to stop in the midst of traffic, he only caught a glimpse of her before he had to get moving again, or risk being trampled. There were more shops and stalls to see and Fitz, as timid and nervous as he was, committed himself to checking them out. 

	He hadn't left the University just to come and stand in the middle of a busy street. Standing and watching life go by still wasn't the same as actually experiencing it. It was the difference between reading about machines and new technology and actually getting your hands dirty and playing with it. Taking a deep breath, Fitz fiddled with the little bracelet on his hand before walking down the street further into town, looking to see if anything caught his eye as interesting. He wanted to break out of his comfort zone, as much as it frightened him to do so.