[h3][color=Silver][center]~Mienieve~[/center][/color][/h3]

[@Raylah]

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The men went down easily. A single shot to their heads - a perfect execution. Her training easily showing. Of course, a few extra shots. Double-tapping was just standard and safe practice. She walked over to where they fell, checking the dead bodies to discover who exactly they were - prisoners or guards. She'd need a good cover story in case someone got curious. Before she could get a good look though - there was the sound of footsteps behind her. Someone she had missed? Before she could turn there was the sound of crackling fire, and a yell of pain and the sound of something fleshy going splattering.

Immediately she turned, pointing her gun at whoever it was behind her, a little surprised to find a prisoner who was giving her a nervous 'hello'. Mieneve narrowed her eyes at her for a few moments. She seemed familiar...but she brushed that aside. Nothing to worry about now. Probably just a face she saw in the prison occasionally. That said - she seemed friendly enough. Perhaps someone she could manipulate, just a tiny bit.

[color=silver]"Aha...jeez, sneaking up on someone is generally a bad idea."[/color] She chuckled lightly, lowering her gun she gave the Tulak girl a friendly smile. [color=silver]"Uh, thanks for having my back? I must be getting rusty, having been regulated to being a desk jockey..."[/color] She shook her head. [color=silver]"Weeelll, since you saved by cute butt then I guess I can trust you for now. Save introductions for later? We should find someplace safe to hole up and decide what to do next."[/color] She looked over to the smoldering wreckage of the ship. [color=silver]"...that place is going to be a graveyard soon."[/color]