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The loud one was speaking again, drowning out the ambiance from the spaceport and cutting through the sound of the corvette's engines warming up. Cutting through [i]her head too jeeee-sus[/i]; indoor voices, maybe? Luna let her head roll back, listening with half an ear as he rattled on, before flinching as her dilated eyes caught the artificial lighting of the dock full-on.

A few emphatic blinks later and her vision cleared to the pilot [i]still talking[/i], which she took as an opportunity to give him a lazy once-over. A mess, and nearly as loud as he was. Who the hell wore a [i]neon tie[/i], of all things, anyway? Let alone in that getup, even on Saturn he stuck out. Here's to his ability to fly a ship being keener than his fashion sense. Hopefully he was just colorblind, though she wans't exactly reassured either way.

Finally he finished, Killchain or whatever, and Luna shouldered her bag to step around Sevro and Jin. "[color=cyan]Alright blondie, you want guns, I can do guns,[/color]" a ghost of a smile played across her lips as she walked past Killchain, "[color=cyan]and [i]better[/i].[/color]"

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