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CJ took a few moments to breathe deep, luxuriating in a vice that'd been denied her for too long. One of the kiellar seemed to be more concerned about the Ragon among them than the overall situation, and the other seemed to put the two on equal footing. 

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"Now lets keep moving, you godsdamned fools!" His shouted. His voice carried over the crowd, evoking the image of of a particularly tired sergeant despite his currently unkept, scruffy appearance.
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He was barking orders, too, which she didn't appreciate one bit; whatever rank he may or may not have held, it didn't mean a damn thing out here. He'd been dumped out of the same stinking scrapheap as the rest; at least the human sergeant was casting a vote rather than expecting everyone to follow commands.

She took another drag and looked over the Ragon; she'd never fought one, but she had fought alongside one in her pirate days. Main thing she knew about them was that common courtesy went a long way toward not having them rearrange your fleshy parts. This one seemed to follow that pattern; they were asking the same kind of questions as everyone else had about the most unusual member of their unusual group. That was worth looking further into, far as she was concerned.

Then her thoughts were interrupted by Bandit opting to shoot past her toward the ridge. The draft pulled the cigarette from her mouth; she managed to clamp her left hand on it before it hit the ground and returned it to the corner of her mouth, looking a fair bit worse for wear. She followed the dust trail with her eyes for a few more moments in bemusement, and turned toward Vaehach; as much as she was bristling at his command of the situation, he could at least make his voice heard.

[color=fdc68a]"So, uh... How's [i]that[/i] figure into our plans, hoss?"[/color]