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No Safe Port

Kaylia stays cheerful and mostly cooperative when she is yelled at, acting the hurt girl more than anything, but otherwise following along with the trooper's orders, watching to make sure Merskiv does as well.

Staring at her new... compatriot? Nuisance? Shes not sure what to make of him yet, beyond her relative hatred towards his stealing attempt... he seemed somewhat competent. Her hand slowly drifts to her blaster, or at least her waist where it is, worried he might try something stupid, and she really would be forced to blast their way out of here.

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"Sure, one second." Kaylia will, as calmly as one can with a blaster in their face, grab her ID papers and hand them to the trooper as ordered. Her thought was to be cooperative, and they may just keep looking elsewhere, and by all legality, she was allowed to be here, and her papers were all in order.

"Is everything alright? You guys sure came here in a hurry?" Playing the part of a concerned citizen as the trooper views her documentation. She doesn't really care about his response; hell, it's fairly likely she doesn't even get one. It's all about presenting a sense of normality to the trooper.

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"You're even stupider than I thought." Kaylia glares at him. She's fairly protective of the Chimera; it's more like her home than anything else, and more importantly, it is her father's ship. The scums' attempt to take it really ticked her off, more than his touching or Merskivs.. stupidity in her weapon choice, at least at the moment. Merskiv will get an earful later; he gets one now.

Kaylia will lean in close, her eyes alight with anger, keeping her voice low as the troopers approach. "Play along, or play dead. She's been itching to explode anyway, and I love putting bolts in people who mess with my ship." She'll tilt her head towards Merskiv first, then flashes her blaster at him, obscured just under her coat. Completely legal for her to carry, and she had the paperwork in order under her legal name and everything, but an active threat nonetheless. "Shut your hole. Use my story, play the annoying guide."

"You too, play along, or keep quieter." Looking at Merskiv, before trying to put back on a neutrally annoyed face towards the pirate.

"Hey! Its fine he just wanted to see Merskiv!" Faking calming down her friend after her outburst. "Looks like we are getting close to the front, finally! Thanks for your help getting her. It was a bit confusing." Kaylia starts as if she hadn't just threatened his life. With any luck, the troopers would just ignore us. She'll glare at him if there is any real hesitation in his uptake.

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"Kaylia, and Merskiv." Putting her hand over her heart, the gesturing to Merskiv with a glare. "Not friends, colleagues. We'd have to know to much about you to be friends. You showed us the way here, and have stuck around past your welcome, but we are.. to polite to tell you to leave." Another glance at Merskiv, making sure she'll play along.

A deep breath before continuing, watching the troopers move around the crowd as she keeps pace with the line, take another step closer to the clerk "And don't touch me, we are not that close. Your name?"

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A pause with a long blink at the stranger. Who is this maniac? Should I recognize him? Those troopers better not be for him. If they find him, it isn't her problem anyway.

Kaylia leans in close to him so she can whisper in his ear, moving herself to be in front of him in line. "Behind us in line. I'm not losing my karkin spot for this." Being short and blunt with him, and waving Merskiv to follow her in the position-changing dance she forced him into.

Kaylia begins talking somewhat meaningless towards him assuming he plays along, local news, shipping rates, weather complaints, simple, meaningless conversation, while faking a smile at him occasionally at the lighter parts of the conversation. Keeping her volume below that of the loud reptile in front of her so as not to draw attention. She'll gently nudge, then a bit less gently if she continues not to cooperate, Merskiv in the ribs, urging her to follow along. I should have left her back at the ship today, to many annoying days in a row for her impatient ass. Kaylia thinks to herself. Money was money, who knows, maybe we'd get lucky and he'll help us in the future.. somehow. Or at least we can get more from him in the near future.

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"That's the so-called blaze of glory you will go out on?" Kylia retorts. Amused but short with her counterpart. "A murder suicide, all for.." gesturing at the surrounding "..this?" to go just that little bit faster? Assuming they don't shut it all down. Or I get shot in the process, or detained, or the chimera impounded." She lists sarcastically.

A long sigh staring up at the reel. For the first day, she thought maybe it would eventually change... but that had been proven so so VERY wrong. The same mindless drivel. Over and over. Still, watching it was better than listening to the noise of those around her. Maybe this was how the empire was planning to brainwash people, boring them into submission.

"Listen. We get the paperwork, we get off-world with a legitimate cargo, we meet that stupid bastard for the Imp, and then we are in the clear for a bit, and you can live out your fantasy onboard the Chimera. In bed. In your dreams, ideally, instead of practicing on us." Kylia points up towards the clock when she gets Merskiv's eyes to follow her. "Besides.. the day is almost up already, only say 20 odd minutes till it's shut down and we have to come back tomorrow anyway, so keep your calm. It'll be over one way or the other."

Thankfully, this paperwork was actually all legitimate. Simple stuff, mostly mining machines and a few food goods for some nearby agri-world. The hard stuff comes on the other end, finding enough cargo to hide the rest of the junk the officer had them running. It was a trick as old as time, a little of anything gets missed in giant piles of normacy.