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Who: Sara
Broadcast: Video!
Action: On the Marsiva // The Twin Roses
When: Now!

[ The feed starts with Sara adjusting the camera and pursing her lips, then flashing a waxy smile that doesn't go anywhere near her eyes ]

Hi, so, I'm going to need you to go ahead and let me out of here and return me to my ship. I mean, we could do this the long way, but you really, really won't like that. It will be long. And painful. Possibly over days. The thing I'm going to assume you didn't realize about me before you decided to make this incredibly idiotic move is that I don't take kindly to cages. They're not really my thing, and I have a particular prejudice against the people who want to put me in them.

But hey.

[ She puts her hands up in a conciliatory manner ]

Maybe I'm reading this entire situation the wrong way. Just come and get me, we'll talk, and I won't even break your fingers for it. Promise.

Okay? Okay. Chop chop!

[ She rolls her eyes, sighs, and switches off the camera ]

****

[ some time later, Sara shows up in a burst of confetti on The Twin Roses. Hi friends! ]

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Weird.

And you went from there to here.

Yeah. I'm not the only one who's had that experience. My friend, Chekov, was with me in Marina and he'd been in a place they just called The City before that.

Right.

How sure are we that this isn't some sort of human trafficking network?

Well, they did tell us we were being used as entertainment and they are moving us around so it is in a way. Except for some of us not being human.

Person trafficking. You know what I mean.

I know, I know. If there's more to it than this they are taking their sweet time getting there.

Is there any part of this that doesn't just abjectly suck?

The company. [Which may sound like a good line, but she means it sincerely for a lot of the fleet.]

So as long as we make friends?

Great.

You don't think you'll make friends?

I just like to have a little more of a specific mission than play nice with others. I'm great at making friends.

Mm, get a weapon you're comfortable with. Get some spare clothes unless you're into the jumpsuit look. Gather intel on the place. There are little missions.

Sure, but it's like taking a bunch of classes without choosing a major.

And I definitely dropped out of college.

[ /was considered dead/whatever ]

Well, what was your major before the drop?

Rum and coke, with a minor in stealing your sister's boyfriend?

Good thing I'm an only child. Hell of a thing to drop out on. Was the boyfriend worth it?

Not an easy thing to answer. But we've both grown a lot since then.

[She nods.] Yeah, understandable. I got married when I was a teenager, so I'm not judging anyone.

Things happen. Luckily we get to move on.

[She laughs a little at that. Sure, it's not funny on the outside, but when you know the husband is the one who killed her it's kind of funny?]

Yeah, well, let's get that drink for you so we can cheers to that with coffee.

Good call.

[Upon entering the kitchen, Kitty just sets to work making the coffee.] Practice for my beverage serving life.

Does it need that much practice?

Probably not. Although I haven't had much in the way of regular jobs in my life.

It's hard to fit in retail hours between assassinating people.

[ it's a joke. she's joking. hopefully kitty can joke about it. she's definitely not judging ]