(D5 MM) Drop-Off
Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2018 5:53 pmJelna was not even sure if the bar would be open at this hour. Fortunately for her, it seemed to be so. She stepped inside fiddling with a datachip containing some info. At the bar, she went up to the bartender and placed it. "Not lookin' for a drink right now, too early for that. It's for Cal. Cal Arcton. Tell him it's from Jelna Vawn about our little varmint problem."
Inside were a few descriptions of the Imperials whom had broken into the armory. Blue hair, smirk, mention of a Death Trooper. The scouts all had cropped hair, everything she could mention. The excuse she left inside noted that there was a bit of footage left in the cams but that it shorted out soon after.
Plus there was a cute smiley face. That seemed like something a wandering bounty hunter might do for a friend.
Inside were a few descriptions of the Imperials whom had broken into the armory. Blue hair, smirk, mention of a Death Trooper. The scouts all had cropped hair, everything she could mention. The excuse she left inside noted that there was a bit of footage left in the cams but that it shorted out soon after.
Plus there was a cute smiley face. That seemed like something a wandering bounty hunter might do for a friend.