05-18-2020, 04:54 AM
[glow=grey,1,400]I'M GONNA BE YOUR BUBBLEGUM BITCH ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
Visiting his lab partner? Seriously? Although that in of itself was innocent, especially since this lab partner - Caustic, judging by Michael's words - lived in Tanglewood (again, which Aphra deducted from Michael), the fact that Octane hadn't been where when it happened is what bothered Aphra. Or rather, him not coming and checking up on his own crewmates is what bothered her. Sure, traveling was a pain in the ass, but the fact it took him a couple of days to get here is what made Aphra irritated.
Octane spoke ask if Caustic had taken him to shelter when the tremors hit, which was all fine and dandy for them, but Aphra knew if it had been her personally, she would've wanted to get out of there as soon as possible. But then again, maybe there was shit that was going on that she didn't know about. Judging how drugged up Octane looked, however, Aphra wasn't willing to guess that everything went to shit in Tanglewood. "The tremors should've alerted you something was up." The oriental longhair hissed. "I'm sure Tanglewood said something about a meteor coming down." Obviously, she didn't have proof of that, and it was probably rude of her to assume, but she didn't care.
Aphra was vaguely aware of Hollows Creek at the scene, though she said nothing to him. He seemed to be observing the situation, which was fine; Aphra had Michael to back her up, it seemed. Plus, Hollows Creek hadn't been here when the meteor hit, if rumors were to be believed. Aphra huffed and rolled her eyes when Octane demanded that they put him to work - ha! If she had the authority to, she certainly would. "I don't have the authority to." Hell, wasn't Octane technically higher than her? "But if I had the option, I'd make you help clean up around this place." It was the least that could be done. Maybe ban you from the Tavern for a week. She added to herself silently; at least for her, that would be a worse punishment.
[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]
Octane spoke ask if Caustic had taken him to shelter when the tremors hit, which was all fine and dandy for them, but Aphra knew if it had been her personally, she would've wanted to get out of there as soon as possible. But then again, maybe there was shit that was going on that she didn't know about. Judging how drugged up Octane looked, however, Aphra wasn't willing to guess that everything went to shit in Tanglewood. "The tremors should've alerted you something was up." The oriental longhair hissed. "I'm sure Tanglewood said something about a meteor coming down." Obviously, she didn't have proof of that, and it was probably rude of her to assume, but she didn't care.
Aphra was vaguely aware of Hollows Creek at the scene, though she said nothing to him. He seemed to be observing the situation, which was fine; Aphra had Michael to back her up, it seemed. Plus, Hollows Creek hadn't been here when the meteor hit, if rumors were to be believed. Aphra huffed and rolled her eyes when Octane demanded that they put him to work - ha! If she had the authority to, she certainly would. "I don't have the authority to." Hell, wasn't Octane technically higher than her? "But if I had the option, I'd make you help clean up around this place." It was the least that could be done. Maybe ban you from the Tavern for a week. She added to herself silently; at least for her, that would be a worse punishment.
[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]
WELL, I GUESS I'LL MAKE MY OWN WAY !
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