Voyage I: Lentini

[James Greed]

— I can be an eyewitness, but I highly doubt that would work out in your favour. Or maybe a character witness in this case?

Keiko was late by all accounts, then again she was told to only show up if she was in the area. Which she happened to be, passing through this patch of space to grab some supplies/stolen goods. As per usual, she was wearing a black jumpsuit, with orange linings on it's sides. That was her usual attire when doing these glorified fetch-quests. Paired with an equally bog standard pulse pistol holstered on her hips. She would glance at Gabriel once entering the room, clearly not too glad seeing him here.


— What kind of shotgun wedding is this anyways? I thought those went out of style like twenty years ago.


She really did not like whatever the hell she was unlucky enough to wander into. Gabriel in half a suit of armour, with a weapon no less. Enma slightly boozed up, with a girl who seems more distressed than a Liberty cop with a soggy donut. And then there's a Bretonian in the picture for some god forsaken reason too. If she hadn't known better, she'd think it's a fever dream.

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