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Atton's sleeping when the first missile hits Taris' moon.

It's far away, just off in the distance, but the force of it makes the ship shake anyway, waking Atton up.

"Took them long enough," he mumbles, getting out of bed. It's been another twelve hours, so he'd like to think the toxin is mostly gone by now.

Date: 2009-04-05 08:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stuck-mynock.livejournal.com
"It is you who is under the influence!" Atton protests.

Date: 2009-04-05 08:29 pm (UTC)
will_scarlett: (thief)
From: [personal profile] will_scarlett
"We've fought 'fore an 'onestly just a beer doesna make much difference."

Date: 2009-04-05 08:29 pm (UTC)
guppy_sandhu: (Default)
From: [personal profile] guppy_sandhu
"Well don't go wild, please? I don't want any limbs cut off by mistake."

Date: 2009-04-05 08:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stuck-mynock.livejournal.com
"Beer," Atton says, sagely, downing his.

Date: 2009-04-05 08:33 pm (UTC)
will_scarlett: (bit of a grin)
From: [personal profile] will_scarlett
"Aye, 'xactly."

Date: 2009-04-05 08:34 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] guppy_sandhu
Guppy rolls his eyes and opens a red bull.

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