It was a tad embarrassing for Ines to be dabbing up the sweat and tears that had built up on Alana's face, coupled with having to open her shirt up so Ines could treat her wounds, but seeing as how they were about to get back into the action, Alana tried not to think about those two things in particular; it made her brain and chest get all fuzzy for some reason.
When the comlink went off, Alana found rather quick that Ines played her role well, rather well actually, and Alana found it rather...well cute. Alana flashed her a thumbs up in support once the girl had finished her performance, before setting about disarming their first victim. Though when Alana heard what the 'Jackers' were planning, her jaw nearly hit the floor. Vent the air out of the ship? That would kill everyone. Ines said it just as the idea crossed the woman's mind, with Alana's gaze meeting that of her friends. Without saying a word, they were of the same mind. "Damn right." Alana responded without skipping a beat to her friend's comment. Rising to her feet with one of the thug's blaster pistols, Alana unlocked the door and stepped into the hall, looting the other two's weapons and keys from them and quickly dragging them into their cabin; ideally with Ines' help. Once the idiots were taken care of, Alana would look to Ines, passkey in hand as she spoke. "Alright, three blaster rifles, two blaster pistols, and three keys. Let's go crazy." With her noble friend by her side, Alana would begin to unlock the cabins, then set about convincing several of them to take up arms from the rather small cache the pair had built up. If there was a leader behind this whole affair, Alana would be the first one to point to Ines for that department to be filled; after all, Ines had the cool headed factor going for her. There were several things the pair needed to do, free the passangers, arm them, inform them of what was going on, and hopefully retake the ship. Thankfully one of the passkeys that Ines held would get them access to their equipment, but there were on a bit of a time crunch as well. Alana could only hope they could pull it off in time.
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When the comlink went off, Alana found rather quick that Ines played her role well, rather well actually, and Alana found it rather...well cute. Alana flashed her a thumbs up in support once the girl had finished her performance, before setting about disarming their first victim. Though when Alana heard what the 'Jackers' were planning, her jaw nearly hit the floor. Vent the air out of the ship? That would kill everyone. Ines said it just as the idea crossed the woman's mind, with Alana's gaze meeting that of her friends. Without saying a word, they were of the same mind. "Damn right." Alana responded without skipping a beat to her friend's comment. Rising to her feet with one of the thug's blaster pistols, Alana unlocked the door and stepped into the hall, looting the other two's weapons and keys from them and quickly dragging them into their cabin; ideally with Ines' help. Once the idiots were taken care of, Alana would look to Ines, passkey in hand as she spoke. "Alright, three blaster rifles, two blaster pistols, and three keys. Let's go crazy." With her noble friend by her side, Alana would begin to unlock the cabins, then set about convincing several of them to take up arms from the rather small cache the pair had built up. If there was a leader behind this whole affair, Alana would be the first one to point to Ines for that department to be filled; after all, Ines had the cool headed factor going for her. There were several things the pair needed to do, free the passangers, arm them, inform them of what was going on, and hopefully retake the ship. Thankfully one of the passkeys that Ines held would get them access to their equipment, but there were on a bit of a time crunch as well. Alana could only hope they could pull it off in time.
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