It's hard to sneak in a metal suit of armour in what would be a solid metal ship if not for the fleshy bits that decorated the halls and floors, but Connie manages to do a decent enough job of it. She's got her motion trackers on, anything that might give her the upper hand in a surprise fight. Given the day she's been having, she's more than expecting a little trouble.
A quick blip lights up in her visor at a faint movement down the corridor and she pauses, her hand resting tentatively on the grip of her pistol. It's a risk, but Connie's more than capable of being hard to catch.
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A quick blip lights up in her visor at a faint movement down the corridor and she pauses, her hand resting tentatively on the grip of her pistol. It's a risk, but Connie's more than capable of being hard to catch.
"Hello?"