“But if they do,” Brigitte interrupts, pragmatically, “is it permissible to shoot back?”
Wren shoots her quite possibly the dirtiest, most deadpan look in the galaxy.
“Why in all the universe would you choose not to shoot back?”
Brigitte lifts her hands, gesturing as though she’s going to diffuse him like a bomb.
“All I’m saying is that you seem to have a deep and complicated history with the owners of this fort and those many, many ships in the harbor, and I’d hate to shoot an ex-lover of yours and face the consequences.”
I’m also thinking about opening OC requests on certain days for doodling other writeblr OCS ;;v ;; i kind of want to give back to this community in some way!! if anyone is interested, let me know and i might start something up!
