Jan 3, 2018
@darkprinceofpersia x
”I should hopefully live that long, dying on Omega isn’t exactly how I’d want to go. There’s much, much better ways than bleeding out in a filthy alley.” With a wave Kenn turned and promptly exited the ship.
No more than two hours later had he finished packing, the essentials carefully organized into a single tote bag he managed to not have stolen from him on the walk back. Once at the door he knocked a few times to signal his arrive, and since he now worked for Kherus, he assumed he could simply re-enter via the panel.
”Got everything I need,” he called out once inside. “You’re still here, yeah? It’d be sort of awkward if I’m just talking to myself.”
