"Tired of the dehydrated protein chunks that I've been forced to use, yeah." Stretch stretch stretch, then leaning down to put on her boots. "I'll go ask Kreia if she wants to come with, though she seems pretty firmly entrenched in her little hidey-hole."

"Hey, maybe she'll wander off now we're here, go bother someone else," a man can dream. 

He pulls his own boots on once she's out of the way.

"I'll just go load up on some cred chits, why don't I." 

"I put my creds with yours," she tells him, finishing up and looking around for her jacket... did it get tossed somewhere during one of the games?

He reaches around one of the consoles to drag her jacket out and hand it to her.

"What would I do without you here to pick up after me?"

"You'd probably be penniless and nude," he nods, leading the way out of the cockpit to the central hub of the ship. From there they split off, him to the starboard, her to port. 

Where she pokes her head into the port dormitory! Is Kreia exactly where Sharra last left her, by chance?

Was she sitting in the middle of the room meditating, by chance? Because that's what she's doing now. She's even deep enough in it that she doesn't turn to regard Sharra when she enters. 

She was! Sharra wonders if she ever moves, she hasn't seen her outside the dorm in the three days since she first appeared. Ppprobably she did, while Sharra was sleeping? Or maybe she's a droid...

Sharra steps into the room properly and waits until she is acknowledged.

Kreia looks up after a few moments, tilting her head over her shoulder in Sharra's direction.

"You have need of me?" 

"We've been given clearance to disembark. Atton's a little suspicious of how quickly it happened, and we're getting an escort to security to have a chat. Hopefully it's nothing, but they might have heard something from Peragus, so my hopes aren't that high. What are your plans? You're welcome to accompany us."

"Hmm... I believe I will remain on-board the ship. Please do inform me once we are free to leave, as I do intend to seek out some supplies myself." 

"Sure. I can also pick up anything you need, but I understand wanting to get out yourself." She digs into her jacket pocket and hands her a comm. "I noticed you didn't have one, and I wasn't sure if you can reach me in the traditional sense."

She raises a hand over her shoulder to take the comm, "Yes, I would have some difficulty getting through those blocks of yours." 

Pass! "I've set it to the right frequency, and the code for the second frequency is tiebreaker."

She tucks it into her robes, "Very well. Remember to be wary of attempts at capture; that droid is not the only one who had interest in the bounty."

She almost says 'yes, master'. But catches herself. Ugh.

"I'll check in with you after the meeting with security," she says instead. And off she goes? Unless Kreia has anything else to say.

Kreia is returning to her meditation!

Atton meets her by the boarding ramp. He reaches out to offer her a credchit as she approaches, "About seven hundred on there, should be enough for whatever you wanna buy." He'll be handling refueling and the supply transactions. 

She takes the chit and disappears it into her jacket.

"Wish we had been able to reach someplace else. We're so exposed here, it's hardly a skip back to Peragus."

"Yeah. But, hey, the faster we deal with this and fuel up, the faster we get out of here," he points out. 

Sharra nods and takes his arm. "And noodles. And maybe some clothes and soap and some fresh food. More blankets..."

She shivers at the thought of going without some warm fucking blankets another night.

"Aw, I'll keep you warm," he wraps that arm around her instead as they make their way down the ramp. 

Isk is at the bottom of the ramp ahead of them, waiting for them to catch up. 

<Security outside airlock,> they say, turning their lens to look up at them. 

"Are you in their systems yet?" she asks them in Zaldyrian.