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The door opened.
Step.
Step. Step.
Step. Step. Step.
The sound of woman's shoes on the bar floor. A woman, average height no more, wearing a simple black top, and loose-fitted black pants slowly walked in. Her slender index finger caressed the underside of the barrel of the revolver in her hand, before she slowly tucked it into the waistband of her pants.
After... all that, there would be no need until she figured out where she was.
This was, after all, quite the surprise.
Brushing the dark hair out of her face, she studied the bar with a practiced air of calm.
Welcome to Milliways, Nina Myers.
Step.
Step. Step.
Step. Step. Step.
The sound of woman's shoes on the bar floor. A woman, average height no more, wearing a simple black top, and loose-fitted black pants slowly walked in. Her slender index finger caressed the underside of the barrel of the revolver in her hand, before she slowly tucked it into the waistband of her pants.
After... all that, there would be no need until she figured out where she was.
This was, after all, quite the surprise.
Brushing the dark hair out of her face, she studied the bar with a practiced air of calm.
Welcome to Milliways, Nina Myers.