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[OOM: Concentrate always on the inevitability of your end.]
Makita wasn't expecting to walk into Milliways today. It takes her a minute for her brain to catch up and figure out where she is.
When she first came into the bar she was in the middle of a gunfight: heart pounding, adrenaline pumping, every sense alert. This time she walks in after weeks of inadequate sleep and constant exertion. She feels worse than she looks, and she looks like she's about to pass out.
Her knees buckle and she sinks to the floor and just lays there for a bit. She'll get up later. Maybe. Perhaps she'll take a nap first. Perhaps someone will help get her out from underfoot.
Makita wasn't expecting to walk into Milliways today. It takes her a minute for her brain to catch up and figure out where she is.
When she first came into the bar she was in the middle of a gunfight: heart pounding, adrenaline pumping, every sense alert. This time she walks in after weeks of inadequate sleep and constant exertion. She feels worse than she looks, and she looks like she's about to pass out.
Her knees buckle and she sinks to the floor and just lays there for a bit. She'll get up later. Maybe. Perhaps she'll take a nap first. Perhaps someone will help get her out from underfoot.