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[l33t_mouse]

Mouse is outside, relaxing under a tree. If she were a mostly-hairless mammal like the majority of Milliways patrons, she'd be uncomfortably chilly, but computer sprites enjoy the cold. It makes them run faster.

Not that Mouse is making productive use of the cold right now. She's just basking.

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[g00d_d0ggie]

It might be a bit less relaxing when a nine-foot-tall combat droid comes KATHUNKing past.

[l33t_mouse]

"Whoa!" Mouse yells, sitting bolt upright as the ground shakes beneath her. It takes her a moment or two to figure out that the disturbance is D0G's fault. "Hey, ya big...whatever y'are! Keep it down, huh? Some of us are tryin' ta take a nap over here!"

[g00d_d0ggie]

D0G skids to a stop, then turns toward the source of the shout. Whurp?

[l33t_mouse]

Irritation subsides as curiosity takes over. "What are ya, anyhow?" Mouse asks. She pushes herself off the ground and approaches D0G, trying to look non-threatening. He seems friendly, but he might be skittish, and Mouse is firmly against panicking anything that's that much bigger than she is.