02; [visual] new meaning to 'five fingered discount'
Somebody's been hitting up the replicator hatches on her travels around Taxon. Ruby's definitely well fed on the finest in greasy diner food, five star gourmet (just for kicks), and the most expensive booze she could think of. It breaks up the new daily grind.
That and watching the confused holo-people make their grand entrances over the tablet.
Right now though she's just basking in the sun and smirking at the occasional cloud floating across the sky. It's too picturesque.
"I hope I'm long gone by the time they try to slap me with a bill for all the 'free' stuff. Though," she smirks, "I'm thinking a good complaint will fix that. I never chose a silver bracelet to be welded on my great skin after all.
Gold's more my style."
That and watching the confused holo-people make their grand entrances over the tablet.
Right now though she's just basking in the sun and smirking at the occasional cloud floating across the sky. It's too picturesque.
"I hope I'm long gone by the time they try to slap me with a bill for all the 'free' stuff. Though," she smirks, "I'm thinking a good complaint will fix that. I never chose a silver bracelet to be welded on my great skin after all.
Gold's more my style."