OOM: Suite 130

[watching_you]

Veronica leads Mills through the labyrinthine corridors of the Milliways guest area until, eventually, they reach the right hallway.

"This place can be a bit confusing at times," she offers apologetically. "Things have a tendency to move. But I'm right up here --"

She cuts off, stopping short. This hallway's not empty.

Super.

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[henry_jones_jr]

Indy is ambling down the corridor in the opposite direction, fedora in place above some casual clothes, on his way to the bar. He's possibly the last person Veronica wanted to see, but it's always a risk when she lives a few doors down from him.

He glances at the couple as the distance between them closes, and of course, he recognizes one of them. He takes a second look, this time directed far more pointedly at the man she's with. Hmmm... interesting.

Before his gaze becomes too intrusive, he tips his hat and offers a cordial smile.

"Evenin, Vee."

[watching_you]

Veronica takes a half-step forward, just enough to subtly place herself between Mills and Indy. It's an odd gesture, considering they both tower over her.

She tilts her chin up nonetheless, giving Indy a defiant look.

Voice flat: "Jones."

[particularskill]

Mills instantly senses the change in Vee's body language and rises to his full six foot four. His gaze fixes on the gentleman at in the hallway. The man in the fedora looks strangely familiar.

When Mills speaks, his voice is pitched for her ears alone.

"Problem?"

[watching_you]

Veronica doesn't move, save to give her head a quick half-shake.

Her eyes remain fixed on Indy.