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@majus @lady-lux Seri raises her chin, determined to make use of herself, and not fall apart again. “Y-yeah, of course. I’ll be okay!” She winces as her voice takes on a slightly shrill note, “Not that that’s… I mean I’ll do whatever’s best for everyone.”

@majus @lady-lux Seri meets Kaelaen’s eyes, feeling a rush of shame at the other woman’s apology, hating herself for causing such a scene. She inches a little closer to Nami at her outstretched hand, wincing at how badly she finds herself needing to be held. “I’m - I’m really sorry. Let’s…”...

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@majus @lady-lux Kaelaen’s suggestion hits Seri like a slap to the face, her eyes widening. She takes a step back, not entirely why she feels such a terrible sense of dread at the thought of going home. Probably because it was never home? “I-I-I -“ she stammers, unable to help herself...

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@majus @lady-lux “Neutral is good.” Seri agrees, trying to sound more hopeful than she feels. “Somewhere we can just, lay low, where we won’t be bothering anyone. If we’re all still together, I mean.” She chews her lip anxiously, trying to think of somewhere herself. “Most worlds that’re...

@majus @lady-lux Seri fidgets, her hands twisting in a futile stim to try and calm herself, even as the various ideas being thrown around make her want to scream. She nods along with Nami, but can’t quite muster the confidence or direction she seems to have. She tries her best, though. “I...

@lady-lux @majus Seri wilts a little at Kaelaen’s observation, though the other woman is right - and it’s a good thing she is. She feels foolish, skittishly assuming yet more enemies are just waiting to pounce. She stays quiet as Nami ponders, but notes the weight around the name Thassco...

@lady-lux @majus Seri fidgets, still unsure of her place amidst the others, glancing around the cockpit. “I suppose… it’s worth seeing what everyone wants to do - if they want to stay here, or strike out on their own?” Her gaze drifts back to Nami, as though seeking approval. “Your ship is...

@majus @lady-lux Seri can’t help but glance about as they head for the cockpit, furtively making and then breaking eye contact with several of the other women. Even having been told - roughly - how many are here, it’s staggering to see such numbers. And this ship still makes her skin crawl...

@majus @lady-lux Seri manages an energetic nod to Kaelaen, gathering up what she expects they’ll need, and following Nami’s cue. She isn’t sure why she feels a sense of self-consciousness at the other woman’s presence, but pushes it aside, ready to head to the cockpit.

Seri can’t help smiling, even with the prospect of the difficult task ahead. It feels so good to be doing something, something meaningful for their freedom and future. She bustles around for a moment, commenting idly on what they’ll need, how to begin, before she realises she’s mostly just...

“It’s all we can do, right?” Seri murmurs in reply. Her eyes dart over every feature of Nami’s face, her thumb subconsciously smoothing over her cheek. She swallows, then smiles, reluctantly leaning back, her hand dropping. “So.” She clears her through, clambering to her feet, hands planted...

“I’m glad,” Seri nods earnestly, “you deserve all that, and more. I hope - I really do hope I’ve helped.” She takes a little breath, then takes a chance, placing her hand on Nami’s cheek, just by her jaw, tilting her up and out of the bow, gently and without force. Her insides squirm at the...

Seri takes a breath, trying to balance the background feelings of dread against the runaway sensation of joy and companionship. She worries she really shouldn’t throw herself so fully into this burgeoning friendship, but she can’t help it, feeling safe, feeling known for the first time in… ever...

Seri beams, her stomach barrel-rolling in an enthusiastic jolt. She loops an arm back through Nami’s, returned to a relative state of ease at the prospect of not having to bunk down on the Sarlacc. But much more than that, is Nami’s encouraging reply; Seri devours the validation in her response...

Seri nods slowly, taking in the number. For a moment, that sounds encouraging. Then she realises - that’s twenty-something women used and abused, intended for the worst manner of treatment. “No I… I imagine that’s right.” She glances around. She’d gotten so comfortable, sitting and laughing...

Seri eventually settles down, swaying a little to give Nami another fond shoulder-bump as they laugh together, then meeting her eyes from under her fading bangs. “How many of us are there, if you know? Something else that might be useful is making sure there’s enough room to keep everyone...

“Following orders, I can do.” She grins, trying not to think about the deeper implications of that. “Oh! She’s a pilot? That’s brilliant. I guess we almost have the makings of a crew… I suppose I could be… morale officer?” Seri waggles the remaining bars, inadvertently sending a ripple through...

Seri’s eyes gleam, and she breaks into a smile that seem to stretch from ear to ear. “Nami stop.” She affects a tone of mock horror, but her voice wobbles with suppressed laughter. It strikes her just how easy it is to be around this woman, to joke and talk and use her name as if they’ve been...