Remina tinkers with a few metal security panels, her satchel stuffed, bulging with parts Okay...The ship whirrs creakily Dammit, they're already taking off...She pulls her curly hair back out of her face, her satchel with a clip and runs down the ship hallway, slipping out to the emergency exit, jumping down, the wind whipping her hair around, She lands neatly, surrounded by guards You've got to be kidding me...She says bitterly, her heart beats faster as she gets into a fighting stance
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