It's like a callin' or something.

               {x} @truxicanfalconer

     She could feel it in her face, the heat of perhaps embarrassment or even anger, at the moment she couldn't define which it could possibly be. All she knew for certain was... she didn't like what was going on and she would be more than happy to let that be known. At first, her arms crossed over her chest, cheeks puffed before she blew the air out.

                    {x} @pandoran-rogue

     Lids were heavy, heavier than usual now that she had started thinking about it. Chester had been on Pandora plenty of times now, doing her own errands, crossing paths with other types of Vault Hunters and bandits alike. She wasn't sure which one of the events had left her so shaken this time. Was it the near-death experience with a large group of bandits, was it the wild skags that chased her relentlessly for hours before she had finally drawn out a pistol to deal with the local wildlife, or had it been the near slip to a long fall down a cliff. She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but all she knew was her luck continued to keep her alive but for how much longer?

                    {x} @hyperion-overlord

     Pain. It rippled through her rib cage where a blast had been taken, the rest of her body bruised and bloodied. Her fingers had tightly clenched together as she hid behind a nearby building, the others continued looking for her. They didn't call for her, their eyes wandered the perimeter looking for signs of her, especially her blood trail. It would only be a matter of time, and by the gods, she was scared. She had a fair share of fears, but death had never been one of them. Travelling from planet to planet, she had seen and experienced some nasty shit. Plenty tried to kill her, but none had come this close. “Oh, God...” She whispered, her eyes watered. Chester moved her hand to rest above her heart, each beat she could feel pounding against her flesh. If her wounds didn't kill her, a heart attack would probably fall into place shortly. Her fingers touched her ECHO, “I can't stay here, I gotta come up.”

     Crossing with the wrong people wasn't some new to Chester, it was bound to happen. It just so happen crossing paths with more of the wrong people because of her gained connection and closeness to Hyperion's known, Handsome Jack raised those chances. Some would call it the 'wrong crowd' even if that crowd just so happen to be one person, but she took her chances. A hire was a hire, even if at this point she didn't care for the pay. But it appeared her crossings had led her to eventually flee. She pressed the button, not waiting a moment longer for Jack's soon to reply.

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