[Nighttime Meme from @ma1nmenu for Rex.]
[ SNEAK ] - our muses are caught sneaking in or out somewhere. ------------
Ohh, and today on 'I really don't like this ...'
Thera takes a deep breath, murmurs a cuss word.The plan had been solid, the preparation top-notch; guard positions, the timing of patrols, the moment when the concierge took his regular sniff-break for whatever illicit powder he was addicted to. The moment when she and Rex could sashay into the building arm in arm, pretending to be just another couple of guests.
Except for one thing.
She can't tell yet if it's because the concierge has had too many breaks and his boss has come to catch him, pure coincidence, or - an even less happy option - someone has ratted them out. But there's a tall Twi'lek male standing on the staff-only stairs, watching them as they walk by. Frowning. Thera sighs, is careful not to give more than a brief glance as she shifts a fraction closer to Rex.
"I've got a nasty feeling that's the Chief of Security up there. We might want to get lost in the crowd."
