#roo rat

There's a small burst of static as the datachron  "I wonder if she's running?" From the perspective, Roo appeared to be laying down on her bed, her head dangling off the end and holding the datachron upside down.  "If so, from what?  I mean, there's a few things it could be--" here she let go with one hand, causing the frame to wobble as she held up her other hand to count off.

"First, there's the money," she said.  "Who does she owe it to?  And for what?  I don't have much there.  Second, her job.  Black Hoods can be really sneaky, but if someone finds out they can draw a lot of hate from mean people.  Third, her past.  She did mention rebuilding friendships, and that could either mean someone who died, or maybe an old friend she's trying to get in touch with.  And then there’s the name.  I’m just gonna stick with Peels for her.  That last name’s too weird!”

The Aurin woman shrugged.  "Still got me some!" she laughed.  "Oh man, getting shot like that was the worst.  It felt like I'd neeeeeever get better!"  She hummed thoughtfully.  "Ought to send the doc a little thank you gift.  It'd only be polite.  Nothing too expensive though, since I guess I'm not her thing."  She huffed indignantly, tail lashing back and forth in the background.