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                         “ rumour has it you’re a sort of han solo type. “                             eyes flick back and forth as he leans forward,                                 jackson has always been one for theatrics.      “ i was hopin’ you could help me out. with an illegal thingy. “

      “mind if i ask where you’re going?” she’d been traveling on her own long enough to overcome any TEPIDNESS that she might’ve once possessed, but being alone brought its own set of skills ( ones she hoped would be enough of a DEFENSE if push came to shove ). “i’ve been trying to find a way off this place for a couple days now but i haven’t been able to hitch a ride with any of the traffic comin’ through here.”

          “ what’cha doin’ over there--?? ”

Bars, as Ezra had learned through programming and copious television, served as the ultimate ground zero for human interaction. She came to them often and did the bulk of her people watching there. She even had a bit for getting people to talk to her: free alcohol. “My friend abandoned me for some guy who smells like swamp water. Want her drink? Hate for it to go to waste.” Offering drinks to strangers also had an air of this might be drugged, but Ezra found commenting on that made things even more awkward.