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by Jabber » Fri Feb 07, 2020 6:54 pm
Well, there was no way to avoid being seen it seemed. Which meant defaulting to the backup plan.
Well there is no change of subtlety, take refuge in audacity.
Jabber strolls out, waving his arms to the storm troopers and chittering like a maniac. "Oh, praise the Emperor! I'm sorry, I'm late for my first shift, and I think that guy at the front was having a little fun with me, and...look guys, I need this job. Like, I *really* need this job."
Jabber's hope is that his clean record, and complete lack for worry about being seen will be offputting. After all, this was a massive work area. Surely, there as a night janitor...that had to be menial enough for these guys, right?
Jawa | Smuggler (Gunslinger) | Lt. Jabber of the Coalition of Insurgent Systems (not that CIS, we swear!) | Say Utini again, I dare you, I double dare you motherkriffer
Suspicion: 1.3