*A Hand agent points a phaser in her face... And then collapsed to the ground. The figure from earlier is standing there.* Figure: Sorry about that, hun, but that brute needed to go.*
OOC: Well, seeming as there is no chance of her going back to her reality, I would assume that she would have applied for her own account and citizenship in the Republic.
*The figure rolls with the burst, then sends a sort of burst of his own. He locks eyes with Tara B, and she gets an almost crippling migraine immediately.*
Figure: Well, isn't that a coincidence. *He backs away kindly... then, seemingly from no where, produces Tara B's credit chit holding it up.* Figure: I just pickpocketed someone! *He bolts past them, running at blinding speeds.*
OOC: I'm gonna let Ryan have something when he gets back. *The figure walks out of a door way in the corridor after Tara B had passed and walks straight into Tara.* Fidure: Oof!
OOC: Okay. DS61 *A figure, any real difference from others not visible due to a black hoodie, brushes past Tara B... and a hand reaches down into her pockets and takes her money. It quickly heads of down an adjoining corridor.*