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Nessir formed a sweet smile as she bent down towards the oven. Her oven mitt bearing hands carefully extracted the large baking pan from the oven. She placed them down on a nearby hot pad, and closed the oven. Nessir took off the mitts then gently hooked them onto their designated hook. She looked back to the pan and let out a sigh of relief, feeling proud of her work.

Nessir was enjoying her break. Already being done with the preparation of lunch -several sandwiches with their ordered toppings-, Nessir was able to leave those out for the crew and go back into the kitchen to work on more important things. Several cookies decorated the pan, each with an empty small pit dug into their center. Nessir went to the nearby bag of chocolate drops and placed them one at a time into the cookie's core. She was completely focused in on her current work, not a single worry dwelling in her completely clear head. Her tongue stuck out slightly as the only thing that mattered to her was getting all of the cookies properly garnished with their chocolate drops.

Flint: //he looked around the room, his nose guiding him out of his chair and out of the control room. He followed the sweet aroma that drug him out of his spot and down the hall that eventually brought him to the kitchen and notices Nessir hard at work/ Are those cookies i smell! //he said with a loud excited voice

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"EEP!" Nessir shouted and jumped in shock, dropping one of the chocolate drops in a malformed manner. She held a hand to her mouth and looked back at Flint. "F-Forgive me, Captain. I was j-just baking during my break and my hand slipped and...and.." Nessir's face began to redden and grow hot with embarrassment. In a slight but well orchestrated panic, she turned and grabbed one of the already complete cookies, and turned to Flint with it in her two hands. Nessir presented it to him with a nervous and slightly sheepish smile. "You can h-have one!" She nervously spoke with her quiet and gentle tone.

Ahsoka just waking up from her sleep. Gazed passed the laser prison doorsin the Queen's Star that keep her in the confined space that was given to her. Her hands wrapped and bound by metal to make sure she couldn't use her powers to try and escape again. "Stupid feeble minded beings...." She takes a deep breathe before yelling down the halls of the prison sector. "I WILL ESCAPE AGAIN IT'S ONLY A MATTER OF TIME! I HAVE A..." She looks around analyzing the situation. "89% CHANCE OF SUCCEEDING AGAIN!"

She soon sits back in the corner curled up, her knees to her chest. "They won't know what hit them..."

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Mina jolted out of her state of unconsciousness, bumping her head on the bottom of the bed and cursing. She spouted a rather nasty stream of explicitives as she slid out from underneath the bed, brushing the front of her clothing off with quick sweeps of her hands. The gijinka stepped over to the door, poking her head into the hallways, confirming that nobody was milling about. She exited the room, heading in the direction to the brig with quick and quiet footsteps, slipping around corners and nearing the stairs. She heard several voices conversing, -three, at least- and thought through several scenarios in which she could possibly make it past them, assuming they were all guards. The short gijinka grinned, thinking up a vague idea of how to proceed. She scrambled around to the side of the entrance, pulling a small gold coin from her belt, mentally weighing it with a little toss before peering down the staircase, catching glance of one of the guards. With a nasty grin, she lobbed the coin at the guard's head, resulting in a shout f anger and angry stomping up the steps. As the guard neared the top of the steps, a spindly spine elongated from Min'a shoulder. She deftly yanked it out, plunging it into the guard's side as he reached the top of the steps. He cried out in surprise before toppling backwards down the stairs. There was more yelling as the other two guards rushed to their comrade's aid. Her spines weren't normally fatal, so the guard would likely just be very sick for a few days. One of the guards was dragging the unconscious one to the wall, the third stomping up the stairs to confront his comrade's attacker. The second guard motioned for the third to follow him up the stairs, the young man nodding and hoisting his unconscious friend onto his back and lugging him up the stairs. They mentioned something about bringing him to the infirmary before lugging him away. With a mischievous grin, Mina slipped past them down the stairway, swinging over the railing and landing on her feet. She checked the small barred windows at the top of the doors, struggling to peer through them due to her height. Mina emitted a happy noise as she caught a glance of furry ears and light blue fur in one of the rooms. "Hey, hey you. Yeah, you, rich kid." She chirped, peering past the bars. "I'm busting you outta here, just you wait." Mina grinned, surprised at how easy it was to get past the guards. They must be reasonably new to hostages, she thought as she reached for her lock-picking equipment, deftly getting to work on unlocking the cell door.

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(Sorry for double posting, but I'm making a new character to bump this rp soo)

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