[ It really would be too much to ask for them to run an errand just once without it erupting into explosions and blasterfire, wouldn't it? Andy sighs as if she's entirely too old for this, reaching to unholster Poe's blaster from his side. If she's honest, she likes a projectile rifle better herself, but hey, she won't complain in a pinch.
Hearing him call out, she rolls her eyes lightly in a way that's almost a little fond. ]
Don't worry, Dameron. You're still hot. [ Leaning over, she presses a quick kiss to his cheek. ] Wish me luck.
[ Without another word of warning, she bolts out from cover, drawing the attention of their assailants as they exchange fire. ]
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Hearing him call out, she rolls her eyes lightly in a way that's almost a little fond. ]
Don't worry, Dameron. You're still hot. [ Leaning over, she presses a quick kiss to his cheek. ] Wish me luck.
[ Without another word of warning, she bolts out from cover, drawing the attention of their assailants as they exchange fire. ]