Scotty debated on it, looking off at the ocean, then leaned back and dug his credits out of his pocket, the motion making him hold his breath and knot his jaw.
There were about twelve credits there; enough for some food, and water, at least. He'd already paid up his locker's rent through tomorrow. "Somethin' t' eat an' drink fer th' both o' us?" he finally asked, when the pain faded enough for him to get his breath back. "I'll get my stuff from my locker t'morrow."
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Date: 2009-08-21 06:32 pm (UTC)There were about twelve credits there; enough for some food, and water, at least. He'd already paid up his locker's rent through tomorrow. "Somethin' t' eat an' drink fer th' both o' us?" he finally asked, when the pain faded enough for him to get his breath back. "I'll get my stuff from my locker t'morrow."