Date: 2010-04-29 05:41 am (UTC)
Grace is just pinching the fag between her lips so she can grab her things and hoist them up into the bird, when Trudy screeches at her.

She doesn't jump (she's heard worse sounds before), but she does whip her head back around indignantly.

"What does it look like I'm doing? I'm preparing to get on this ship," she snaps, around her unlit cigarette.
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