It had been a crazy day. The attack in itself had been bad enough, but then afterward it had been all the cleanup, and all the work in checking for survivors, status of various parts of the ship, taking stock of the extent of the damage the Mandalorians had caused to the ship's operational capacities. Which of course meant that Lyseil had been on her feet and running around around in the crazy hecticness of it all until someone took over the shift for her.
She'd showered, and the stray blaster bolt that had hit her... well, the injury wasn't too bad. It had been painful in the heat of the fight, but after some quick treatment it was doing better. And after changing into jeans and a plain black button-up shirt, with only the
crystal pendant she had openly worn during the jizz night as decoration to dress it up a little, Lyseil knocked on the door to Z's 'home'.
The violin was with her in its case, of course.
A part of her felt a bit bad at having pushed back this meeting to such a late hour... but she took some comfort in knowing that her fellow musician was someone who was usually up late.
Alderaanian Princess | Human | Sergeant | Archaeologist | Natural Scholar and Hunter | Enthusiastic | Heightened Awareness
Profile | Theme 2Has: Tailored armored uniform (House Panteer), Nova Blaster pistol, datapad, stims, commlink, utility belt with odds and ends
Combat: House Panteer Forces Armor (Defense 1, reduce damage from fire and burn by 1), grenades, Nova Blaster pistol, extra ammo, stims, utility belt with odds and ends