[Indrani's in her room in her ratty, stained jumpsuit, shotgun disassembled for cleaning on the shelf beside her, though she's currently involved in putting the finishing touches on her modified environment suit. An immense, scarred, and rather profoundly ugly dog of a sort of German shepherd, boxer, hyena mix dozes on the floor. The door's open, though, and the Flop isn't a private place. Any inquiry makes the chick with all the guns and the big dog pretty easy to find.]
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[Indrani's in her room in her ratty, stained jumpsuit, shotgun disassembled for cleaning on the shelf beside her, though she's currently involved in putting the finishing touches on her modified environment suit. An immense, scarred, and rather profoundly ugly dog of a sort of German shepherd, boxer, hyena mix dozes on the floor. The door's open, though, and the Flop isn't a private place. Any inquiry makes the chick with all the guns and the big dog pretty easy to find.]