[Chloe was talking to herself as she looked down at the MID device and eyed the uniform that was given to her. She's not entirely sure what she thought of all of this. It's not something she was really too keen on, but who was? She figured everyone here must've had the same feelings when they came aboard.
She holds up the uniform and eyes it some more.]
Not even my color. I guess there are some things even I can't make look good.
[Chloe is only joking, of course. She could make a burlap sack look good.]
Cromia Museum:
[There are some fascinating pieces on display from across the universe, and being the type who likes such things, Chloe naturally found herself wandering the museum halls. She’s a striking looking woman, some would say, tall at 5’9” with long dark hair pulled back into a ponytail and bronze skinned. The type of woman that breathes confidence and is used to getting what she wants.
One thing that took her interest in particular is a display of trinkets that appear to be made out of gold, or the closest thing to it they have out in space. Goodness, they are pretty. Oh so pretty.
That look on her face is the kind that says, I like that pretty thing and if I’m feeling bold enough, and I’m damn bold, I might take that pretty thing.
She just got here. Is it too early to cause an inter-stellar incident? Can someone point her to the nearest Earth-embassy? She might need to seek immunity later on if her line of thinking goes uninterrupted.
Chloe Frazer | Uncharted | OPEN!
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[Chloe was talking to herself as she looked down at the MID device and eyed the uniform that was given to her. She's not entirely sure what she thought of all of this. It's not something she was really too keen on, but who was? She figured everyone here must've had the same feelings when they came aboard.
She holds up the uniform and eyes it some more.]
Not even my color. I guess there are some things even I can't make look good.
[Chloe is only joking, of course. She could make a burlap sack look good.]
Cromia Museum:
[There are some fascinating pieces on display from across the universe, and being the type who likes such things, Chloe naturally found herself wandering the museum halls. She’s a striking looking woman, some would say, tall at 5’9” with long dark hair pulled back into a ponytail and bronze skinned. The type of woman that breathes confidence and is used to getting what she wants.
One thing that took her interest in particular is a display of trinkets that appear to be made out of gold, or the closest thing to it they have out in space. Goodness, they are pretty. Oh so pretty.
That look on her face is the kind that says, I like that pretty thing and if I’m feeling bold enough, and I’m damn bold, I might take that pretty thing.
She just got here. Is it too early to cause an inter-stellar incident? Can someone point her to the nearest Earth-embassy? She might need to seek immunity later on if her line of thinking goes uninterrupted.
Please do interrupt her.]