Spectre was at the meeting, in a suit and tie and surrounded by armed guards. They followed him as he stepped up to Mara.
"You've been doing good?"
His face was closely shaved, smooth and soft.
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She gives him a weary smirk, "I thought those damn bastards had me for a second. I was only in the Rift for 33 hours, but every moment was hell. I don't know how some of those inmates survived the entire trip."
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"As am I." He smiles in return. "It's good to have you back. I assume you're not going on either of those missions?"
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She pulls up her sleeves, revealing large lacerations that will scar badly when they recover. "I just came out of bacta treatment for this. I'm probably due back there, but I don't mind the pain. Doesn't mean I'm ready to go back in the field anytime soon, but I'm at least able to walk around."
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He nods. "I understand. Don't push yourself and listen to the doctors, alright?"
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She laughs, "I won't be too much of a bitch, if that's what you're asking. I'll see you around Spec."
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"See you later, Mara." Dan walks away towards the weapons kiosk, the guards staying close to him.