Snippet #1629977

"I'm careful enough." Hadley gave Brihan a smug little smile, flicking a stray piece of hair back over her shoulder with the rest of the blonde waves before turning her attention to the boys at the table; namely Xy, of course. "Mind if I tag along? I can bring an air mattress." Her smile widened, showing off impossibly white teeth. "We could turn it into a little party to lighten the mood some. Seems like most of us could need it after tonight's big news." She spoke the last few words in kind of a teasing way, obviously not nearly as concerned as the others were about the consequences of the upcoming attack. She didn't roll with the Armada on most occasions, so she had no plans on participating. Her powers weren't of any use in direct combat, anyway.

She picked up the pitcher of beer and topped off her glass again, attention once more drifting away from her acquaintances at the table. Their main topic of conversation wasn't really something she could add to. Her gaze drifted to the televisions near the main bar counter as she absentmindedly began nibbling on one of the wings she'd ordered (seemed like no one else was planning on eating them) and became distracted by whatever sport was currently playing, leaving it up to the others to decide their plans.