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Safe in her quarters after a long mission, Rouge tends to live in her own little world, a feel she tried to recreate from her days as an international thief with money and a penthouse suite. From walking around her apartment with nothing but an oversized bathrobe that dragged behind her like a cape and a fine wine in one hand, to dancing around to the tunes on her huge sound system, she was living the high life back then. Now, even if the events of her life had humbled her, she still sometimes misses the old days and tries to relive them in small ways. After all, her room, her rules. A scruffy old bathrobe she found at a dump (some human high class political enemy of the Regime probably) and fixed up, a reasonable facsimile of wine from the food synthesizer in a salvaged champagne glass from a downed wreck of luxury sky cruiser and so on. It’s the little things XDD

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