Tamora shakes her head, "No time. She's not stupid, she won't fall for anything like that. I'm going to take a shot at her, on stun. If it knocks her out we'll have to move fast, get her aboard. If it misses and she sees me...well," she hesitates, thinking back to the threat that Ossanlin had made in the bar, and blanches slightly, "well, that's a risk I guess I'll have to take. Maybe she'll mix me up with Teresa or something. I don't know where my sister got an Imperial uniform from, but now that I'm armed it'll be hard to tell the difference."
Tamora hesitates, knowing that the moment is passing. She grips the Dracon tightly in her hand, not entirely confident that she can go through with it. Glancing at Cody for confirmation she raises her weapon and takes aim.
"I'll shoot as soon as you give me the okay," she says.