Tarin snuggled into her blankets and pillows, a smile plastered on her face. She was dreaming. Thinking of her old job, where she ran as a courier on an old dusty planet. It was a terrible job that had her running questionable products/packages to questionable people and creatures. She hated it. At least this was somewhat better. Though... not by terribly much. She frowned in her sleep. She was back in that dark pit again. Hands grabbing, poking and prodding. She groaned in her sleep. Everyone was crowding in and she could feel the panic set in again. She could feel the air get thick with heavy breathing and she cried out.<br/><br/>And that's when he had jumped in. Laying low the scum that had sought to use her, and probably kill her, as they weren't known for having many survivors. He'd taken her from the planet, and she'd been owed her life to him ever since. She relaxed again in her sleep. Now dreaming of the escapades she got up to with her crew mates. Disheveled red hair haloed her head, she had a leg wrapped around a pillow and she was happily snoozing.