<div class="floatleft">(http://i483.photobucket.com/albums/rr199/James_Gavin/lady_ardana___updated_by_elfguy-d37ipgc_zpsih4rc8i2.jpg~original)</div><br/><strong>Gasrel N'Toth</strong><br/><br/>"We're pretty trustworthy," the Twi'lek suggested, draping herself over the back of the other apprentice's chairs, "And the kids love us."<br/><br/>She flopped back with a loud sigh, and began fumbling with her straps. This wasn't the most un-spaceworthy deathtrap she'd been flown in, but Gasrel could certainly understand the other padawan's nervousness. It was so much easier to stay frosty when you were the one in the pilot seat.<br/><br/>"Besides," she continued, once the restraints were properly locked, "you're forgetting just how damn charming we can be when we put our minds to it."<br/><br/>