<strong>Name</strong>: Will Friez<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Outside ship, Low Port, Emape.<br/><strong>Time</strong>: Early Afternoon<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: All a'youse<br/><hr/><br/>"Smells like my old Scout ship stateroom after I knocked one out..." Will muttered under his breath as he pinched his nose to the scent of the air coming from the ship he somehow got involved in. He was a fairly average if somewhat toned man in his mid-thirties, dark haired and just as dark stubbled, never having touched an anti-aging remedy. He stood there looking over the ship just over his anti-laser-burn shades, a blade hanging off his belt next to a breather mask there and old-times hunting rifle slung over his back, otherwise appearing in what could be described as a spacey jump-suit type of overalls. In the midst of half checking out the two human women stood infront of him, one redhead and the other, well... She looked just like...<br/><br/>"Oh, I figured I recognised that perky ass... If I don't get to be flying this junker with pretty lil Max!" Will laughed, blunt as any other moisture-farm boy turned twitchy Scouts posty who'd taken some licks in his years. "Better for seeing you, doll snatch..." Will continued, "Ain't been long out of therapy. Last bit of work I've done with Scouts dealing with pirates after my mail... Figured I'd go freelance as I ain't getting any younger and I'm a bit too blue collar for that anagethic crap..." Will looked at the others and took in the redhead's introduction, "For those I ain't met yet, name's Will. Twas born on Penelope and I delivered mail for the Scouts. My talent is Astrogation. I otherwise know a lil about piloting, stabbing people who try to steal my shit and getting my hands greased up. If ya wanna know more, you're gonna have to find out by asking."<br/><br/>Giving a heavy pat to Max's back, Will walked past and strutted with high-tech looking mag-boots around the parked ship to get the ladder down from the main airlock to get up there, in an effort to check the main top level out after peering into the cargo bay. "Well, we could all stand here chin-wagging, though I wanna see what the bridge and engineering are like for starters. If we're all good, maybe we can figure out what we're gonna do with this musky lil beauty..." he drawled to the others, his muscles noticeably twitching in light spasm as he walked.