Character Sheets (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=114325.0)<br/>OOC (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=114326.0)<br/><br/>Thrall, Outwards Appearance (http://forums.civfanatics.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=244078&stc=1&d=1266965160)<br/><br/>Omega docks, 1950 hours. Sera'Zarda slipped her tall, slender form on board the ship in docking bay E94, named<em>Thrall</em>. It was a bit late, she knew. She had expected to be on board 20 minutes ago. Unfortunately, she had been delayed. Resting against a wall, she pressed a hand to her black environment suit's chest, catching her breath. She had made it in one piece and uninjured...barely. Looking at her omni-tool, she straightened up, walking to the comm room, where the group always met when parting with sensitive information. And the information she had was quite sensitive indeed.<br/><br/>Pressing a button, she closed her eyes, waiting for her breath to steady. Marathon runner, she was not. She was the ship's engineer, after all. No need to run in the engine room. Once her breath was calm, she spoke in her surprisingly deep voice. "Anyone else on the ship? I've got some sensitive information, and discussing it is a matter of some urgency. You know the place to get the information." Depressing the button, she crossed her arms under her breasts and waited. She was nervous. Not a usual feeling for her, but this time, there was a reason for it. Not the least of which were credit issues. Well, more like lack of credit issues. It had been two Earth months since their last mission, and the credits from that mission, while generous, were starting to get thin. They needed a new job more than anything. But this...this was more than just a new job.