<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/T646hbe.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Shassaa Til<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hangar, Cockpit<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Mentioned:</strong><br/><strong>Actions (Combat only)</strong>:<br/><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong>NA<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>Flight suit and adapted helmet<br/><br/>Shassaa looked around the hangar as the commander spoke. He was correct, there was no movement - even her acute Togruta senses, helped by the special organs in her montrals that allowed her to detect movements and changes in the air - could find nothing.<br/><br/>She briefly rose her hand to speak but didn't wait for the commander's permission to do so.<br/><br/>"I can look into the navicomputer's logs if we make it to the bridge or engineering. Maybe I can find out where this ship came from and where it's going. Or even plot a new course."<br/><br/>"Sir.", she added, repairing her own omission.<br/><br/>She wasn't certain how much the Rebel Alliance cared about military protocol, but she wasn't going to take the chance on her first mission. She had to make a good first impression. In her mind, at least.