<div class="floatleft">(http://th02.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/f/2013/169/3/6/bubba_jett_by_hokunin-d69jnn5.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Jengar the Survivalist<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Personal Room-Defendarius<br/><br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Open<br/><br/><strong>Warning:</strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/>0500 and Jengar was already stepping out of the shower.  He had already bathed and freshened himself up to be presentable, not that anyone ever saw Jengar's face...By 0600 Jengar was walking down the docking bay, his mandalorian armor softly clanked but never seemed to restrict Jegar's movements as his armor was like that of a second skin. The doors to the room next to the docking bay slid open and the smell of caff hit Jengar hard. He didn't drink the substance, feeling it led to mild dehydration and that was the last thing Jengar wanted.<br/><br/>Slowly Jengar hoisted his assault rifle up over his shoulder by the strap and headed into the room, it didn't take long for him to find a seat. The droid, C5-6R4 greeted the Mandalorian but Jengar simply narrowed his eyes behind his visor and remained silent. He had already eaten but kept the food meant for him close by, if someone else wanted it they could have it but Jengar liked knowing the option to eat was there. "What is your purpose droid?" He asked to simply pass time while he waited for the others to arrive.