<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/0Sj9Y4C.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Melva<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Spit Shine Cantina<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Sassk, others in proximity<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Wearing armored clothing, blaster worn on hip.  Never knew strain and wounds counted upwards:  good to know.<br/><strong>Wounds: </strong>0/16<strong>Strain: </strong>0/12<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Patiently waiting<br/><hr/><br/><strong>"Yes,"</strong>she said when given a moment to answer, and then nodded after he explained the situation.<br/><br/>She smiles just a little as someone else arrives, but her voice stays at that same low, solemn level.<strong> "Hurry up and wait gets easier every time I try it.  I am Melva, and here's to buying a round for all of us when this is over."</strong><br/><br/>Taking the drink, she sips it slowly but deliberately, tasting the drink rather than rushing it.  She is a little relieved that someone both verifies that this person is who he says he is, and gets right to the point.  This is either a very well executed scam, or a legitimate job, and Sassk seemed pretty straightforward when he was the one doing the talking.<br/><br/>