<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/77/00/6c/77006c801d8ffa0356acf74b0b007aae.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Lur Galvan<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Briefing Room, bunk, tech storage, cantina/lounge<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>No One In Particular<br/><strong>Mentioned:</strong>Captain Jaxtona<br/><strong>Actions (Combat only)</strong>:Getting Ready<br/><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong>Not this time<br/><br/>Lur could be very focused sometimes, and he’d be horribly embarrassed later to learn he accidentally snubbed someone. He rushed off to finish up his preparations for the mission.   He had all his pads filled with the best slicing programs he could come up with for both the current era and the time when the Final Frontier had vanished.<br/><br/>When he finished with his computer work, he turned his attention to his fighter. The old Z-95 was battered, but everything was working as far as he could tell. He heard the captain’s warning and the sensor update about a lack of hostiles. That was some rare good news. “Teach, launching,” he reported in. He was ready to go see what the mystery ship held for them. Hopefully, they’d find something to fight the Empire with. Or a lot of somethings. For now, he hit the throttle and took off, marveling at the look of the old ship.  Whatever else it was, the Frontier was an impressive piece of classic engineering.<br/>