<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>Sira Tajunu/Open<br/><br/><strong>Warning:</strong>None<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The Service Droid went to answer Jengar's question when the doors slid open again. A Twi'lek woman entered lugging with her a crate of cargo. Jengar almost felt like he had nothing in comparison, hell all he had was his backpack he didn't even bring a pillow. From behind his visor Jengar wathed Sira sit two seats away from him while leaving her cargo behind at the end of the table.<br/><br/>It wasn't heard to take in enough of her to see she was clearly a detective.<em>Nice Blaster.</em>He thought to himself and cracked a smile under his helmet. Of course a non- Mandalorian would need a cup of caff to start the day, Jengar didn't judge her on that but the thought of course worked it's way i his mind. "Jengar, SDC." The soldier replied.<br/><br/>He wasn't above making small talk but Jengar always thought that you could only do that if you were friends or if you were trying to get information out of someone, Jengar and Sira were neither.