<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<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>No One In Particular<br/><strong>Mentioned:</strong>No one specific<br/><strong>Actions (Combat only)</strong>:Listening and Thinking<br/><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong>Not this time<br/><br/>In the stories, the scrappy underdogs always won, eventually. It was nice to believe that. The more Lur saw of the war, the less he believed in the old stories. He certainly didn’t believe the Rebellion was doomed, but it was far from certain that they’d prevail.<br/><br/>Their last fight had been a victory in that they survived their fighting retreat. It had been closer than he’d have preferred, but the universe in general, and combat in particular, was indifferent to his likes and dislikes. And they had barely cooled the engines and refueled before being called to the next mission.<br/><br/>He was excited when he saw the holo of the ship. He’d never taught history at the university, but he’d always been interested, and had looked closer at military history since joining the Rebellion. HE knew of this ship, but not much. There was so much to study and never enough time.<br/><br/>Fin’s question pained him. They could learn so much from this vessel, and it was, of course, of great historical importance. On the other hand, if there was anything to be learned, to be gained, they couldn’t let it fall into the Imps’ hands. Lur was conflicted enough that he didn’t feel like he had anything to add, so he sat and waited for orders. He’d do what he was told. He hoped they could save the ship, for many reasons. But he understood the importance of possibly destroying it.<br/><br/><br/>