<div class="floatleft">(https://artignition.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/06/Pixeluna-Sexy-Cyberpunk.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Tania "Spank" Sandford<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Canteen, then landing pad<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Mentioned:</strong>Decius<br/><strong>Actions (Combat only)</strong>: None<br/><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong>None<br/><br/>Tania shrugged her shoulders at the compliment, she was used to it by now. Truth be told, she never found that her skills were anything special, she just learned how to make use of her best assets, and if that meant her charm and feminine figure, she had no issue whatsoever at using those as well as her fighting spirit.<br/><br/>When she saw Decius tense up after getting a call and start running off, she knew right away that something bad had to be going down, so she casually started heading to the landing pad behind him. Tania wasn't in a hurry however, since she didn't have much invested in the base, so trying to catch up or asking questions didn't even come to mind. That was really the story of her life, flying and fighting for her own reasons, never putting down roots anywhere. By the time the loud speakers announced the incoming enemies, she was already heading towards her prepared ship without a single look back.<br/><br/>Once next to her currently assigned vessel she paused near the ramp, running her sights over its exterior. Tania then commented mostly to herself in her usual laissez-faire tone. "Hmmm... I really wish we had a bigger budget for ships.. The imperials may be terrible shots, but at least they get all the latest toys. Oh well." People running around her and tables being overturned seemed in a completely different world compared with how calm and unphased she was.<br/>