<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/0Sj9Y4C.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Melva<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Scarlet Mistress, bunks<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Others<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Wearing armored clothing, blaster worn on hip.<br/><strong>Wounds: </strong>0/16<strong>Strain: </strong>0/12<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Taking stock, securing the ship<br/><hr/><br/>Melva listened to the Captain's 'safety brief' and nodded.<strong>"Easiest shipboard briefing I've ever listened to."</strong><br/><br/>Once everyone was sent to the four winds and left to claim their sleeping facilities, she looked over the bunk rooms and then sorted herself out on one of the empty ones.  She squared her equipment away as compactly as possible, before stepping out to look around.  She didn't want to really bar anyone from coming in, but she didn't want to get cozy before the ship was underway and the mission briefing was given.  So she made her way out into the hall and did her best to be casual.<br/><br/>That was hard.  This was one of the last moments where this job could turn out to be a mistake.  It was also the first indication she would get as to whether the job would be exciting.  She disobey or turn down the credits if the job was routine, of course...<br/><br/>However, she would have to double up on her training regime if this turned out to be a blue milk run.