Name: Kris Palmer (http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lutcsrQ9iG1qbhmlvo1_500.jpg)<br/>Occupation: Technician<br/>Location: Shuttle Gamma<br/>Tagged: Kiran, Open<br/><hr/><br/>"Kiran it is, then," she replied shortly after the introduction, attempting to meet his gaze through the reflective helmet with little luck, but she supposed there was plenty of time for that later. "Sounds like we should get going. I'm sure I'll see you 'round." Touching her pointer and middle finger to her temple, Kris flicked it in a playful salute before maneuvering her way out of the airlock and finally boarding the ship. Following the lead of several other of the crew, the blonde headed for the dormitory, where upon inspection, many of the others were already settled down and making introductions.<br/><br/>Upon finding her own quarters, Kris paused in the doorway, noticing two of the men standing outside the doorframe of a couple of the rooms. One was Andrew, the ships designer, and the other Nicholai, one of the guards. With a smirk to herself, she tossed her duffel in the direction of her bed, not bothering to yet unpack beside the tablet that contained the file of all the paperwork she'd been given. It would probably be convenient to have handy at their first official briefing.<br/><br/>Tucking the tablet between her thighs momentarily, however, Kris gathered her long blonde hair up in a low ponytail at the back of her head, flicking back a piece of her bangs that had fallen loose with a slight grimace of annoyance. She had been tempted to just hack it off before the departure, but her mother had begged her not to. Why? Kris didn't even begin to understand her mother's attachment to her hair, but to avoid further upsetting her mother, she'd agreed not to. She guessed it was some form of preservation.<br/>