<div class="floatleft">(http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2012/274/7/3/red_twi__lek_by_iiriva-d5gfwgv.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Anya Idrall<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Lucky Magpie Cockpit<br/><strong>Date/Time</strong>: Day 3, late afternoon<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Everyone<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: Black headdress, front tied black top, black panties, single fingerless glove, flight suit with the top half unzipped and sleeves tied around the waist<br/><strong>Important Equipment:</strong>Utility belt with stuff, datapad, pistol in holster<br/><hr/><br/><br/>The reason for Anya's lighter clothing was quite simple, at least to her. To others it might have seemed like a fashion choice, but whenever she took the Magpie down to an atmosphere, the twi'lek could feel her own skin heat up, like the ship was part of her own body. By the time Kooth and the others arrived and the man touched her on the shoulder, she felt almost feverishly hot due to her psychological reaction to taking her ship down.<br/><br/>She couldn't help but roll her eyes as everyone gladly volunteered to eating out together, when it was meant as a jab at the soldier exclusively. Guess that's how things'll be then, she thought as they headed towards the spaceport, not the most obvious route she noted.<br/>Either the guy at Control was still new at his job or with the message of a routine search the locals were either paranoid or suspected something.<br/>"A cargo scan I can understand, bullshitting for time maybe and now a search party now? Isn't this a wonderful day. If anything has anyone to hide, better do it now and do it well and without me knowing of course."<br/><br/>Noting how the other twi'lek was already fixing her gear and connecting to the local net, Anya decided she'd do so at a later time. Hearts was a smart girl and wouldn't make suspicious queries with her net access just yet. Their connection was likely monitored at this point, given their welcome so far. Her more, in-depth search and holonet surfing would come at a later time, and some distance from starport authorities.<br/><br/>"I have a bad feeling about this." she muttered to herself, the only idea that unsettled her more than leaving her ship was letting strangers in to dig around. Hopefully they could get this over with quickly.