<div class="floatright">(http://vignette4.wikia.nocookie.net/star-wars-legends/images/4/49/Tresten_Agai'i.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20150224192708)</div>Satsu (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=857963) was grinning as she pulled the hood of her top up over her head to keep her as dry as possible, though the humidity was sure to get her wet in many other places. She sighed as she disembarked from the ship, her hand patting the blaster hilt on her hip as she mentally took inventory of her equipment. Her lightsaber was present, but broken up so it fit into two of her utility belt pouches. Anyone making her empty her belt, and looking them over would likely just think they were specialized tools.<br/><br/>Glancing around she frowned, her eyes narrowing as she reached out with the Force. She wasn't sure about that feeling she'd had, and she needed to make sure her own powers would still work properly. If they were to fail her she wasn't helpless, but she was hoping she could fall back on them if she had to. Her father had always told her:<br/><br/>"The true warrior, enters every arena with all their powers at the ready."<br/><br/>She had been lucky, she hadn't been placed into gladiator pits around the galaxy. But she'd also fought her fair share of others in unarmed fights. She was looking forward to the mission, intent on earning her credits.<br/><br/>"We should probably get moving, and stay together." she said, looking over her shoulder toward the boarding ramp. "We wouldn't want to split up unless we have to."