<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/A3sqKMz.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Miria Lannik<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Unknown Planet, Hangar<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong><br/><strong>Defense:</strong><strong>Soak:</strong>3<strong>Wounds:</strong>0<strong>Strain:</strong>6<br/><strong>Injuries:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>"Thank you very much," Miria said, grateful that he'd been willing to give them the benefit of the doubt. Maybe they could even pitch in tomorrow, before having to leave. To storm a guarded camp. To storm an interdictor.<br/><br/>She shook her head again, and followed along to the food line. The food was unusual, the mushroom taste was familiar, but whatever else made it taste like dirt and feel like mush wasn't, but it didn't make her nauseous right away, and it filled her complaining stomach. She thanked the Bothan as she turned in her bowl, and headed to the infirmary.<br/><br/>She couldn't help but smile at the fix for the leg-less droid. Such patchwork repair jobs had been common back home, as well. "I think I've met your cousins," she said to the droid, as she sat on the bed nearest it.<br/><br/>She couldn't speak to the skill of the droid when it started, since she'd never really had any unplanned, unsupplied medical procedures before. She gasped as it started working, and grabbed the edge of the bed with her right hand, squeezing until her knuckles went white. She breathed in hisses, through gritted teeth, but held still for the droid, doing her best to keep her left arm relaxed somehow. After what felt like forever, it finally stopped. She had to admit now, the deep ache was gone, although it was still stiff. In its wake though, was a wave of tiredness, threatening to knock her over if she didn't just go on her own.<br/><br/>She wobbled on the bed, and shoved her coat onto the floor with her pack. She left her jumpsuit unzipped, to leave her shoulder uncovered, and turned over onto her stomach. She looked over with bleary eyes at Tina, on a nearby bed. "I can show you, you know. About repairs and stuff. I'm a-" she broke off for a long yawn, and continued quieter than before, "I'm a savager. Salvager. I scavenge tech and fix it and stuff." She got quieter as she spoke, and finished with another great yawn. She blinked twice, and fell asleep.