<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/A3sqKMz.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Miria Lannik<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Ord Mantell, orbit,<em>Expedient Devil</em><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong><br/><strong>Defense:</strong>0/0<strong>Soak:</strong>3<strong>Wounds:</strong>0<strong>Strain:</strong>0<br/><strong>Injuries:</strong>-<br/><hr/><br/>The chair in front of the navigation station groaned when Miria sat in it, and tilted slightly. She jerked, startled, but managed to stay in the seat. "You got it," she said with a chuckle. Surely there was no way that the Twi'lek was being serious about how she arrived here. Her fingers moved across the keypad in fits and starts, her thoughts divided between figuring out an unfamiliar system and half-remembered astrogation courses back in school. She'd been good at it back then. She pulled up a quick search on the nearest inhabited systems, and set the computer to work getting them exit vectors.<br/><br/>"Okay, it's worki-" She turned around and jumped back in surprise, her hands automatically raising up away from her body. "What? Who? I don't even know who you're talking about!" Miria stammered. Was this a nightmare? This day just kept getting worse and worse! As her heart pounded, she realized that she'd been speaking over the top of the Human, and he was still talking. "What? What are you talking about? The<em>Force?</em>" And now a religious fanatic?<br/><br/>"Maybe we can just, you know, we'll get safely to wherever we decide to go, and then all just go our own separate ways, right? No asking questions, no prying into anybody's past, no getting chummy? Just not getting arrested together for a little while?" She had an uncomfortable feeling that suggestion was going to wind up getting shot down one way or another.