<strong>Name</strong>: Mila Tuvale<br/><strong>Species</strong>:  Twilek<br/><strong>Gender</strong>:  Female<br/><strong>Career</strong>:   Spy<br/><hr/>"I also have one." Mila waved a hand into the air from where she sat.  Though her tone was respectful, she leaned back in her chair without any particular care in the world.  "Do we have any blank IDs I can fix up to get people inside the casino, just in case they have to pass a scanner or a bouncer?   Even if we're just going to shoot and smash up the place, the closer we start to our objective, the better we are."<br/><br/>Even if they were going to do this loud, it would be great to have people start inside of the operations area.  That was one thing that Mila had learned before she had gotten into her head before she joined this team: she who chooses where the fight takes place usually comes out on top.