<div class="floatleft">(http://s18.postimg.org/lakmwneux/Aoshiki_full_454564.jpg)</div><br/>As the conversing began, a feminine form stood in the back of the room. To the unknowing eye, it would seem that the woman keeping to herself was nothing more than ordinary woman. She seemed to be paying attention to the going-ons around her, yet she appeared at the same time to be staring at the floor with a stoic, almost forlorn look on her face. She'd stood there all the while, but did little to make her presence known. She had a certain aptitude for going unnoticed when she wished it so, and she hardly felt like being roped into the big meet-and-greet. She saw no reason to get to know any of these people, beyond tactical information, and that was something she could just as easily read from a datafile. When she did steal a glance up at the others, her violet eyes scanned their ranks one by one, systematically putting voices to faces and committing what they'd said about themselves to her memory banks.<br/><br/>Thali hadn't been much of a social butterfly since being dragged into this hole project. While there had been some promising signs that she'd be viewed as a member of the team, and not simply an assassin droid to be pointed at things they wanted dead, it didn't exactly change the circumstances by which she'd come to be here. The phrase 'reduced to scrap' was still fresh in her memory, for one thing. Beyond that, she wasn't entirely keen on the whole idea of working with others. She'd had a family once before, and that hadn't quite ended pleasantly for her, she wasn't really in the market for a new one.<br/><br/>She waited until the others present had all introduced themselves, before finally speaking up. "I'm Thali. I specialize in tasks requiring stealth, particularly assassination," she said, speaking of clandestine murder as casually as one would of the weather, before promptly returning to silence. She'd stated her tactical role to the group, and had little intention of sharing more.