<div class="floatleft">(http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2012/274/7/3/red_twi__lek_by_iiriva-d5gfwgv.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Anya Idrall<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Indellian system, New Republic repair & supply ship Indata, hangar & Lucky Magpie -> Hyperspace, Lucky Magpie Cockpit<br/><strong>Date/Time</strong>: Day 1, afternoon<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Everyone<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: Unzipped flight suit over black top and shorts<br/><strong>Important Equipment:</strong>Utility belt with stuff, datapad, pistol in holster<br/><hr/><br/>"Your bunks will come with a durasteel footlocker at the foot of your bunks each to store whatever you wish inside. The locks are programmable so you can seal them and leave 'em when you're not there. Since we have a mixed crew, lodging will need to be addressed among the four of you. We have a crew quarters and passanger quarters with enough space for everyone so it's more out of personal preference than need I guess."<br/>Anya stepped next to the wall panel close to the seating and pressed a button, that of the internal comm system.<br/>"If you need me or anyone, you're free to use the comm. Besides Captain, I'm also the system admin, chief engineer, pilot and owner of the Magpie. Now, I trust you have nothing that would draw attention to the ship or yourself, or endanger the mission? Illegal goods, unlicensed equipment or the like? If so I'll have to confiscate said items until we're on ground, or you can not tell me, in which case if anything's found I don't have to lie and it's all on you."<br/>The twi'lek started off to the cockpit on purpose, not expecting anyone to answer her last question.<br/><br/>Motioning for Kooth to take the copilot seat, she flipped a series of switches and the hum of the starting engines resonated through her entire body. Well most of it anyway. The zabrak wasn't a pilot or tech expert sure, but he wasn't dumb either. She needed someone to keep an eye on the displays and provide her with data while she was handling the ship itself. Hearts could handle takeoff and landing procedures over comm or take over the pilot if she ever needed to do other tasks, but she was more of the public face of the group.<br/>Anya signaled the Indata that she was ready to take off, and once the hangar was emptied, clearance came. By that time she ran a quick diagnostic of the most important systems, and after finding everything in working order, lifted the YT-1300 off, withdrew the landing gear and brought it smoothly out of the supply ship's hangar bay. She easily pulled up the relevant and updated astrogation data from the computer, somewhat grateful that she didn't need to calculate new hyperspace routes for an alternate approach.<br/><br/>The Magpie distanced herself from the rebel ships, turned and aligned with her new vector then as the hyperdrive screamed, a synthetic boom sound in the cockpit indicated the rapid speed increase and the stars outside turned into elongated blue lines. Then, the comfortable hum and glow of hyperspace surrounded them.<br/>"There we go. Coordinates locked, autopilot will keep us on course. Now it's just leaning back and relaxing... or rather, joining our new friends and get to know what they can do. And sleeping arrangements. Come on big guy, if you're aggressive enough, maybe you can get the same room as that iridonian chick back there hmm? Seems like the silent military type. The two of you should get along." she said the teasing jab with a big grin while watching the soldier, then locked the ship controls to head back to the meeting. "And after this we can make sure those<em>vehicle parts</em>we're carrying won't blow up the ship around us."<br/>