<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/1e/80/f2/1e80f2abe068fbf805c7d440c10c5089.jpg)</div><tt class="bbc_tt"><br/><strong>Name:Lyssiah Stormwhisper</strong>     <br/><strong>SP:</strong> 35/35      <strong>HP:</strong> 34/34      <strong>RP:</strong> 5/5<br/><strong>Weapon IN HAND: Laser pistol, Corona (2d4+2, Burn 1d4, 20 charges)</strong><br/><strong>Equipped Armour:Carbon Skin, Graphite (agility enhancer, mk 1) (with armor bonuses EAC: 16, KAC: 17)</strong><br/><strong>Carried Weapons:Survival knife (1d4+2 , Analog, operative), Semi-auto pistol, tactical (1d6+2)</strong><br/><br/><strong>Consumables:</strong><br/>medkit (basic), antitoxin (tier 1) (1), field ration (1), r2e (2), serum of healing mk  (2)<br/><strong>Additional Equipment:</strong> Backpack, Battery (6) (20 charges each), Computer (tier 3), Comm-unit (personal)<br/><strong>Spells/Abilities:</strong><br/>Trick Attack, Evasion, Holographic Distraction, Debilitating Trick<br/></tt><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Feeling somewhat relieved that she didn't need to argue with her team about an approach strategy, Lyssiah positioned herself on the buggy so she could look around, especially in the direction of where they are going. One of the few advantages her elven heritage provided was her ability to see the general terrain details in the dim light of the stars, so Lyssiah was looking around for anything that stood out that could indicate camouflaged traps or mines that whoever occupied the derelict ship might have put in the way. If she and her team could read the map and plot a stealthy route, so could their opponents and considering that the moon was flat and didn't have many options for such a route, Lyssiah was almost sure they'd encounter either a mine field, an ambush or at least a camouflaged proximity warning sensor. At least, that is what her old smuggler crew had done on planetoids where they deployed temporary bases.<br/>A movement in the corner of her eye caught Lyssiah's attention as she methodically looked around, mentally dividing the area around them into sectors and spending roughly the same time looking at each direction. She gasped and cursed under her breath. Just what they needed, a scout craft.<br/>- "Uh.... Val, Reva..." - spoke up Lyssiah in the comm-unit headset. "..there is definitely someone is out there, I am seeing something small flying in a search pattern. I don't think they spotted us but they definitely know we are coming! Reva, did your drone detect any signals that didn't come from us or the ship that brought us here?"<br/>Wit that said, Lyssiah tucked her computer in her backpack, wore it on her back to be able to quickly jump out of the buggy if need be. Then, she checked the charge in her pistol and readied it. Reva's drone scouting should be enough to spot any ambushes, thought Lyssiah, but one can never be too careful.<br/><br/>