<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/8f/8c3613edc2efe7d94aeb43f234ff3d0988a626ff_hq.jpg)</div><strong>Teslo Ran</strong>(https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2303053)<br/><br/><strong>Hit Points :</strong>74 / 74<br/><strong>Condition :</strong>0 (Healthy)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> Defenses</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Reflex :</strong> 21 (Flat Footed 20)<br/><strong>Fortitude :</strong> 20<br/><strong>Will :</strong> 16<br/></div></div><br/><strong>Noteworthy Features :</strong>Chocolate brown cloak with the hood down revealing a bald head, tan head, black horns, and zabrack traditional tattoos.  Young features, haunted eyes, full lips.  The cloak is fine and clean, with epulettes exaggerating the shoulders.  The broche is a copper and gold university seal.  Plain brown duffel bag.<br/><strong>Tag :</strong>For the kittens!<br/><hr/><br/>Teslo smiled softly, pleased this was working out.  "Nice décor."<br/><br/>The zabrak moved into cabin he'd been issued and smoothly stowed his kit.  He didn't close his door as he did.  Stepping back out, he nodded to the girl with the creepy eyes.  "Aria, right?  Need any help with your kit?"<br/><br/>He extended the offer to anyone else that seemed like they might appreciate it too.<br/><br/>When everyone was packed, Teslo added--still to anyone who cared to talk--"Before the war, I would have been ready right now to take a shower and relax with a computer.  So<em>very</em>ready for that.  Hack a vid game to change my avatar, then play a few rounds.<br/><br/>"The military broke me of that.  The idea that leisure is the lowest priority on my list is locked into my psyche.  If there's no one I can help, I'll go familiarize myself with the gunner stations."