<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/db/TwilekF110.jpg)</div><strong>Knave of Hearts</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1Sa1LhfM0YDv3PrCHu3q8l6vDCNrNLA75rIcMRgHFPTo/edit)<br/><br/>Finding that they had a couple of days to cool their heals on the station, Knave of Hearts determined not to waist the time.<br/><br/>She got to know merchants passing through, bark keepers, dock workers, and--if possible--anoyone around with some poltical or financial pull.  She socialzied, offering cheerful smiles, light flirations, juicy gossip, and--most effecively in her experience--a sincere ear to other people's stories even when she'd allready heard them a hundred times over.  While they socialized, she challenged everyone she could to small stakes games of sabbac and the like.  She liked to turn a profit at these if she could.  She knew a friendly smile in a pretty face would get her forgiven for winning far more often than she lost.<br/><br/>When they were called to the meeting, Knave came it at a brisk pace.  She wasn't wearing much.  A pair of chocolate brown trousers, a matching skimpy wrap-top in dancing girl style beneath a crop jacket.  Her bandoleer was slung across her hips like a belt, with a heavy blaster suspended from it in a hip holster and a stun baton through a ring.  Those with particularly keen eyes--or who just knew her--might have noticed the knife in one boot and the hold out blaster carefully strapped to her back benath the crop jacket.<br/><br/>Knave sat next to Anya--two parts sensual affection for her rosey skinned captain, one part gaurdian sand-panther.  She studdied all those to enter with languidly curious eyes that only hinted at the discerning inteligence, sizing them up, noting their weapons, their tools, their cleaniness, fashion sense, and aparent signs of national and brand loyalty.<br/><br/>At the begining of the briefing, Knave straightened up, hands on her knees, and leaned forwards attentively.<br/><br/>The ruitan girl rested a hand over her lethan friend's and spoke soothingly, "I think they're more interested in our finding that information out than in anything else."  She looked up at the two officers, "Or did I read you wrong?"