<strong>Vasha</strong>(https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1E2Awk-_ZgpfHmPN0W8VF5aZQylthHhUb0QEyUZmt5tk/edit#gid=493073349).<br/><br/>Vasha murmured thoughtfully to herself when Tina introduced herself.  "Tinalia..." she muttered, "You've recorded something professionaly, haven't you?  I think I heard the DJ say your name last time I went dancing at Songspray and Laser Light?  Sorry, I haven't had much time for music until recently.  Most of the times my roomate dragged me to Songspray I was asleep on the dance floor.  I'm sure everyone thought I was drunk."<br/><br/>At the mention of Lashunta Ringwear.  "Wow.  You must be stronger than you look, Tina.  Ringwear is amazing armor, but when I tried it on for militia training I never could really move properly in it."<br/><br/>The raven haired girl started to feel a little bit small when the others spoke of their qualifications.  She finaly gave a soft grin, "I guess they want me along to keep you all in good health, then.  I got a few certification in my home militia as a teen--and I guess I'm a good shot with small arms--but I've spent the last few years too busy with medical school to keep up my training.  I'm not even a doctor.  There was some drama back home with a corperate takeover and my mother lost most of our money.  I was a year away from internship.  I have studdied first contact protocals and xenomedecine, though.  I know enough biochem to be a paramedic for any of you."