<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/08/MirtaGev-ERC.jpg)</div><strong>Linzi Madaline</strong>(http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=679679)<br/><br/>Linzi was in dress uniform for the occasion.  She could have gotten away with the far less dressing-intensive unisex suit and tie, but had instead chosen an ensemble with short skirt, pantyhose, and heels.  The blouse and jacket were neatly pressed and well fitted to a body who's hard muscles only emphasized her feminine curves.  Pins on her lapels showed--to those who knew how to read them--not only her rank and unit, but a surprising array of certifications, three active tours, a purple heart and a commendation for uncommon valor.     The way Linzi arranged her hair—into a particularly bouncy pony tail—managed to serve as a subtle reminder of her youth.<br/><br/>The raven haired girl stepped up to the sleek blue twi'lek, offering an honest smile and a handshake.  From the brightness in her eyes, to the bounce in her step, to the radiance she offered to the Force, everything about Linzi radiated good cheer, honest passion, and assertiveness.  “It's a pleasure to meet you, Master S'jet.  I look forwards to working with you all, and want you to know I'm very grateful that you've volunteered.”<br/><br/>After receiving the Jedi knight’s reply, the young soldier looked around to the others, matching them with what she'd been able to get from their profiles.  Her eyes fell upon a man about her age.  She smiled a little as her eyes rose to meet the young man's eyes.  He stood almost a head taller than she, and the robes couldn't fully hide what she took for a powerful frame.  “You must be Kailen Feszler?  I've read all your dossiers—what little we have.  Are you Hana Fezler's son, Master Feszler?  I studded combat piloting under her at the academy.  She's a brilliant woman--only teacher there who knew how to teach someone with my background."