<div class="floatleft">(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j58/hellrazoromega1/frontupload_zpslsf7v1hy.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>:<strong>Kylen Jan-Tharsis</strong>(http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=272710)<br/><strong>Location</strong>:<em> The Lucky Magpie</em>.<br/><strong>Date/Time</strong>: Day 3, Late afternoon<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Everyone<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: A simple but functional coverall in deep grays and greens, covered in an all-temperature cloak<br/><strong>Important Equipment:</strong>A medkit backpack and a blaster in a holster so new and unused it squeaks. (Her lightsaber is concealed behind her back under her cloak).<br/><hr/><br/>Kylen stepped up and seemed to stand a bit taller, this woman unlike the unobtrusive person she had appeared to be displayed the full confidence of someone used to speaking to and commanding a room.<br/>"I agree we should find our contact but we should be wary the disdain for non-humans was palpable from that crew. I know this goes without saying but I don't think any of us should operate alone. Let's head to our contact point and have a look around, if anyone gets an odd feeling about the situation or sees anything out of the ordinary speak up and we can re-access. I trust the instincts of the people assigned to this team and I have found that listening to them it the right course more often than not. I intend to go in with one other while the rest of you stay back so we can request assistance if need be, if we all go in together then we could find ourselves easily surrounded. Thoughts?" Kylen paused and looked around the room, looking directly into the eyes of each person in turn, she did so without challenge but rather interest.