Name: Laeli (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2273194)<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/vvpMbdC.png)</div><br/>Location: In some shitty ship<br/>Time: Who knows<br/>Tagging: everyone<br/>Wounds 17/17, Strain 14/14 Defense 0, Soak 2 Morality 50, Destiny 5 Dark 2 Light<br/>Other: Need a new approach<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Laeli shook her head.<strong>"Nothing ever really brings back the ones we've lost, does it? All we can do is hope our actions honor their memory."</strong>She said, a twinge of sadness in her voice.<strong>"I'm not sure how many are left on the ship, maybe Jolyn ca-"</strong>She stopped as she turned towards Jolyn, noticing that Ejay was now kneeling in front of the newcomer. A lightsaber was in her hands, and Dala and Jolyn appeared (well, Dala at least) be exchanging knowing looks. Laeli felt herself tense up at the lightsaber and the fact that Jolyn apparently know this woman. She slid one hand up her left sleeve, ready to draw her own blade if needed.<br/><br/><strong>"Well this is rather awkward now. Jolyn, do you want to explain here or should we talk privately?"</strong>Laeli said with an inquisitive tone, trying not to let the alarm show in her voice. She noticed Haykriss's quick look at the metal tube and a look away and sighed.<strong>"That's not what you think it is. I think the sooner we can all talk the better. Jolyn, you said there are slavers still alive? Ejay, would you like assistance in subduing them? In return maybe you can make sure we have supplies and a writ of passage through the area."</strong>