<div class="floatleft">(http://i60.tinypic.com/2a6330j.jpg)</div>Astrid (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=1125571)<br/>Fetchling Swashbuckler<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Astrid grinned at Mera's praise and grinned at Maud. She reloaded her spent round with a flourish, quite happy for her great marksmanship to be seen. She'd spent a lot of time working on figuring out how to hit people just right. Not that that bug was a people, er a person, but it was still alive and that's what counted. As for what Taria was asking her about, most of it went straight over her head. "Uhh, USS-what?"<br/><br/>She gave the girl a look, trying to figure out exactly what it was she meant, but never quite managed it. Instead Astrid just shook her head and took position next to the girl, "I don't.... You know what, whatever, I'm down with whatever it is you just said."<br/><br/>She was pretty sure about a couple of things thanks to those eyebrow motions, but the rest of it? Why did sweeping have to do with anything? "Hey, why woudl be need brooms to- whoa?!"<br/><br/>Astrid jumped back as the needle swarm shot at Taria, barely avoiding becoming a pincushion herself. "Ouch, those look nasty. You gonna be ok? I can, wait..."<br/><br/>She turned to Maud, eyes wide, "Licking things helps them heal? that makes everything so much easier!"