<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/1e/80/f2/1e80f2abe068fbf805c7d440c10c5089.jpg)</div><tt class="bbc_tt"><br/><strong>Name:Lyssiah Stormwhisper</strong>     <br/><strong>SP:</strong> 35/35      <strong>HP:</strong> 34/34      <strong>RP:</strong> 5/5<br/><strong>Weapon IN HAND: Laser pistol, Corona (2d4+2, Burn 1d4, 20 charges)</strong><br/><strong>Equipped Armour:Carbon Skin, Graphite (agility enhancer, mk 1) (with armor bonuses EAC: 16, KAC: 17)</strong><br/><strong>Carried Weapons:Survival knife (1d4+2 , Analog, operative), Semi-auto pistol, tactical (1d6+2)</strong><br/><br/><strong>Consumables:</strong><br/>medkit (basic), antitoxin (tier 1) (1), field ration (1), r2e (2), serum of healing mk  (2)<br/><strong>Additional Equipment:</strong> Backpack, Battery (6) (20 charges each), Computer (tier 3), Comm-unit (personal)<br/><strong>Spells/Abilities:</strong><br/>Trick Attack, Evasion, Holographic Distraction, Debilitating Trick<br/></tt><br/><br/><hr/>Words. Lyssiah was never good with words, especially when it wasn't directly related to professional matters. She always wondered how people even found topics to have a small talk about - do they think of topic lists beforehand? Do they discuss possible topics to discuss before engaging in idle banter or a friendly chatter? How do they find the right words without looking stupid? With Valerie, however, she didn't have time to think about that... she talked so much, and said so much silly things that Lyssiah could only respond. At first, she responded with minimum words needed to uphold the conversation, wishing Val would just shut up, but as time passed, to her surprise, Lyssiah became more and more amused. Usually, she disliked idle talk, especially during a mission, but this time, when Reva announced that the door was open and they need to see something, Lyssiah was almost sorry that they couldn't talk a bit longer.<br/>While walking down the slope towards the ship, she lingered a bit behind Valerie, looking around, making sure to cover her back if need be. Usually, she didn't give a damn about team members, but Valerie... she genuinely seemed to like her, and she was the only one so far Lyssiah could stomach talking with for more than a few days in row. Not to mention the fact Valerie kept her head cool in tight spots and could shoot better than most mercs Lyssiah knew. When not being silly, that is. Worth having around that one, she thought, entering the ship.<br/><br/>They reached Reva in no time.<strong>"By the gods, this thing is <em>ugly</em>!"</strong>exclaimed Lyssiah, looking over the Swarm member. So far, she has heard only horrible stories about the murderous sentient insects, but what she heard didn't do justice to how ugly they were.<br/>Hearing Val's musings about the cause of death made her chuckle softly, unable to help herself. Valerie was usually silly, but now she outdid herself! Laser-canon lobotomy?! Lyssiah smiled, imagining how it could've looked like. And then her expression darkened again, as she thought of the implications of a dead Swarm member being on the ship.<br/><strong>"Perhaps a more interesting question would be - why is this thing here? I mean, boarding a ship requires lots of effort, so it must have looked for <em>something important</em>... Why do I have the feeling our scaly friends are looking for that <em>something</em> as well?"<br/></strong>