<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f2/be/78/f2be7848ac901df8906d56b40283be62.jpg)</div>In the dimly lit cargo hold, in the middle of the newly assembled group of field operatives, there stood a tall, slender and weird lethan twi'lek. The fact that she was a rare, red-skinned twi'lek wasn't weird by itself. Her look, however was... unusual, to say the least; on one hand she wore sturdy boots, dark, slightly baggy pants and a utility belt with a blaster pistol in a holster - typical spacer outfit that could be seen in many cantinas throughout the galaxy. On the other hand, she wore a thin, clingy tank top of the same color that exposed her midriff and perfectly outlined her sizeable breasts. Her shoulders and neck was bare, but her arms were covered by gauntlets, that were more akin to very long gloves really, clearly armored. But the most unique of her features were flowing black tattoos that formed eye-catching, almost hypnotic patterns, visible everywhere the twi'lek had exposed skin, be it her belly, shoulders or her lekku.<br/>But the weirdest of all, the twi'lek was grinning, looking obviously excited, despite the grim tone of the holographic projection.<br/><br/>Lyn hasn't been so excited ever since she first arrived to Corruscant. Only when she arrived at the planet-sized city, did she realize how much excitement was she missing at her home planet. No more boring meditations, no more boring lectures about morality. Just having fun, new experiences and making friends! She had plenty of credits to spend - the monks at her home planet were generous and couldn't let their student go out to the galaxy without adequate means, and besides, what did they have to spend on, really? Buy more bead necklaces for meditation?<br/>Shortly after she arrived to Corruscant, curious Lyn couldn't help but try and participate in all kinds of Corruscant's night life.<br/>She went out to the numerous night-clubs of the upper levels each day, learning to dance fast, which came naturally to her, thanks to her martial arts training. It was practically the same thing - dancing and fighting, with one small exception. Dancers didn't need to hurt their enemies. Dancers were... weaving complex pictures moving together with their partners, they displayed their thoughts and emotions through movement. It was beautiful, it was art in its purest form.<br/>She ate good food, tried all sorts of wines, went to art galleries and museums. There was so much to see, so much to experience that Lyn almost forgot the real reason she decided to leave those who became her family. To find the Jedi and learn about them. To gain their trust and make peace between them and the Followers of Palawa.<br/><br/>It all changed when she was walking to the speeder taxi station from yet another evening she spent in a night club. From one of the alleyways she heard sounds of fighting, which soon turned into sounds of struggling. Instinctively feeling that something was wrong, she rushed to help, only to see a dozen of sentients of different species assaulting an older man, human with greying hair and drooping mustache. The older man was neatly dressed, neatly shaved and had a tidy short haircut while his assailants looked like ruffians. Without thinking twice, Lyn rushed to help, in a few minutes dropping the criminals with swift and powerful blows, breaking bones, shattering ribs and even killing one of them with a strong punch to the throat.<br/>After the bandits were down, the grateful man who was working for Republic Intelligence was impressed. So impressed he was that after a few days he contacted her and made her an offer she couldn't refuse. She was going to work with a Jedi! She was going to help the citizens of the Republic to stay safe, she was going to do all sorts of exciting things she never did before! Lyn couldn't resist to such a temptation, of course.<br/><br/>Now, as she listened to her first briefing, she was so excited she could barely contain herself. They were going to adventure, they were going to explore unknown stars and remote space stations, full of criminals, thugs and lowlife! And there will be pirates as well?! It was too good to be true. When she was little, the old stories about noble and villainous pirates told by the monks had captured her imagination. And she was going to have a chance and see real-life pirate? How awesome was that?!<br/><br/>When their... handler finished speaking, Lyn frowned, trying to think of a good question. She felt she had to ask questions, that is what good operatives did, isn't it? As she thought of a good question, she brightened.<br/>"Ummm... what is a contraband?" she asked, then looked around at the others, to see maybe one of her new friends knew..