<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/wT9WdJX.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Dari Nommev (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=271819)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Indellian system, New Republic repair & supply ship Indata,<em>The Lucky Magpie</em><br/><strong>Date/Time</strong>: Day 1, afternoon<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Everyone<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: Gray trousers, a dark red shirt with long sleeves, a utility belt, and knee-length black boots. A backpack is slung over one shoulder.<br/><strong>Important Equipment:</strong>DL-22 blaster pistol (http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/DL-22_blaster_pistol) in hip holster, A280 blaster rifle (http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/A280_blaster_rifle) slung over her shoulder.<br/><hr/><br/>Dari made her way to the ship they'd be traveling on, slightly behind the others, since she had to change out of her uniform first. Her old non-working clothes were more comfortable, anyway.<em>Hopefully I didn't make them wait too long.</em>She was fairly certain that there were some checks and such to be made before takeoff anyway, but she could count the number of times she'd traveled on a small ship like the<em>Magpie</em>one the fingers of one hand.<br/><br/>Arriving at the ship, she allowed herself to be guided to the lounge, where she quietly listened to the captain's rules for her ship. She gave the seat a dubious look after the news about the vomit, but it looked clean, so she settled her backpack against the floor in front of it, and sat herself down, legs in front of the pack, and leaned her rifle against the seat next to her legs. Once the crew were ready, she could stow it in a locker, but for now it would be fine here.<br/><br/>Some sort of checkered table occupied the space in front of the lounge, so she leaned forward, resting her forearms against it, while she gave a look around the interior of the ship. "This should be interesting," she remarked to nobody in particular. "I've never spent this long aboard a ship."