<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/0c/91/5c/0c915c2e48f93b6954956c6d650741b2.jpg)</div>Neesarozul (https://swsheets.com/c/uxee8qbvn-neesarozul)<br/><br/><strong>Wound:</strong>0/12  -<strong>Strain:</strong>0/12  -<strong>Soak:</strong>3  -<strong>Morality:</strong>50  -<strong>Conflict:</strong>0 -<strong>Destiny:</strong>4 dark 3 light<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hangar<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>all<br/><strong>Action:</strong>Charm check for Gammorrean<br/><strong>Roll - TBD<br/></strong><hr/><br/>The whites of her eyes showed when the pupils rolled back in exaggerated annoyance of speaking with the Gammorreans.  She had tried to be nice with one and rebuffed.  Such a streak of charity and understanding was nearing its end especially with the knowledge the pair had little problem gang raping her when the shift of power was in their favor.  Still the usefulness was there and when her face turned toward the Gammorrean with two working arms, she wore a smile on her face.<br/><br/>Long legs slipped to either side of the bulky frame before she bent her knees to come down slowly.  At the hip she bent so that her chest rested down against the confines of her top.  There was an elegance to even this simple gesture as if she were partaking in some dance that only she knew or could hear the beat toward.  Lekku fell forward and she swept them back and then touched her finger to his face.<br/><br/>“How about we evaluate your employment now.  Stay here and you might survive the pirate attack, but you won’t survive your employer.  Come with us and make sure we get out of this mess, your odds of living are greatly increased.  Who knows, there might even be just a little something else in this for you when all is said and done.”<br/>