<strong>Name:</strong>Dala Jurin<br/><br/>Morality: 50<br/>Wounds: 0/13 - Strain: 0/13 - Soak: 2 - Defense: 3m/2r<br/>Defensive Training 1: Defensive Quality of Dala's Lightsaber +1 (noted above)<br/>Other:<br/><br/>Location: The Cockpit Section<br/>Content: Coming Down<br/>Time: Unknown<br/>Tag: Open<br/>Destiny: 3  Dark 4 Light<br/><br/>Roll Result:  None<br/><hr/><br/>Dala takes the blaster, checking its weight and keeping it pointed away from anyone.  How long had it been since she had cared to carry one of these?<br/><br/>Before she could come to an answer, Jolyn mentioned the comms.  Her mind races through the possibilities.  "Even if our dead friend didn't send a message, the people listening for his calls will notice when he doesn't report in, and I imagine the response will be swift."<br/><br/>She racks her brain.  "If he was just communicating by text, it might be possible to fake a 'all is calm' message and buy us some time.  Does that datapad have a transmitter?"