Name: Carys Suögan<br/>Species: Human<br/>Class: Smuggler<br/>Specialization: Scoundrel<br/>(https://i.imgur.com/Fn1lFK4.jpg)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">outfit</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.imgur.com/AwTpXQB.jpg)</div></div>Tagging: everyone<br/>Location: Lucky Bantha<br/><br/>Carys grimaced a little after The Captain's answer in the briefing.  So they were going in blind then, flying by the seat of their pants.  It's a good thing the seat of Carys' pants were not very big then, more maneuverability.<br/><br/>Carys almost lost it at that thought, and she only barely brought her hand up to her face to stop the snort at that idea, evading upsetting the briefing by the skin of her teeth.  She managed to behave herself for the rest of the briefing, but her head cycled with smaller and smaller assed outfits to wear in order to have "maximum tactical flight capability".<br/><br/><br/>After the briefing, she set about to collecting her gear for the op, cleaning and testing her blasters, stretching and doing a light workout, and otherwise prepping for what was probably going to be a nightmare of an op.  When the list of assets came through, she did her best to corral the other two women to talk about the potential of them in the briefing room.<br/><br/>Carys' looked at the other two women expectantly "are we going to split up and go after these assets alone, then come back together with the info and figure out the prison problem?" she asked expectantly. "or should we all go to each one together?"  I know I can probably handle the dockmaster, I have experience with these kinds of jokers.  But the barracks we may all want to go to, since it will be big and we will need to cover lots of land/people."<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>