<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/08/MirtaGev-ERC.jpg)</div><strong>Linzi Madaline</strong>(http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=679679)<br/><br/>Linzi worked quickly and consisely at her wrist computer as they spoke.  She wanted to offer reasuring smiles, but was too busy finding the right ways to record the information they shared about the force.  She did look up long enough to flash Jekin an aproving nod, "My uncle was the same way when he taught me to use a blaster--long before I joined the military.  He was serious about safety and respect.  Taught me to fight unarmed, too."<br/><br/>The raven haired girl grinned a little bit at the twi'lek's reaction to blasters.  It sounded right out of the movies--and was an attitude moviemakers had a lot of fun with.<br/><br/>"I don't want any of you to worry about what you can and can't do, okay?  From a military perspective, you're all specialists with a very rare and valuable expertise.  It's the startegists job to make sure you have what you need to make use of those skills.  That said, in the field, we all do what we can, when we can."<br/><br/>"As for my own certifications?" she shrugged, "I'm versatile.  I have basic certificiation for pistols, rifles, primitve weapons, and unarmed combat.  I can work computers and mechanics, and fly in combat.  My family run a cab company here on Coruscant, so I had a very versatile background.  Early last year, the Mandalrians hit the Republic embessasy on Balthazar Prime during a class two tropical storm.  I managed to fly med evac for Ambasador Klaitl after his office was bombed."<br/><br/>Linzi paused for a moment, trembling slightly.  She could remember the shuttle shaking all around her, and the paramedics back in the passanger compartment shouting at one another as cherry red plasma streaked all aroudn them.<em>"Strap in everyone," she had called through the com, voice so calm she'd barely recognized it.  "There's only one way out of here.  This is going to get bumpy."</em><br/><br/>She blinked as the insity of the memory receded.  "The mandos were counting on the storm to keep us grounded.  They couldn't maintain their blockade through the worst of it.  I couldn't get through their blockade, but managed to survive the storm long enough to break atmo..." she shrugged.  "I got some attnetion that way--and some really good training, and now here we are."