<div class="floatleft">(http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2012/274/7/3/red_twi__lek_by_iiriva-d5gfwgv.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Anya Idrall<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Tava City, Hoop Barn Cantina<br/><strong>Date/Time</strong>: Day 3, late afternoon<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Everyone<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: Black headdress, single fingerless glove, flight suit with black top and panties underneath<br/><strong>Important Equipment:</strong>Utility belt with stuff, datapad, pistol in holster<br/><hr/><br/>Anya finally brought herself to eat the dish her friend ordered while listening to Konnar's story.<br/>"You're a practical people out here, I can get that. I'm not much on agriculture but I'm a bit of a tinker myself, worked with machinery a lot before taking to flight. Heck, I bet I could fix up some of that junk you have back there if only I can figure out what its meant to do." she said, attempting a small joke to lighten the serious conversation.<br/>"At any rate, what about the Vandorian government and its relation to the Empire? Or the people living on their worlds? I heard the government rules its worlds under... supervision only?"