<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/11/KnaveofHearts.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>:<strong>Knave of Hearts</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1Sa1LhfM0YDv3PrCHu3q8l6vDCNrNLA75rIcMRgHFPTo/edit)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Bridge of the Lucky Magpie<br/><strong>Date/Time</strong>: Day 3, Late Afternoon<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Open<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: A pair of chocolate brown trousers, a matching skimpy wrap-top in dancing girl style beneath a crop jacket.  Her bandoleer was slung across her hips like a belt, with a heavy blaster suspended from it in a hip holster and a stun baton through a ring.<br/><strong>Important Equipment:</strong>Heavy Blaster and Stun Baton (Obvious).  Holdout blaster and dagger (Concealed)  Bandoleer and Data Pad, Basic.<br/><hr/><br/>Knave had been quite pleased when Dari agreed to play cards with her.  “We need things to wager,” she explained, splitting a bag of butterscotch candies between the two of them for their stakes.  The twi'lek chatted amicably as she fleeced the zabrack girl for all the sweets she had, softening her losses with jokes and anecdotes.<br/><br/>After Dari conceded, Knave wadded some of the candies into a napkin and tossed them too her.  “Thanks for the game, Dari.  Maybe next time we play for clothes?”  She unwrapped a butterscotch, tossed it into the air, and caught it between her lips.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2015-08-31 02:50:49, Knave of Hearts (uid: 16) rolls: 1d20a11 Result: 21 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=79677) <br/></div></div><br/><div align="center">*   *   *</div><br/>Knave entered the bridge a few moments behind Kooth.  She paused and smiled softly as she watched the intimate moment pass between the soldier and the pilot.<br/><br/>The mission wouldn't let her respect their intimacy long, though.  Knave quickly slipped around them and sat in the copilot's chair.  From there she started thumbing through sensor readouts.  She only used the passive sensors, not wanting to make the patrol ship antsy by pinging them with any number of particles-waves she only half understood, but she was hopping that she was savvy enough to catch any variations from the standard model on that ship with passive sensors.  She added anything interesting she found too a coded log.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2015-08-31 02:51:15, Knave of Hearts (uid: 16) rolls: 1d20a9 Result: 11 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=79678) </div></div><br/><div align="center">*   *   *</div><br/>Knave glanced over the tie fighters with the passive sensors as well.   “Routine search?” she pondered, “or are those two taking off about to get into some trouble?”<br/><br/>Once they landed, she tried her meager computer skills at sending a basic quarry to the space port's computer, requesting tourist information and a listing of local regulations.  She also bent low for a moment to make sure that the hold out blaster in her right boot was concealed.  She adjusted her boot knife—a tool legal to carry even on most inner rim worlds—so that it was obvious, not wanting to draw attention to her holdout blaster by hiding something that didn't need to be hidden.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2015-08-31 03:03:09, Knave of Hearts (uid: 16) rolls: 1d20a11 Result: 26 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=79679)<br/></div></div>