Name: Girias 'Cookie' Bomban<br/>Occupation: Grunt<br/>Location: Outside the Ship,<br/>Tagged: Elfie, Keri, Strikers, Sandy, Any<br/><br/>He had a bad feeling about everything, and he knew that they were on a possibly hostile planet. When he looked, he saw in every single striker a possible enemy. Especially under the cover of dark. He was thinking about possible manners to brighten the situation. Literally.<br/><br/>He turned to the pilot and walked over to her, closed his in on her and whispered something in her ear, trying to make sure nobody else heard him and got possible agitated over his words. Though, because he came a bit too close, his lips brush her ear and his hot breath fills it.<br/><br/>"Trouble is brewing, pilot. This darkness is horrible for us, since we have no idea what is coming, who is possibly going to turn on us, when they're going to try and do something or if they're carrying weapons. I need you to quit ladling out food  for now, and turn on The Line's headlights to shed some light on things. I'm going to turn on the lights in the open loading dock, but we need more light than that. Understand?"<br/><br/>When he was done whispering, he held his hand on the handle of his weapon and walked back to the loading dock, trying to always keep an eye on the people. When he reached the control panel he tapped a few buttons to turn on all the lights, and not just the bare necessity. He knew the captain only used a minimum of lights to save up on power, and thus money, but in this case it was necessary.