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Rosa chuckled at her fellow pilot, Kess' assertion. "I think you're right about this, but just to make it interesting; I bet you a bottle of the good stuff that you're not." she followed this with a provocative raising of eyebrows and a smirk. "You taking the bet?" While the lot of them were...

"Will do." Rosa assured Kess with a smirk, hefting the pack with the ease of an infantryman, rather than a pilot, before heading deeper into the ship. Of course she took the measure of everyone she met, exchanging quick gestures of greeting here and there, letting her presence linger in their...

Rosa snorted. "If they clear leather, it will certainly be." before nimbly hooking her canteen onto her webbing and shifting it back. "Will be counting on ya to guard my back when that time comes." she'd nod, and fall in with the movers and shakers. Her pack was... surprisingly large, or perhaps...

Next to the gigantic dragon-lady, at a respectable distance for escaping random swipes of that tail, stood someone a whole two heads shorter. At a whopping 5'4", a certain blue-eyed joystick-jockey was busy totally not sizing up the people around her. She was leisurely sipping from a canteen...