"Can do, sir," she said floating to her seat at the helm. She eyed the controls skeptically after having thrown herself into the chair. "Did you do something, captain? The stabilizers are feeling a tad off," she said gently rubbing the dashboard above her controls. She paused for a moment before...
Hannah hastily hobbled passed the others into the cockpit, pulling on a boot with one hand, a piece of fruit in the other, and a triangle of toast dangling from her mouth, with not even a nod towards the crew. She had made it her personal mission to try and avoid as much contact with other...
"Welcome aboard," Hannah snarled, narrowing her eyes as the man stepped up the ramp. She crossed the final name off of her list with an overwhelming sense of satisfaction. Lieutenant Commander, Lieutenant Commander she thought over and over again with a fulfilled smile. She watched the last few...
Hannah sees the final name upon her list. "Marcu... Tuain," she called out finally knowing that no one in the crowd will notice her screaming as they were all in their own worlds at this stage. She breathed deep and bobbed her head through the breaks in the crowd looking for a face coming...
"Argh," she said holding up her hand in a claw-like fashion. She gave an awkward giggle as her eyes darted between the cyclops and the hamburger face. "Welcome aboard the Sidhe. There is just enough room for you all if you head to the back bunks," she murmured shyly, "And if any of you have...
"Oh.... I-I-I apologize," Hannah stuttered, pleasantly surprised by his politeness. She looked back down at the data pad and marked his name. "I assume one of you is Paul?" she said staring back up at the foursome with the most innocent eyes she could muster.
"Hmm, Angelo, you are free to...
Hannah watched the brothers fight and felt her heart drop further. She winced at imagining her ship whining and crying to her, struggling to support the weight and violent activities of those brutes. She gave an awkward smile to the fox-man and hoped dearly he would refrain from getting hair...
Hannah Harris breathed deep as she peeked at the menagerie of people standing before the ramp of her passenger shuttle. She hated when people trudged aboard her baby Sidhe, with their muddy feet and booming voices... not that she would ever tell that to the tank-like people who boarded her...
NAME: Hannah Harris
FACTION: Jade Galactic
RANK: Lieutenant Commander
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 27
GENDER: Female
HEIGHT: 5'4
WEIGHT: 110 lbs.
EYES: Brown
HAIR: Brown hair with blond highlights placed into a neat ponytail
SKIN: Very light-pale
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
STRENGTH: Below Average
DEXTERITY...