Lucy Gray
Sep 6th, 2011, 09:24:35 AM
The ramp of the Tracker settled onto the ground with a hiss and a sigh. It was almost as the ship was feeling the same way that Lucy was. Just weeks ago, they were running a survival school in the Wilderness of their home planet and now they were on the run to the only other planet that would be safe for them... Bothawui.
Lucy stopped at the bottom of her ship and looked around, shifting the DL-44 that was in a holster at her hip. To say that this was organized chaos was an understatement. She could see no pattern of activity... everyone was running in their own direction. But from what she could see, they all seemed to know where they were going. Stepping away from her ship, she closed the ramp and sealed it.
Lucy was wearing black military style cargo pants, and a black short sleeve shirt. Over it was her holster and a black backpack. She only carried her blaster, leaving her other weapons on her ship until she was assigned a squad.
Turning left, she joined the flow of the majority of the crowd and flowed with them toward the HQ. From what she understood, Bothawui was an Alliance stronghold and home to their Intelligence Agency, while Mon Calamari was home to the Fleet Operations. Her family figured that they would start here. If the Alliance had any doubt to their true reason for being here, they would have the sources to feret it out, clearing up that doubt.
Soon, she was walking through the door of the Special Ops Division... the equivalent of Alliance Ground Forces. She had an initial interview set up and it was promising considering her father had been taken on as an instructor for wilderness training. At the desk, she stopped and looked down at the lady sitting at the desk and smiled.
"I'm Lucy Gray. I have an appointment."
The lady looked at her datapad and held it out to get Lucy's thumbprint and biosigns. Then she motioned to the waiting area where only 2 other beings sat and told her someone would be right with her. Lucy nodded and took a seat, looking around the room and at the other two occupants... a Male Gotal and a Female Twi'lek. It struck Lucy as odd to see such diversity in the same room where at on Barcana it was mostly humans.
Lucy stopped at the bottom of her ship and looked around, shifting the DL-44 that was in a holster at her hip. To say that this was organized chaos was an understatement. She could see no pattern of activity... everyone was running in their own direction. But from what she could see, they all seemed to know where they were going. Stepping away from her ship, she closed the ramp and sealed it.
Lucy was wearing black military style cargo pants, and a black short sleeve shirt. Over it was her holster and a black backpack. She only carried her blaster, leaving her other weapons on her ship until she was assigned a squad.
Turning left, she joined the flow of the majority of the crowd and flowed with them toward the HQ. From what she understood, Bothawui was an Alliance stronghold and home to their Intelligence Agency, while Mon Calamari was home to the Fleet Operations. Her family figured that they would start here. If the Alliance had any doubt to their true reason for being here, they would have the sources to feret it out, clearing up that doubt.
Soon, she was walking through the door of the Special Ops Division... the equivalent of Alliance Ground Forces. She had an initial interview set up and it was promising considering her father had been taken on as an instructor for wilderness training. At the desk, she stopped and looked down at the lady sitting at the desk and smiled.
"I'm Lucy Gray. I have an appointment."
The lady looked at her datapad and held it out to get Lucy's thumbprint and biosigns. Then she motioned to the waiting area where only 2 other beings sat and told her someone would be right with her. Lucy nodded and took a seat, looking around the room and at the other two occupants... a Male Gotal and a Female Twi'lek. It struck Lucy as odd to see such diversity in the same room where at on Barcana it was mostly humans.