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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Shayuri" data-source="post: 3839570" data-attributes="member: 4936">Tess finds her way into the terminal at last...even with it only being an hour, she still had fond memories of the ISS expedited checkpoints where you basically just walked in. Being in the service of the Imperium had its perks. Reinforcing those memories, she was wearing her olive green all purpose shipboard jumpsuit...inches away from being a Scout suit, only with the patches and badges filed off.She consults the data displayer in her hand, cycling through the faces she would be looking for. It surprised her now how nervous she was. She really wanted this to work, really wanted to like this crew and be liked by them...maybe even be able to help out. It seemed like the deck was stacked against her though. She was coming from an event that might all but blacklist her on a reputable ship. Not only that, she was being forced onto them, basically...not an auspicious start. For the first time in a long time, Tess wished maybe she'd grown her hair out a bit...maybe worn something prettier. They were all men (though the vargr didn't really count)...maybe they'd find it easier to relate to a more traditional woman?Then again, how long could she keep THAT up? No...better they reject or accept her on her own merits...or lack therof.Worriedly chewing at her bottom lip, Tess looks around, searching the crowds for a now-familiar face.</blockquote>