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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Celtic_Bear" data-source="post: 2402683" data-attributes="member: 17273">Go TimeStanding near the back of the meeting room, at ease but still with a military bearing, is a human male in a combat flight suit with a blaster strapped to his side.  He holds his helmet under his arm and has a buzz cut framing a face crisscrossed with scars, some of which are recently aquired it would seem.  For those who can recognize it, he bears the insignias of a Corporal in the regular Rebel Infantry, with marksman, meritorious service, and three wounded in the line of duty ribbons.  He looks around the room, noting the ports and hatchways, then sits in a chair with a good view of them all with his back to one bulkhead.   "Name's Corporal Kinneson, but those who fight and die near me call me Caine.  Nice to meet y'all.  Looks like we have some time to kill, why don't we have a bit of palaver and get our MOSs sorted out.  Me, well if it needs shooting or blowing up, I'm your go to guy.  I'm a fair hand at stiching folks up afterwards as well.  I got some dice and cards here as well, if'n anyone feels like trying their luck while we chew the fat.  Its a good way to take the edge off these quiet before the storm times."</blockquote>