Sitting at her desk in her quarters, Nafi checked her holo terminal for the eleventh time that day. In particular, she was again re-reading her post in the classifieds section.: "[i]Hello, this is Nafimu Pontya. I'm looking for my older sister Kwisa Pontya, Citizen's I.D. 864-353-I...[/i]" The post went on to describe when they were separated, what she looked like, and other important information, in the hope that either Kwisa herself, or someone who knew or had seen her, would read it. There were three replies so far. But nothing useful. Give it time, Nafi thought to herself. This is going to take a while.

With arms stretched over her head, the young girl yawned, and got up, moving to her mattress. She grabbed a small cleaning kit off the bedside table, and sat on the bed, cross legged and looking up at the ceiling. Then, stretching out one of her legs, she lifted her knee, and removed a small panel on it's side, revealing wires and prosthetic muscles, which had a slight layer of a greasy, grey substance. The gel lubricant for her joints was leaking out of it's pocket, needing replacement. "There's the problem," Nafi said quietly to herself. "this should only take a minute." Now that she'd identified the issue, Nafi opened the kit, taking out a small bottle and a rag, before dabbing the cloth into the bottle and scrubbing away the excess fluid.

Suddenly, the intercom in her room crackled into life, and the captain's voice came over the speakers: "[i]Captain Hunt asking all members to meet in the briefing room. All members to the briefing room.[/i]" Nafi sighed, not wanting to get up, but she knew the captain would be pissed if their new recruit didn't show up. She packed up the kit, setting it on the table, and put on her pants, before leaving the room and making her way to the briefing room. This mission would be her first with the Marauders, as she was the newest and youngest member of the team. Hopefully, she didn't screw this up.

After some walking and polite nods to passing fellow crew members, Nafi entered the room, and nodded to the Captain. "Evening sir. Hope you weren't waiting too long. Though it seems like I'm the first to get here..." Nafi scooted by Jason, and sat at one of the desks, leaning on one elbow. "So, what's the word?"