((ooc… Takes place at last star base, pre sim))

Fire red hair, the color of spun rubies and a smile that made you do the same.

That was the first impression Tiastri usually made on people. Hair the color of fire, eyes the color of water, and a temperament that fit both. That was the second impression she usually gave. The young Romani woman stepped off the shuttle and glanced around. Five years at the Academy, then four more years on Earth in the motor pool. She had more than earned her place onto the starship.

While being a female at the Academy hadn’t been such a big deal, being an engineering student had been. There weren’t many females in the field and most went to cushy office jobs or home to cities where techs were needed in the myriad of growing governmental jobs opening up as space became the frontier of the planet.

But Tia had wanted more… Excitement, adventure, mad chaos that forced your mind to work beyond its capabilities. Her father had been appalled, her mother had cried… Her grandmother had given her a blessed good luck charm and seen her on her way. Now here she was..

Glancing around the shuttle bay, small duffle over her shoulder, she gave the bottom of her pristine uniform skirt a tug to settle it and headed for the corridor figuring if anyone was here for her, they’d find her easily enough. Calf high black boots ticking it a simple staccato that tapped in time with the haunting tune she hummed.

Lt Tiastri Ezial
Engineer