Everywhere we went, everywhere he turned he was surrounded by aliens on this beautiful planet. He knew it was too far out for any real human colonies to settle here but he thought they should of. The light above the intersection turned green and Jeru Sheedo twisted the throttle of his speeder bike taking off down one of the main roads on Mon Calamari. He had packed everything he owned with him. His spare clothes, his battle armor and of course his weapons. He also had a few personal items which he cherished the most but he tried to keep those hidden from anybody else. He sped up passing through an intersection as the light turned red but he kept going. He knew he was already late for the meeting but he didn't care much. He was done with being to places on time. Jeru got tired of it in the military and decided after he left that from here on out it was one his own time that he'd do what needed to be done.

The wind from moving foward brushed through his slick, short black hair and he had a grin from ear to ear. His eyes were covered by his sun glasses which provided a HUD allowing him to make perfect time but timing the stop lights along the road he traveled. He wore black atheltic shoes and black pants with a red top on and no helmet. His ruck sack on his back, sitting on the passenger seat behind him on the speeder bike, filled with his equipment. He also had another bag tied down to the back of the bike which held some more of his personal items. It wasn't too long before he arrived at the shipyard on Mon Calamari. He checked in with the main gate guard and was ushered right through. The alien gave him some quick directions on how to get to his destination where the Backstab and most certainly the rest of the crew were already congregating already. As he drove up to he quickly recongized Abigail Grim's vessel from the description he was given after he had inquired about one of the commando positions. Jeru pulled his speeder right next to the vessel where he same some other equipment layed out. He parked the bike and hopped off.

Jeru took a moment to admire the modified Coriellian Corvette. Once they where operational, he probably wouldn't have much time to get to examine the outter hull so this was just about as good as any time he could think of to check it out briefly. Jeru made note to himself and had his HUD download the skematics of the ship. He wanted to know where all the enter and exit ports were and also just recieve the basic outlay of the vessel. He went back to his bike making sure his gear was secure. Jeru was satifised with it and proceeded to enter the Backstab. Without any prior knowledge of the interior design of the ship, Jeru surpisingly found the conference room where everyone was at fairly easy. He tapped the door open and with a whoosh, the blast door slide open. Jeru came in behind a some guy demanding to know who was in charge and a cherry looking kid rendering a salute for Captain Grim. It took a lot of self control to not bust out laughing but the smirk on the Jeru's face said it all. Jeru instead of standing there looking like a complete fool decided to go around the two and take a seat at the table. He took a look in everyone's eyes, trying to peer into their soul, looking for what type of character they had. They all seemed fairly compitent and confident, looking like the usual type of scum that become pirates of the galaxy. Jeru would have no problem fitting in. Although these people seemed real friendly and this former Imperial trooper didn't like to say much. He decided to say something though, at least his name.

"My name is Jeru Sheedo." He said calmly. "Just call me Sheed. How is everyone feeling today?"

Jeru sat back in his chair but not arrogantly. He only sat with respect for the people around his and he tried not to underestimate anyone.