"My resume is kind of depressing." She chuckled softly. "When we stole supply trucks as a kid Mr. Creed drove. Otherwise we hopped around vie my abilities. I've picked up skills as needed, as I can't always promise I have enough energy to say...teleport a whole helicopter to safety should the pilot die." Made sense right?

"Shuttles, well, shuttles are nice in space. I can only 'port to places I've seen a good enough picture of on a world, or a place I've been...being off planet screws with all my trajectories and I don't like risking smearing myself or anyone else with me because we came from over three miles up you know?"