Tracinya nodded as she read the information on the pad, "Thanks, see you shortly then." she turned and headed for the quarters that had been marked for her. After the doorway closed behind her she looked around. There wasn't much but she didn,t need much anyway. The kitchen area was pretty spacious, good she'd be able to cook her meals here.
Her duffle she set down on the floor near the bed, she eased off her helmet and gave a wry grin, if Harik hadn't died he'd have likely been Jango's pick for this assignment unless he was looking for her to pass on her slicing skills or even medical. Sure she knew how to fight but then so did just about every other mandalorian. Though a lot of them had been lost over the years. Still there were more among the stars. Was just a matter of them reading the dadita(Mandalorian morse code) in the holonet waves. Tracinya ran a hand through her short curlying red hair. When it was wet her hair actually reached her shoulders but dry the curls were tight and it coiled close to the sides of her head. Not that she minded, the length of her hair was never something that conserned her as long as it wasn't long enough to give an enemy a 'handle' against her.
She took off her beskad(slightly curved saber made of mandalorian iron), kal(knife), and set them on the small table. Her bes'bev she kept on her belt along with her small verpine pistol in her ankle hostler. Tracinya headed to the kitchen to see what was availible and make notes of what to request since she'd figured out that Jango would come and go but she and the others would have to stay put. She didn,t mind asking for stuff. Turned out there wasn't much she needed to request. A few spices that she prefered to use in her cooking, there was everything availible for making more than a few uj'alayise(uj cakes). Nodding to herself she headed out the doorway again stopping on her way to grab her helmet and hang it on her belt opposite her bes'bev, she walked to the designated Training Instructor's Area hoping to see the others there.