Heard 'bout you lot from a bartender on Barrier Gate.
So yeah, names Keira Lynch, twenty eight or twenty nine, don't really keep track anymore. Born on Leeds. Grew up on Leeds. Doin' me best to avoid dyin' there.
Da' was a pilot. Not a very good one, got himself killed a few years back. He tried teachin' me as much as possible. Not that he had much to teach.
Always had a hard time keepin' jobs. Mainly been gettin' by sellin' various stimulatin' substances, not strictly legal. Also made some cash playin' poker. At least there's somethin' I do decently. Won myself a fully 'quipped Roc in a high stakes game a while back. Bloke who lost it didn't much care to give it up an' I may have ended up killin' him a little.
Didn't much care to stick 'round for the peelers so I bolted. Been tryin' to find work for me an' me ship, not much out there for a lone pilot. That's when I heard 'bout you. If you'll have me, gimme a ring. I'm of to get meself langered.