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[Dwarmin]

"Alone again. What is your story, Sai'oda Fresa?"

"Oh, me? Hardly interesting. Let's start from the beginning.

My father was a Terrorist. He killed lots of Humans. I'm the daughter he had, and he really did love me, if you can believe that. I believe thats what everyone who knows my past defines me with, so I might as well get that out of the way.

He died before I was 10. My people didn't want me-and neither did anyone else, so I raised myself on Earth-a tough life. I fought my way off the streets, became a soldier when I realized that was the last thing anyone expected me to do.

I've been serving in the earth systems military for awhile now. I'm killing alot of people,too, but the government approves this time. Just got over a broken arm, personally, was looking for some fun tonight after being cooped up in a medbay for a week. What do you do for fun, Scarin? You said you were alone, but then again, so am I-and we're sitting right next to each other. So why don't we be friends?"

[Kestrel_6]

"Sure. After all, I was the last thing anyone expected. Originally a slave, the the savior of my so-called masters. Some were less than happy that an Outlander could be their hero. Is that woman over there a friend?"

He points at Varayis, who just finished off another guy in a drinking contest.

[Dwarmin]

"Yeah, she's with me. I suppose she's a bit tougher than she looks. Not gone up against me, though.

Why do you ask?"

[Kestrel_6]

"Just curious. Ever been to Nirn?"

[Dwarmin]

"Can't say I've ever been ordered there, and if I was that would be classified information.

Do tell, anyway. What's 'Nim'? "

Sai'oda smiled, showing her teeth.

[Kestrel_6]

Scarin Grins back, showing predatory teeth.

"Nirn, the homeworld of the Imperials, Nords, Orismer, Argonians, Khajiit, Dunmer, Altmer, Bosmer, Bretons, and the Et'Ada. And tell me: what is it about me that you like?"

[Dwarmin]

Ahh, now *that* was the proper greeting between equals of a predatory race-no flapping of the hands uselessly at each other. Sai'oda felt her double hearts beat a notch quicker.

"You're like me. A survivor, a warrior-and a predator. You've got scars to show for it-so do I. I can't help but feel kinship to you, now.

I mean, we even think the same, don't we? We're friendly, sure, but each of us is thinking...if it came down to it, I could tear that other one apart. right? That's what it's like to be predator, instead of prey. That's what races like Humans can never understand about us."

[SeriousConcentrate]

(Name: Samane T'Alece
Race: Asari
Position: Either filling the sniper or rifleman role, can do either
Appearance: A typical example of an Asari in terms of facial features; round and youthful, which is fitting because she's pretty young by both Asari and Human standards at 24. Her eyes are a light blue and her skin is a pale sky blue. She stands a tall, strong 5'11 inches and 163 pounds of muscle (her 'father' was a Krogan), and she's rather energetic but sometimes she can be standoffish. In her youth she's drawn to the shorter-lived races since they don't look down on her like a child as the elders of her kind (both of them) tend to.
History: Samane, unlike most of her kind's youth, joined the IA rather than a mercenary band or going into exotic dancing. She has well-rounded training but is most proficient with sniper rifles, biotics, and shotguns. (Think Vanguard who picked up a sniper rifle when given the choice in ME2.))

[SeriousConcentrate]

(Sorry, stupid 504 error resulted in double-post. Ignore this...)

[Kestrel_6]

"So true."

SerCon: right.

The sound of the shuttle rumbling had subsided. Another successful landing. Now to report to the Azure Palace.

[SeriousConcentrate]

Samane yawned, stretched, and got out of the shuttle, throwing her travel bag over her shoulder, the barrels of her sniper rifle and shotgun peeking out through the hole left by the drawstring. This was her first real assignment after completing her training and she was excited to get it underway. She walked towards the Azure Palace, nervously adjusting the shirt of her standard issue uniform as she walked. Truth be told, she was a little nervous! She'd heard that one of the original crew members, one of their riflemen, had gone missing after receiving the post, and she was to be his replacement. She'd also heard they had already done a mission; she'd be the FNG of the crew.

She wasn't really looking forward to that, but she was eager to meet the rest of the crew... after she reported in, of course.

(Proposing S.A.R.U.'s exit is him saying screw it and heading off with the crew of Serenity. ;P)

[vagel7]

((It seems that I will then take the fox tank till we can get a driver and a gunner.))

[Dwarmin]

Sai'oda showed her teeth to the bartender as he arrived with four drinks in each of his hands. She was glad to see him flinch, but at least he didn't drop anything.

He put down four steaming goblets of the bubbling, greenish-red-brown colored, and heavily acidic smelling drinks on the counter. Even the smell was enough to put Humans of weaker constitution out like a light.

"Bottoms up, Scarin. They make these from the poison glands of the Harkian Hell Raptorvore, you know? They have to be kept at a constant heat of 212 degrees until serving chilled...the hotter you serve it, the better it is, though. Burns as it goes down, and when it comes up.

The best way to drink one of these is do it all at once."

She grinned, and raised her mug to toast.

"To surviving the night."

[Kestrel_6]

Vagel7: I was going to make them NPCs. So fox It is

SerCon: Definitely. Maybe there will be more Serenity.

You go to the Azure Palace, to report to a Sarah Varayis, lieutenant.

The locator indicates she is at a bar called Sanctuary.

Dwarmin: he replies in kind

"To the Survivors"

You both gulp it down. Impressive

"This tastes better than Matze"

[SeriousConcentrate]

A bar? I guess they must be on shore leave instead of just a stop over, Samane thought. She checked the directions on her omni-tool, then headed there directly. She could get her stuff off-loaded and settle in later; for now wanted to do things by the book and report to the lieutenant to get a feel for how closely she would have to stick to protocol.