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[Kestrel_6]

"Sir, you're needed as the host for the dinner."

And to asnswer your question, Sirus, right now is before the hearing at the Citadel. Shepard had to stop here from Eden Prime for fundamental upgrades.

[Dwarmin]

Sai'oda a bit later than she had intended..

Her dress was about as formal as could be-shined shoes, pressed vest, medals and comfortable slacks. Sharp as a tack, as Humans said...the genders of some races preoccupation with appearing feminine and distinct was as bizarre to her as most things they did.

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Like that, without the fancy hat or pauldrons

She would faced a firing squad rather than be caught in one of those slinky dresses like...that Asari girl hanging out with James last night. Looks like she was already chatting up another one! Yes, those Asari did have alot of that going on, didn't they?

Sai'oda knew only a bit about the Asari-and only cared about the rumors that they were skilled and vicious warriors, the best in the galaxy-aside from herself, maybe. Sai'oda wondered how this skinny little thing in front of her could ever be dangerous.

...it usually implies an important mission or criminal behavior...

She heard that as she walked up and turned a shade darker. Nice time for a *Batarian* to enter the conversation, when someone was talking of criminals...

Sai'oda nodded her head to the right at the Asari girl, then introduced herself...

"Lovely party, yes. Sai'oda Fre'sa. Pleased to meet you...?"

She didn't hold our hand to shake-or show her teeth-but favored the Asari girl with a slight grin and a steady pattern of her eyes, blinking top right, lower left, top left and lower right in slow order. Anyone who was intimate with Batari facial gestures knew this was a guarded, defensive posture.

[SeriousConcentrate]

Samane inclined her head to the new arrival. Wash seemed to take that as a cue to leave and wandered off, presumably to find more to drink. She decided not to press the issue since either he was on an important mission or had a history as a criminal; either way, she didn't want to pry. "Samane T'Alece, miss Fre'esa." She noted that Sai'oda was dressed in uniform; that said she cared more for the lifestyle of the military. An understandable position. "Do you want something to drink?" she asked, indicating the table to her right with her glass. As the Ms. Vice, it was her duty to see to that sort of thing.

As she poured herself another drink - and Sai'oda, should she take up the offer - she decided that it would be best to get to know all of her shipmates. Batarians were, as she knew from her lessons and her father's stories, very much a hostile race, so it would be best to tread carefully. "I'm new to the Sky Searcher. Have you been with the ship long?" she asked.

[Kestrel_6]

BTW SerCon, you have to do several toasts, before the Host (Dsarker) XO, Varayis, and James (Highest Ranks) with Ms Vice at the end on the left

TOASTS:

Ladies and Gentlemen, the Pantheon. (Everyone gets up, says THE PANTHEON, sips a toast, and sits back down.

Ladies and gentlemen, The Council of Races (Same as before, instead saying THE COUNCIL)

Ladies and Gentlemen, The Alliance (Says THE ALLIANCE, same)

Ladies and Gentlemen, The honored Dead (THE HONORED DEAD)

Then the main party gets up and leaves, and Ms Vice takes up post in the center, an invites four guests)

FINES TIME!!!

[Dwarmin]

"Yes, a little red wine, if you please, Miss Samane."

Sai'oda took the glass with a regal nod, and drank a respectable sip before speaking. It was hardly better than well water, but this was a *respectable* setting. She couldn't exactly order Pulverizers or Bloody Titans.

At least, with a drink in hand, she was less likely for her to wig out and punch the Asari in the face.

"I've been on the ship on and off...Sky Searcher took me where I need to go, but until now It's never been my assignment.

You say you're new to the ship-what department are you working in?"

[Dsarker]

Inwardly Jack cursed. "Dinner?" He had forgotten entirely. It didn't seem as important as his service to Khorne. He nodded, and closed the door again. He checked his wardrobe. There. A new outfit, one he hadn't remembered either.

He smiled. At least he had been lucky to get one with the symbol of Khorne on it. Maybe this would go better than expected.

[SeriousConcentrate]

(Uh, hmm. If you want, you can take control of that part, Kestrel. I'm a country boy, so I'm not quite sure what I should do there. ^^^;)

"Marines, ground team. I've been assigned as long range support, although I'm equally skilled in close range combat." The middle-range, where assault rifles and machine guns were king, was her biggest weakness. Give her a high spot with a good view of the battlefield and plenty of corners to camp on, and she would do just fine taking care of herself. "Like all Asari, I have skill with biotics - better than those of most races, but of course I'm not the a quarter the equal of a Matriarch." Samane half-shrugged.

"What about you? What are you assigned to?"

[Kestrel_6]

Varayis walks behind you,

"Five minutes"

That was the signal to toll the bell.

TING!

"Everyone, five minutes"

[Dwarmin]

"Marines, Infiltration Specialist. Demoliton, sabotage, asset designation/elimination and all that. I enjoy close combat as well, along with assualt rifles. I can even shoot long in a pinch, but I prefer to leave that to specialists.

If everything goes to plan, you won't have to see me much on the battlefield...you know, I've been wondering..
"

Varayis walked up, being annoying. Interruptions, always interruptions...and it was just getting interesting...she looked on, rapidly blinking her upper set of eyes in mild frustration.

"Well, seems our time is almost up, then. I'm sure we can talk more in detail later. I'd be interested to find out if all the things they say about Asari are true or not."

Sai'oda winked three eyes in rapid succession-another Batari gesture to imply that was a joke-and went to a spot where she could be sure to see the festivities, as meager as they were.

[vagel7]

James walked up to Sai'oda, eager for a conversation.

"I hope that our history and my potential relationship with Sam won't turn our communications sour."

[Kestrel_6]

These are very ceremonial events, and this should have happened the night before you launched. Or after the Mars Combat, but the distress signal was active

Damn. Any fines to propose?

Varayis, for playing music at full bore, Ssarezaar, for being so formal (What is he, a freaking clan ruler or something?) Winter, for losing his cool, Miller, for the pipe, James, for going out with you, Damn, if only Scarin were here... Or Sheb.

[SeriousConcentrate]

(Hm, so, how exactly are these fines going to be paid? Do I get the money or what? :3)

[Kestrel_6]

It's paid for by acts. Anything from handstands to full on renditions of Moskau by Dschinghis Khan.

[kingfisher1112]

Winters retreived his Suit with a red tie and his flexible body armour. He had kept it on him for a long time, like back in the old times......

He put them on and made a silent toast with a shot of sake, before going to mingle.

[SeriousConcentrate]

Deciding diplomacy is the best policy, Samane announces the fines as proposed to her and takes a vote among the crew as to who should do what to pay off the fine.