Darion, by the time the Asari and the captain came to had his own custom Mattock was in pieces as he was taking some of his old customization out, and replacing it with the new ones.  He looked up from his own work after attaching the addition to the rail system that would add the disruptor charge to rounds fired.<span style="color: seagreen">“Nope, haven’t spoke with them yet… barely been back to the ship for 15 minutes.”</span>He replied to the captain, before letting them all speak.<span style="color: seagreen">“But yeah, ready to talk… the more asari we have the better.”</span><br/><br/>Of course when they spoke about the second one, he had no idea what they were talking about as her proficiency.  He was glad that Sorv asked the question.  So she knew prothean artifacts, that was good for the item they were after.<span style="color: seagreen">“She sounds useful for this then specifically.”</span><br/><br/>When the specified person finally came in to join in on this little meeting, darion actually turned to study her, leaning against the workbench he was using.<span style="color: seagreen">“Darion”</span><br/><br/>As the meet and greet started, Darion let his eyes roam over this asari as she stood there.  Rather short, even for Asari, but looking at her, she was a bit stocky.  Even though he could tell she had more muscle than most of her race, it didn't take away from her attractiveness.  No, instead it added to it a bit in a different way.  She didn't look soft like most Asari.  He couldn't hide that he was checking her out, running his eyes over what he could see around the cloths.  And see the definition in her muscles.  He couldn't help that he liked what he saw.<br/><br/>He grinned at her little comment.<span style="color: rgb(46, 139, 87)">“What can I say, I had to admire a sight different than most Asari.  And I have to admit, not at all a bad difference.”</span>He replied, showing very little professionalism in his stance, unlike her at first.  He had his hip resting against the workbench where his Mattock was resting disassembled.<br/><br/>As she went off on her mentioning of her own experience on what she is used to train for.  Though the way she spoke, made him iffy about it.<span style="color: seagreen">“Only a bit of that training?”</span>but as she went on, what she explained next actually sounded better.  Other than Firas’s weapon, they didn't really have any heavier weapons specific people.  Darion himself preferred marksman rifles like his Mattock, or if he had to a sniper rifle.  And of course demolitions.<br/><br/>But then she explained what she had done to a mattock rifle to get it up to that kind of use.  That seemed to wipe the grin from his face as he thought about that.<span style="color: seagreen">“Well, that’s good, because with a mattock amped up like that, you won’t hit anyone unless they are as close to you as I am now or if it is an Odin mech.  All you would do is scare them.   A Mattock is a Marksman Rifle, making into a full auto destroys all its potential, not to mention require so much maintenance to keep it working.  It’s frame wasn't designed to handle full auto at anywhere higher than half normal power.”</span>Hell, his required maintenance after most every mission because it hadn't been designed for the thermal clips it used now.<span style="color: seagreen">“If we vote to keep her, we are going to need to find another LMG for her to be at her full potential.”</span><br/><br/>He may not like what she had done to a marksman Rifle, but he had to admit, there would be a benefit to having another frontline soldier if how she was describing herself was true.<span style="color: seagreen">“So, I am assuming this extra armor I found in here is yours?  I didn’t think Asari ever used heavy armors, too limiting.”</span>He said, indicating where the suits of armor rested, since they didn’t need them.  His own mismatched, but all dark blue armor suit was there.  He hadn’t bought any upgrades for it, not enough money, and they hadn’t gotten what Vega had promised as well, some of their suits.<br/><br/>………………………………..<br/><br/>Kala looked down at the engineer when he called out, holding the replacement conduit for what she was working on.<span style="color: sienna">“Thanks.”</span>She muttered, not really paying him much attention as she took the new part and handed him the one that was done for.  After a moment inspection of the new device by her eyes and then her new omnitool, she began working at fitting the part into place above her.<br/><br/>Since they had gotten back to the ship after their little shopping trip, Kala had spent only a few short hours sleeping; most of the rest was first programming her omnitool to work how she wanted it.  Then she had spent every moment since working on the repairs, even when they had begun getting the new crew coming on board.  Maybe there had been an introduction, she didn't know, she had been too distracted thinking about what needed to be done and deciding what had to happen first.<br/><br/>She was distracted running some tests on the new component, and figuring why wit wasn't lighting up when she was startled out of her little world by Taseer’s voice on her omnitool.  Ashana?  Oh right, the Asari with the big breasts.<span style="color: sienna">“Did she say what she wanted?”</span>Kala asked back, before shaking her head and sighing.<span style="color: sienna">“Nevermind, I’m on my way.  I’ll make it quick.  I don’t want to be stuck here on omega much longer.”</span>She muttered before looking at the component she was installing.  Before leaving, she gave the equipment a quick punch with her hand, satisfied that when doing so it came online and showed green.<br/><br/><span style="color: sienna">“Ah much better.  Yeah, just needed a little TLC.”</span>She grinned to herself before moving off the lift and to the elevator hallway from the deck she was on.  Instead of waiting for it though she took the stairs up the decks.<br/><br/>……………………………….<br/><br/>It was only when she was outside the door to Ashana’s quarters that she stopped to look down at herself, and the sweaty mess she was.  She had spent too much time working on the systems to not have her white tanktop partially covered with sweat.  At least she was wearing a black sports bra underneath.  She also was wearing some Kaki cargo pants, and her usual boots.<span style="color: sienna"><i>‘ Oh well, doesn't really matter, she was asking for me while this maintenance was going on, she should know what to expect.’</i></span>she thought to herself before tapping on the door panel, letting ashana know she was waiting here.<br/><br/>As she entered the room, she looked it over, and at all the furniture.  Oh she hoped it was all bolted down.  She didn’t want to have to be up here moving it all around if they got into a ship to ship fight.  But after a moment she looked at Ashana and what she was wearing, and she swore that woman never wore anything that wasn't sexy and showing off all her abundant curves.  The complete opposite of Kala’s baggy cargo pants, and tanktop and lack of pronounced curves.  What she had, she seemed to try hiding.<br/><br/>At the offer of a drink, Kala just shook her head.<span style="color: sienna">“No thanks, I still have a lot of work to do, and I won’t do it right with any drinks in me.”</span>She said, moving into the room, though looking at the drinks, definitely wanting one, but not wanting to damage the beautiful ship in any way by being drunk.  She just moved over to the couch opposite of Ashana, and that slightly mismatched floor panel.  Though to keep herself from drenching the furniture with sweat, she sat on the edge of it after the offer to sit.<br/><br/>Though she couldn't help herself for a moment seeing how Ashana sat, and her eyes wandered a bit, going down to her chest.  After a moment though she caught herself, and returned her eyes up to Ashana’s face, a blush darkening her cheeks a bit.<br/><br/><span style="color: sienna">“C-can’t really relax right now… too many repairs still need to be done.  Not sure I can trust the new engineering crew yet to do everything right.”</span>Yeah, she wasn't exactly comfortable alone in the room with Ashana, and didn't want to relax.   The drinks might have helped.<span style="color: sienna">“Taseer said you wanted to talk to me?”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>