<span style="color: SeaGreen">“Too bad, I would have loved to see you in action with that shotgun you are always carrying around... and Sorv is the Quarion lying in the med-bay.”</span>Darion replied to Shira before he heard Firas speaking up<br/><br/>Yup, the turian didn't like him at all.  By his tone of voice, Darion doubted that the turian would ever like him even if he proved himself trustworthy to the entire team.  The captain felt less important than the ground to to him.  Better to earn the trust of those you will be actually fighting beside, but Firas was making it hard to believe that that was possible.  They were not likely to ever be friends.<br/><br/><span style="color: SeaGreen">“that is going to be hard, she has a beautiful ass.”</span>darion commented shortly , taking another glance to admire before continuing to comment.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“yeah, I am half expecting this weapons dealer to shoot us in the back after we get the information we need.  Though you may have to try keeping up with me Firas."</span>He returned a glare at the studying look from the Turian.  But they both looked away, Darion himself at the question from Ashana.<br/><br/><span style="color: SeaGreen">“I am a soldier, an ex alliance marine.  I specialized in small fire team combat tactics, and demolitions.   I have been a merc for the past few years and have worked with smaller teams of freelance mercs...”</span>he didn't get to finish that though as both Ashana'a attention and his own went outside the ship as they approached the atmosphere.  He had to let out a whistle at the sight, hard to imagine an industrial capital looking so clean.<br/><br/>Watching Ashana's look out the window, he wandered what her train of thought was at that moment, plain curiosity.  Of course that didn't last long as she put herself in the position to give the passengers a show.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“Beautiful view.”</span>was his only comment at her ass sitting right there perfectly, too bad it didn't last much longer, and he just sighed, sounding a little disappointed it didn't last longer.  The shuttle finally made it's way to the landing pad , and they had to disembark the shuttle.<br/><br/>Darion checked his weapons where they were all resting in his armor, ensuring they were all locked, he knew they all worked, he spent the night making sure they were perfectly maintained.  He also checked to make sure the 4 inferno grenades were secure on his belt, those especially needed to be secure.  And he also ensured that his kinetic barrier was active.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“Ready when you all are.”</span><br/><br/>He followed Ashana and Firas out of the shuttle onto the landing pad, where they were greeted by another beautiful human woman.  Did this weapons dealer purposly hire only the most beautiful people in alliance space?  Darion wasn't complaining at all.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“Hello gorgeous, I'd happily follow you.”</span>he said to their greeter before he heard Ashana's comment.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“You would fit in perfectly with part of his staff.  But would you really just abandon us dumb soldiers like that?”</span>he tried to put a joking tone in his voice.<br/><br/>..............................................<br/><br/>Yeah, Kala was starting to not like the captain much.  It was an unpleasant arrangement from the beginning, and she was sure the captain and his first officer wanted to shoot her anyway at the first mistake.  There was a reason she avoided them and seemed to only stay around the other engineer.  She at least would understand any mistakes or slips she made were not trying to steal anything... hopefully.  It felt like making the decision so far may be the worst mistake of the girl's life, or it could be the best if she was actually allowed to study the inner workings of the ship itself... without being shot.<br/><br/>Kala followed Tasser quickly, throwing her middle finger up at the Turian first officer once his back was turned before she got into the elevator and it's doors closed.  Once out of sight she grumbled to herself before Tasser's comment.  Ok, that thought made her chuckle a bit.<span style="color: Sienna">“well, that may work for you or the other asari, but I don't have the impressive assets to make that work.”</span>Plus, that action was something she would never do... unless completely drunk like the last time she woke up with an asari.  Not a memory she wanted to have in her mind while alone in an elevator with another asari.  Kala's cheeks reddened a little at the thoughts, but thankfully the door opened on the crew deck and they were deposited there.  She got a breather.<br/><br/>The doctor replaced them in the elevator, though Kala paid him little attention as hers was all for the kitchen area where Tasser was heading.  Though when it was shown that all the cabinets were empty, Kala cursed loudly, and her stomach chose then to growl.<span style="color: Sienna">“Shit, really cursing that they decided to steal it so soon then.  We are going to have to get creative aren't we... or just very selective of what we keep active then.  Plus I am operating off 4 hours of sleep... and obviously hungry.  Today is going to majorly suck.”</span>as she spoke she moved over and turned on the water, they wouldn't have gone anywhere without filling the water right?  I mean if anything the ship would recycle as much water as possible.<br/><br/>She put her cupped hands under the faucet not even bothering with the time to look for a glass or anything.  After a few short drinks of water, she followed the asari engineer into the elevator with at least one thing she needed done, something to drink.<br/><br/>With the question about her last ship, Kala just cringed at the thought of the core and equipment from that ship.<span style="color: Sienna">“Honestly, that ship was built before I was even born... and the newest parts were at least 8-10 years old.  All human designed parts.   Mk.4 Thermal Sink modules.  Those old pieces of crap that could run forever when no weapons were used with them, or they fry quickly when ship weapons were discharged through them.  The only thing I was glad that that last ship was just a transport ship was that I never had to replace those, no weapons.  I have no experience with maintaining ship weapons.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>