It was a pleasant surprise when the second driver Darion had to deal with.  The one from Kassa to Cobalt.  It ended up being a human.  Nowhere near as awkward of a ride, not even close.  Instead it was a pleasant conversation as Darion watched the city speed by outside the windows of the cab while they chatted about a lot of nothing.  His eyes only really glancing at many of the advertisements they flew by.  Not many really something that he would pay attention to much.<br/><br/>He had already purchased something by far much more interesting than anything being sold on those ads.  The stock numbers meant nothing to him whatsoever.  He wasn’t a business or stock person.  No, he was more interested in where he was going.<br/><br/>Darion was actually surprised when they finally approached the destination.  It was really high up.  One thing he hadn’t expected was how many levels they actually ascended as the cab moved through the city towards Cobalt.  Their destination, when they finally arrived, looked like it actually encompassed the entire top floor of a tower of the city.  Something too rich for his blood.  Thank god the rep had pointed him to it.  This may be his last chance to enjoy a much higher class of place than the dives he was used to.<br/><br/>Once the driver collected his money and a bit of a generous tip, Darion actually looked the place over from the outside.  It made him whistle at the sight of those columns and the undulating waves.  Maybe he wasn’t dressed for this type of place?  The Rep hadn’t said anything.  And it wasn’t like he had any nicer cloths than this leather jacket.  The black shirt underneath. Tight enough to hint at his muscle, but loose enough that his trained muscle was out of view.  The bottom tucked into his dark cargo pants.  They hung over a pair of brown combat boots.  Yeah, these were about the caliber of the Marine’s entire wardrobe.<br/><br/>Screw it, if he had the money, he was sure they would let him in, So Darion moved in and met with the bouncer just inside the door.  Darion gave his name, and said the Rep from Kassa had told him to come here.  Darion watched the styled omnitool, studying it, but doing little more before the Turian spoke again.  The smile that crept onto his lips at the cheaper price of six and a half thousand was good news for him.    Heh ad feared shelling out ten thousand.  He stepped into the lounge and looked around in amazement.<br/><br/>Yeah, the marine had never actually visited a place this nice.  It was obvious with his look around the place, and all the booths baled in that soothing blue color.  Especially at the fact, while looking around, that he couldn’t identify the employees and the patrons right off the bat.  He actually liked the fact that the music wasn’t deafening, and that he could actually hear the rhythm.  It wasn’t aggressive.  But you could still dance to it.  Not that dancing was his goal tonight.<br/><br/>As he was thinking that this would be a good play to drink and just relax for a while, Darion’s eyes fell on to a very hard to miss form at a ring of occupied seats.  Ashana stood out among the patrons.  And even among the employees.  It was hard to miss her gorgeous body in the place.  Especially since she seemed to be enjoying herself on a lucky turian’s lap.  Lucky turian.  It didn’t seem like she had noticed him, probably should keep it that way so as to not interrupt her R&R.  Though he didn’t exactly respect the sight of the drug inhalers around the table.<br/><br/>Thankfully, the man got a distraction from the sight of the drug when he heard that sultry voice speak up.  It pulled his attention from his crewmate and made him turn.  No man could ignore a voice like that.  Especially with the body it was attached to.  A gorgeous asari was there, and he couldn’t help but think that she was on the same caliber as Ashana.  Which he confirmed as he looked over her the same way she was appraising him.  Darion couldn’t tell if she was employee or patron, and he didn’t care.  Not with her generous bust and that slim waist.<br/><br/>His eyes returned to hers when he decided to answer.<span style="color: green">“A strong drink and some pleasant company like any sailor.”  Though he was a marine, not a sailor.  Same favored poisons though.  “If you would be willing to join me beautiful if there is an empty seat, then one of those can be fulfilled.</span>”  He offered in his own deep voice.  Trying to sound as appealing to her as she did to him.<br/><br/>.............................................<br/><br/>Kala watched at Taseer started to move back into the access way.  To get back to work.  Kala got back to working on the conduit she was focusing on.  Though she listened to Taseer speak.  Saying what she intended to do.<br/><br/>It was a little bit of a debate with herself.  Did she want to actually go out drinking?  Leaving the comfort of a ships’s engine room?  But she did say she would buy Taseer a drink.  Then again, she already knew what happened the last time she got drunk around this crew.  That damn turian wouldn’t leave her alone now.<br/><br/>With a sigh, Kala finally spoke up.<span style="color: sienna">“Yeah, when this deal is over, I’ll join you.  I did say I’d buy you a drink didn’t I?  Plus, I have enough money to get a much better Omnitool.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>