Darion couldn’t help but grin widely at the words from Maethia, and look at her as she said them.  He immediately took notice of the that had been building up in his body, and the effects on him.  He wasn’t sure what it was that started it.  Ashana’s dancing, each of her curves drawing the eyes like the most spectacular piece of art in existence.  The incense that was burning and filling the room with that drugged smoke.  Or the delicious drink that he had partaken in.  Of course when he looked over at Maethia and saw her eyes looking like the deepest pools of ebony, that could have turned the heat up as well.  HE knew what that look in an Asari’s eyes meant at some times.<br/><br/>He took another sip of the sweet, enticing drink before offering it back.  The grin on his face showing he had heard the promise.<span style="color: seagreen">“A lot more indeed.”</span>He agreed, his own voice filled with promise and lust.  To go along with that Darion’s hand went down to Maethia’s thigh and started to move in a slow teasing pace up her leg.  As his hand moved be made sure his fingers were on the inside of her thigh.  Too bad she had chosen to wear the fatigue pants.<br/><br/>……………………………….<br/><br/>Listening to what Taseer said, Kala couldn’t help but agree.  All Pirates were assholes a bit.  To salute that thought she downed a big gulp of her drink.<span style="color: sienna">“They are too scared to mess with you all, or this beautiful ship.  Though I think they attacked my home at that time for some human cargo to sell.  They raided my home… took me, my mother and any others who hadn’t been able to fight back… Fuckers wanted to sell us into slavery.  Would have too if I hadn't spent so much time with my parents…”</span><br/><br/>Of course soon Taseer continued off on more tangents, talking about the crew.  The captain and Falkris fighting.  And the whole ship.  There had been too much alcohol in her system to really get too many solid thoughts at the moment on that.  Of course the bit about the records being there but unable to access got a bit of her attention.<span style="color: sienna"> “Wow, you really go off on a lot of… um… well, your everywhere when drunk.  Crap I can’t think of the right word… Anyway… that frigate sounds about as old as what I grew up on.  glad they upgraded before I tried sneaking onboard.” </span><br/><br/>After that she took another drink, and couldn't take her eyes off the Asari anymore.  And wasn't even trying to hide her looks now.<span style="color: sienna">“Really though, they hide the records of that time that well?  High, high security sounds fun.  You have me cur… curious now.  I want to see those records.  Think we together can do it together?  Get into those records?”</span><br/><br/>Of course she mentioned getting close to the armor, and she had had a really good chance.  The memory made a slight depressed look on her face.<span style="color: sienna"> “Well… I don’t know Turian military armors… but I got a really real close look at his.  Saw things scratched off.”</span>Yeah, it got her a bit depressed thinking about that, but she took another log swig before shrugging at the question.<span style="color: sienna">“Someone hiding from others… or the military?  I don’t know.  I am just a lowly engineer.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>