Maethia was definitely a little buzzed from the cheers and of course Darion’s near compliment fueling her own already fairly healthy ego. The woman collapsed her rifle, letting the modular design fold back into the heft rectangle-shape it normally was in and turned to face the man – that was until she saw an Asari approaching them and a fairly good looking one at that. After the mysterious Asri voices her questions Maethia grins a little and knocks one of her boots against another, a tic she picked up long ago during training. “ Well, usually if someone gets that close to me I’m at a club. “ She pauses a bit and laughs a little, drawling out the next statement. “ Not too very much into the whole choking thing though, but I heard it’s fun-whatever floats your boat.”<br/><br/>Of course then she offered a hand to hand challenge and not too unlike the men her mind definitely went places though /unlike/ them however she knew better than to ogle or let her eyes wander the other Asari lecherously. The dusky purple hued Asari let silence pass for a few moments before nearly walking forward until Darion made his call and she stepped forward to prove his worth. It was going to be an interesting show, that much was for sure and she sure as hell wouldn’t mind watching Darion or Ashana get a little down and dirty in hand to hand.<br/><br/>Glancing over to Firas she smiles , a wry grin at the corners of her lips as she nods her head subtly to Ashana. “ I’m surprised we didn’t have male crew running from the top decks at that offer.” Maethia was just trying to make conversation, trying to fit in with the new crew with her own brand of humor but part of her was really serious about, there really was a suspicious lack of people jumping all over the offer.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>