Lennik cracks her neck as she pushes her way through the crowd and into the line infront of the warehouse.  She had been on Omega long enough to perfect ‘the look’. The look that screamed at any passerby stupid enough to stop and gawk at her  to fuck right off and keep walking.   This look was perfect for times like these...sea's parted..lines moved. She knew female Krogan were a rarity outside of Tuchanka, and normally,  the  stares didn’t bother her really-but it was always better to scare anyone willing to fuck with you before they got any bright ideas as to how to go about it.<br/><br/>Her lip curls up as she stomps by random people. She looks around, some fuckin’ combination here.  Quarians, a Drell, Krogen..and of course Asari.  Lennik sometimes missed home..but there were very few Asari on Tuchanka..and well, Lennik had acquired a taste.  She snorts and bites at the piercings in her lower lip as she stops to eye up the Asari standing in the corner. She’s so distracted by copious amount of blue sexy-lady, that she entirely missed the willowy one being pushed into her by a cranky as fuck Turian.<br/><br/>Lennik grunts at first, looking down to the blue woman pressed against her check and cracks a smile.<span style="color: purple">“I know I’m Irresistible, but we just met sweet cheeks…” </span>She pushes the Asari to the side gently, before inhaling deeply and trying to puff herself up to her full height.<span style="color: purple">“You like pushin’ delicate little flowers around Turian yr’ free ta give me a try any time.”</span>She growls under her breath as she leans in close to the Turian, her shit eating smile of sharp teeth just inches from his face.  The Turian gets the point..mumbles something about her being a bitch, and waves a hand dismissively,  Lennik takes the opportunity to bark,<span style="color: purple"> “But you swore you’d call the next morning!”</span>in the Turians direction as the stranger walked away. Her voice is throaty and raw…it was intimidating enough with out all the mountains of shitty attitude.  Female Krogan weren’t around enough to garner much of a reputation other then that of mystery, but Lennik used that mystery to her advantage  any chance she got.<br/><br/>The Krogan rolls her eyes and laughs low and under her breath as she pushes her self past the turian and yelps back to the Asari.<span style="color: purple">“You commin’ er not pipsqueak?”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>