Darion listened as the group got the flow of information going slowly from the salarian.  Darion just stood there and did what he did best, look intimidating with the face of scars and the knife and obvious muscles under his cloths.  Of course that probably wasn't really necessary with the gun in the Turian's hand 'accidentally' shooting into the scum's foot.  Darion didn't even flinch at the sound of the thing.<br/><br/>Though at the mention of Polaris Towers, Darion couldn't really keep his mouth shut on that one.<span style="color: YellowGreen"> “We had already been there, the shadow broker wasn't there, though that is where we learned to come looking for you.”</span>He said, a little surprised that this salarian was saying that they would have to go back there to find the shadow broker agent.  Not fun.  He always hated getting the runaround.<br/><br/>Grumbling about that as the interrogation continued for a short while more, suddenly this was all starting to seem more like a black ops run.  That was something he wasn't trained for.  Cloak and dagger missions were not in his bag of skills, he was more the type that you point him in the direction of the enemy, and he killed them.<br/><br/>Finally the questioning was over and Ashana was asking what they should do with the piece of scum,  and he grinned at the suggestion of shooting him.<span style="color: YellowGreen"> “Oh, I actually agree, shoot him and tie up that loose end.  Though I would rather be the one to pull the trigger.  He led Me and your Krogan friend on a long chase after getting us shot at by his Thugs.”</span>as if to show his willingness to do just that, Darion drew his pistol from the mag-lock at his back and activated the thing.  It took him less than a moment before he had it leveled at the Salarian's head.<br/><br/><span style="color: YellowGreen">“though before we shoot him, does anyone have any ideas how to get this invitation to see Serrah U'vek?”</span>he asked, a rare moment of having a good idea before violence broke out .<br/><br/>…........................................<br/><br/>Kala narrowed her eyes a bit and glared at the Asari at her simple answers.   She absolutely hated that reasoning for not telling someone what they actually needed.<span style="color: Magenta"> “if that is your answer, then don't complain when we need to repair something, and I know nothing about what we are repairing.  It's your fault is I make a mistake and break something.”</span>she said before muttering some curses under her breath before the sounds were occurring below.  The Quarian with the amazing curves below her armor.<br/><br/><span style="color: Magenta">“What was she shopping for?”</span>she asked herself, not really expecting an answer before the Quarian disappeared into the ship.<span style="color: Magenta">“Oh, whatever, this ship still needs some repairs.”</span>she said with a sigh, getting back to work on what repairs were still under progress.  Plus she could get more scans of some equipment to study later.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>