The glare that was thrown at Darion just helped him shut up and follow the order, though it obviously didn’t instill much fear in the scarred soldier to anyone that looked at him.  Instead he cocked an eyebrow at the look.  Ok, he really followed the order because the old man seemed like a commanding officer, and Darion had used to be a Marine, he was good at following orders, especially from smart officers.<br/><br/>He grinned just slightly at how much the angry look reminded Darion of a couple MTIs from Basic training.  It was interesting how much this old man reminded Darion of the old geezer in combat training who Darion pissed off on a daily basis.  Though the yelling wasn’t the same, not as loud.<br/><br/>He stayed silent as the altercation began between the officers and the old human, Turian, and the gorgeous Asari.  There was nothing at all the merc himself could do but keep his weapon trained just in case they began firing.  There was nothing that he could do from this distance in the physical and biotic altercation that was occurring.  It was better he stay where he was and make sure the Salarian stayed where he was.  Even though it wasn’t as necessary as he later found out, Darion still wouldn’t have been any help just yet from his distance away.<br/><br/>The pistol in his hand though returned to its maglock at the small of his back as soon as both security officers were disarmed, and he finally got a good look at what he had done to the Salarian, and just grinned a bit.  The slug was unconscious and thus made it easier to handle him.  Especially when the order to load up in the landing shuttle.  Lifting up and throwing the Salarian over his shoulder unceremoniously, finding it easy to lift the criminal.  He followed quickly; his only hesitation was to stare at Ashana’s ass for a moment, completely unable to help himself when he saw it in clear view while she boarded the shuttle.  It was a nice ass, though he knew it wasn’t right to be checking her out in this situation.<br/><br/>Once on the Shuttle, darion dumped the broker agent to the deck near the far wall chairs before he moved over to a bench near him where he could watch the others, especially the doctor as he worked on the Quarian.  It was a really bad from his disadvantageous angle of the work being done showed him.  He only turned his attention to Ashana when she spoke up and asked the question.<span style="color: YellowGreen">“My name is …”</span>he began but he stopped him she put her hand up and the soldier saw the look on her face.  Yup, the Quarian was a friend.  The injury had hit her pretty hard obviously by the look on her face.  They were seeing her though any act that she had previously put on before Darion had met her those few minutes ago.<br/><br/>He said nothing to her, and he only looked up at her face, he knew what it was like to lose friends and companions, hopefully she wouldn’t experience that.  His eyes didn’t give Ashana the look her body deserved because of what she was feeling, it definitely wouldn’t be right to check the woman out while she was feeling worried for a friend.  Instead he turned his attention to the old human and answered the question.<br/><br/><span style="color: YellowGreen">“I am not exactly sure what the exact reason your friend was looking for the Salarian here just that they were looking for him to get some information, what information I don’t know.”</span>He began answering the question.<span style="color: YellowGreen">"I began tagging along with the Quarian and Krogan when they had come into the bar looking for the location of the Shadow Broker Agent, and also mentioned something about looking for more possible crew members…”</span>Darion began, then told the major things that happened after, leaving out why he wanted the agent as well.  He ended his explanation about the time they had apprehended the Salarian.<span style="color: YellowGreen"> “He was already injured when we met on the roof and made our way to you.  That’s what I saw happen.”</span><br/><br/>…………………………………..<br/><br/><span style="color: Magenta">“Ouch, I feel sorry for anyone who hurts an important member of this crew with the weapons on this ship.”</span>Kala said, and visibly shivered at the thought.  Though at the mention that there were other new people, she got the feeling that she would not be enjoying her nights in that crowded crew quarters.  She may act like a bad ass girl sometimes, but she was shy when it came to her modesty.  It was a little unnerving that it was so easy for them to replace their crew, not exactly good job security for her on top of her uneasiness about more people to avoid being naked in the crew quarters around.  They could easily replace her…<br/><br/>She shook her head, and didn’t dwell on those thoughts as she just nodded to the Asari Mechanic and followed her out of the ship.  Kala could do nothing about that at all, and she couldn’t change it at all, having no choice after agreeing to join the crew.<br/><br/>At the news that she got to work on the engine cells, Kala obviously brightened up and seemed not to mind whatever was said before.  Though when they got them disassembled, she was a little disappointed that it was high grade, but standard make equipment.  It was much better than what she had ever worked on herself, and she would definitely still enjoy it all.  It was just a shame she wouldn’t get to take anything experimental apart.<br/><br/>As the work started, it became obvious why she often got dirty while working, she liked actually getting her hands on the equipment to work on it.  Each work Airea spoke, Kala listened to while she was in working, studying the pieces she looked at, her omni tool receiving the tech information of what it was near and showing weather it needed maintained.  She only paused a moment to look up at the Kodiak that returned before brushing it off and returning to work on the cell.<br/><br/>………………………………..<br/><br/>Darion felt when the shuttle finally landed darion waited for all the others to depart before he hauled the Salarian back up over his shoulder and departed after them.  He watched as they mostly left through the elevator first other than the Older human.  He waited a moment before calling it again after the others would have exited and took his own ride down with the last few.<br/><br/>On the Crew Quarters, Darion followed the older man and Rajarr to one of the side decks.  He was not all that careful about dumping the poor bastard onto the ground in the dark.  It was the best way to get rid of the burden before following back out again to the large table in the deck.  He was going to guess what came next, an interrogation of the new guy, namely Darion. He honestly hadn’t expected there to be an organized crew when he had overheard Rajjar and Sorv talking in Infinity earlier. Let along this old veteran running things.  Honestly he had expected the Asari, Ashana, to be running things.<br/><br/><span style="color: YellowGreen">“So what now?”</span>Darion asked to break the spreading silence that seemed to spread as the doctor was in there working on Sorv and the others were out here at the table. He obviously was meaning what they were going to do with him, especially after the story of what had happened in the short time since Infinity. He had mentioned that he had followed in hopes of speaking to whoever was hiring the crew that Raj and Sorv had mentioned them needing. Now they actually had a chance to sit and talk.<span style="color: YellowGreen">“I hope your friend recovers, he wasn’t too bad in that fight in the second bar.</span>”<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>