<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.redd.it/1q26kfsme4ry.png)</div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">NAME:</span></strong>Zelgraviana "Zel" Belstris (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=335654.msg15963094#msg15963094)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">RACE:</span></strong>Salarian<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">OCCUPATION:</span></strong>Chemist<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">DATE:</span></strong>December 18th, 2174 CE<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">WEARING:</span></strong>A rather dingy, dark blue version of this (https://i2.wp.com/i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/dacaz/4th%20Quarter%202012/DSCN9339.jpg)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">LOCATION:</span></strong><strong>Enlil</strong>. Docking Bay Victor-12<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">CONTENT:</span></strong>What we call a "Varric Tethras" moment<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG:</span></strong>Sam, Drack, Jarv, Open<br/><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/><em>Well, shit</em>. That was the immediate thought that went through Zel's head once she heard the reactions to the loss of funds for the mercenary groups. Not a problem that all the chemistry magic could solve, either. Credits were not something she could make in a lab, at least not directly, and-<br/><br/>Her thoughts were cut off when she saw the stun grenade launch towards the asari. Which, incidentally, was not all that distant from where Zel was standing.<em>OK, plan B. Ah, who am I kidding? There wasn't even a plan A.</em>Before the stun grenade even hit the ground, Zel was dashing away from it, almost stumbling as she ran backwards without looking. Unfortunately, she had come into this planning to solve the problem with diplomacy, so she was slightly underprepared for what was clearly going to be a bit of a firefight. She had only grabbed one of her bags before leaving the lab, and that meant she was basically helpless in that regard.<br/><br/>Still, the chemist had a few tricks up her sleeve. Firing up her barrier, Zel activated her omni-blade, briefly flexing her hand to handle the cold.<em>Forgot my glove. Too late now.</em>