<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/kOfnT10.png)<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Red Team</span></span></div></div><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">NAME:</span></strong>Jorgal Drack (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=329085.msg15732038#msg15732038)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">RACE:</span></strong>Krogan<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">OCCUPATION:</span></strong>Scout/Assassin<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">DATE:</span></strong>20th December, 2174 CE<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">WEARING:</span></strong>Krogan Combat Armour Painted in Greens that Match Reetix<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">LOCATION:</span></strong>East of LZ<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">CONTENT:</span></strong>Mission<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG:</span></strong>Jackiro, Max, Rue, Sink<br/><br/><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/>Once the salarian confirmed the warlord’s omni-tool wouldn’t be an issue, Drack tuned him out and didn’t listen to the rest of his words.  Instead, he focused on more important matters, like preparing himself for a hot LZ in case Blood Pack managed to get there before Red Team did.  The knife was stowed away, he didn’t want to be carelessly brandishing a bladed weapon in a narrow space in case things got bumpy, but the pistol was still in his hand, though his finger was resting on the side and not over the trigger, gun safety and bumpy rides after all.  He was cognizant of how the salarian was holding his pistol, but it only made him want to laugh with contempt.  The coward was frightened over his own imaginations, there was no way Drack would endanger the lives of Rue, Sink and the rest of their team by starting a fight in the shuttle.  Really, it said more about the salarian than it did him.<br/><br/>The flight was tense, and the closer they got to Blue and Orange, the more unbearable sitting still became.  He wanted to<em>DO</em>something, not be stuck endlessly waiting for something to happen.  When the shuttle thumped down, the krogan barreled out of the shuttle once they were cleared to get off, ready for a fight.  What he wasn’t ready for was the silent still form of Kandok resting on the ground.  Hot, burning rage turned into a cold and icy.  Still anger, just different.  He didn’t even wait for the salarian’s orders: once Sam’s voice reached him, he started to move.<br/>“Copy that,” he replied back, walking up to the fallen krogan.  From his gear, he took out a thermal blanket, krogan sized, and laid down on the ground before carefully hefting the heavy teammate up and gently sliding him on.  Then, grabbing the corners of the blanket, he slowly dragged Kandok towards the shuttle, his anger giving him the strength to do so, and navigated the ramp as delicately as possible so that he didn’t make anything worse.<br/><br/>Once that was done, Drack returned to the rest of the group by the large hole.<br/>“I’ll find you a good path soon,” he stated gruffly over the comms as he made his way to the cave entrance.  This wasn’t the first time he had to deal with klixen.  Not the first time he had to deal with them off Tuchanka either.<br/>“I have experience with klixen and harvester tunnels.  Should be able to use their tracks to get a sense of the layout and find the shortest path to the others inside.  Or just avoid the most common of their runs so we don’t have to fight any there and back.”<br/>The pressure of the situation to get to his allies as quickly as possible without drawing any danger to them was doing a good job of keeping his anger contained and his mind focused.<br/>“Also have some rope on me,” the krogan added.   “We can tie people onto our backs, keep our hands free.  We can tie two onto mine if one of them is Sam.”