<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/3/3f/Namir_Sedeg1.jpg/334px-Namir_Sedeg1.jpg)</div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">NAME:</span></strong>Namir Sedef (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=329085.msg15733505#msg15733505)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">RACE:</span></strong>Human<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">OCCUPATION:</span></strong>Experimental Biotic<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">WEARING:</span></strong>A black sleeveless hooded shirt, simple black pants and red shoes.<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">LOCATION:</span></strong>Cargo Bay<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">CONTENT:</span></strong>Saying goodbye and making first impressions<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG:</span></strong>Drack, Sink, Councilors<br/><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/>Arriving on the Citadel for the first time was an awe inspiring experience. Namir had seen some impressively large ships while working as a mercenary, but nothing on the scale of the station. His eyes were wide, taking in the breathtaking views and a few asari that were dropping him off laughed at his response. He ignored them, he knew they didn’t mean anything by it, they often found his reactions to things funny. Being the only human on the crew on the Lucenara did make him the object of quite a bit of curiosity, even years later.<br/><br/>Unfortunately for Namir he did not have much time to enjoy the station. He had just enough time to arrive and get his affairs in order before they left. He turned from the window and looked at the asari in the shuttle with him. They had become dear friends, no, family in the time since they had taken him in after his parents died. He felt a swell in his chest. He was going to miss them. He cracked a smile knowing they would miss his ‘weird’ human ways.<br/><br/>Namir’s mind drifted to the task at hand. He was curious exactly what the mission would entail, but the mystery of it only made him more interested. The payout was almost alarmingly high. Almost. He knew he was capable enough to handle whatever came at them. Though, if they were hiring him they were expecting trouble. Not many people were desperate enough to hire a human biotic given how recent of a development they are.<br/><br/>He was gently shaken out of his thoughts by the shifting of the shuttle coming to a stop on landing bay 43c. He took a deep breath, pushing away his nerves, and rose from his seat. He gave his fellow crewmates tight hugs goodbye and promises to see one another again. With one more solemn goodbye, he grabbed his bags and set off on his own.<br/><br/>The trip to the dock where the Kalanhai was a minor journey in and of itself. The sheer size of the station made it surprisingly easy to get lost in, especially one’s first time there. It took him over an hour longer than it should have to finally arrive at his destination and he could feel hunger already gnawing at his belly. A downside of being biotic, almost always hungry. He was glad that he messaged the quartermaster before arriving on the Citadel about his elevated caloric intake. Even for a biotic he had a large appetite. On the Lucenara the asari would often make playful jokes about how ravenous humans were.<br/><br/>When Namir saw the Kalanhai, he was curious to see the inside and picked up his pace. He had never been on a salarian vessel before. He ignored the busy bodies loading the ship and made his way up and onto the bottom deck of the ship. He paid little mind to the others on the deck, he figured they all had a reason to be there, but when his eyes landed on a krogan he stopped and couldn’t help himself from staring.<br/><br/>This krogan was the first one he’d ever seen in person and, oh boy, the vids did not do them justice. They were just absolutely<em>massive</em>. He stood there for probably a moment or two too long before he became aware of his own gaze and recomposed himself. It wasn’t polite to stare, and if they were going on this mission together he’d have plenty of time to see what a real life krogan was like. If the stories were true it was going to be wild.