<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.weasyl.com/static/media/1b/a7/33/1ba733b406a74f55b4a190775935aa1f316f55e3577991f401613a009bbbce81.jpg)</div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">NAME:</span></strong><acronym title="Luhss">Luus</acronym>Remiril (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=329029.msg15725923#msg15725923)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">RACE:</span></strong>Turian<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">OCCUPATION:</span></strong>Merc<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">WEARING:</span></strong>This (https://imgur.com/8YG6INU)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">LOCATION:</span></strong>Communications<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">CONTENT:</span></strong>Retrieving something.<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG:</span></strong>Sonon<br/><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/>A man of few words, was he? Fair enough by him. "Luus Remiril. I believe you have a little something something for me?" He asked, voice rattling with anticipation. "Or a few things, really." Watching the salarian chew brought a look of curiosity to his face, and he sighed, knowing already that he was too compelled not to ask, "having a pre-flight snack? Chewy thing, whatever it is."