<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/XsPFh1t.jpg)</div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">NAME:</span></strong>Samantha Adams (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=329085.msg15726713#msg15726713)<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>Doctor<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">DATE:</span></strong>18th December 2174 CE, Ungodly early<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">WEARING:</span></strong>Late night comfortable (https://imgur.com/xn4g91K)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">LOCATION:</span></strong>Mess Hall<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">CONTENT:</span></strong>Am I hallucinating?<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG:</span></strong>Jacki | Closed<br/><br/><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/>If you excluded the asari, Samantha found that she spent most of her time in the company of the Salarians. Their powers of observation never failed to amaze the young woman, and working with them in the hospital was always quite a fascinating experience. She liked the way they challenged her brain and engaged with her during periods of consultation. She appreciated their insight and ability to look at things objectively; sometimes tough decisions could only be made by reducing the pros and cons down to bullet points and facts. That didn’t mean it didn’t drive her to a stiff drink afterward… but that just came with the territory.<br/><br/>Samantha’s smile blossomed into a full grin, amusement causing her pale blue eye to sparkle even in this dim lighting. His humor helped to chase some of that brain-fog and fatigue away; she sat up a little straighter, adjusted so that she faced him across the table, and wondered about the possibilities of a research project comparing Salarians to hummingbirds. That tea had to of been closer to simple syrup at this point -then again, she had scooped a spoon full of sugar into her coffee earlier, so who was she to judge?<br/><br/>“Cards? Do you have a deck?” And sure enough, Jacki was pulling out his playing deck even as she asked her question, shuffling them between agile fingers. The last time she played cards was in university. She had scribbled notes all over their faces to help her study while also keeping her hands busy. She had never mastered the art of shuffling, but she wasn’t half bad as a player.<br/><br/>“Have you stumbled across anything regarding tarot cards?” The smile on her face twisted, favoring one side over the other as she asked her question. “They’re mostly used as a novelty, although some people hold a superstitious belief regarding their use.” Vague as they were, and wide open to interpretation and projection. “What are we playing?”<br/>