<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/4d/e4/db/4de4db0d36edeae01e2a43ba666d29aa--deus-ex-mankind-divided-jensen.jpg)</div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">NAME:</span></strong>Jacob "Sink" Sinclair (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=329085.msg15729522#msg15729522)<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>Chief Engineer<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">DATE:</span></strong>21st of December<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">WEARING:</span></strong>Dark Green overalls with oil stains.<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">LOCATION:</span></strong>Hydroponics.<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">CONTENT:</span></strong>Dirty son of a fine lady.<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG:</span></strong>Rue<br/><strong></strong><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Min deciding to go ahead and blare out opinions past Rue, catches the engineer by surprise, he not coming up with a witty quip for the moment, so deciding to burrow those comments to the back of his mind while working on the 'ponics, and taking the quarian's offered spare part and proceeding to install it with the cyberhand opening up and barely even looking like a hand, but a mass of wiry machine parts that all do their various tasks including the cleaning and fixing the locations the new part goes to, all the way until the work is done and the fleshy hand places the new tool in, at which point the hand reassembles itself to look as it did before the split up.<br/><br/><strong>"If you mean when we arrive, a few days. I think the 24th. Just in time for Christmas. And if you mean when the Omega wil be departing, I don't think it will. By the extrapedia entry, it seems like it's a trading hub nowadays." </strong>With that he stands up and hands over the spade to Rue.<br/><br/><strong>"You take the last one, and I'll spin you a little yarn.</strong>And he proceeds to take his rank provided privileges and move to take a seat on one of the hydroponics tables, leaning on to it, folding his hands over the chest.<br/><br/><strong>"Used to be soldier. Back during the Human Turian war. I was stationed in the Shanxi garrison, the best defense set up Alliance could afford. Armed to the teeth, as we did sort of expect to run into hostile aliens sooner or later. The day Turian fleet arrived, I climbed into my fighter and sortied out, without a second thought. The Turians had already opened fire by the time we got half way there, and we were intercepted by their fighters."</strong>Musing up that tale did come with a price, it is tearing up old wounds, his eyes closing as the head leans forward, he tried to tell himself he's over it, and to others around that he can take it. And he can, just not without a cost.<br/><br/><strong>"I don't even remember getting hit. The next I remember, I am on a crashed fighter near the colony, my arm and leg stuck underneath debris, and I'm bleeding. Making me one of the handful of the defenders to survive the encounter."</strong>Images of the pilots he served with flashing in his mind, memories of each of them passing by as he retells the tale.<strong>"Why I am sharing this with you is, sometimes death can't be avoided. A thousand things can go wrong even with the best of preparation. I suffered from the same guilt you feel. Maybe If I dodged earlier, I could have saved a fellow pilot. Why did I survive, but the others had to die?Universe has never been fair and equal, and trust me when I say, he did what he thought was the best thing to do. Don't just mourn his loss, but celebrate the life he had, and the ones he saved."</strong>He didn't even notice it a but a glimmer of a tear had formed over his cheek on his still biological eye.<br/><br/><strong>"That's how I do it. I recount every life my friends saved, by buying seconds for the colonists to get into shelters." </strong><br/><br/>