<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/b/be/69d375cf46d771d4a792853f7bd4f4f3.jpg/776px-69d375cf46d771d4a792853f7bd4f4f3.jpg)</div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">NAME:</span></strong>Ja'sia 'Jay' V'doris (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=329085.msg15727579#msg15727579)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">RACE:</span></strong>Asari<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">OCCUPATION:</span></strong>Pilot<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">WEARING:</span></strong>Black & gray suit (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/7/7a/JayOutfit1.jpg/250px-JayOutfit1.jpg) w/ short grey jacket (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/1f/82/cf/1f82cf7d807e0a3568ffbe69f4ef5aed.jpg).<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">LOCATION:</span></strong>Presidium Tower | Bougie Lounge<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">CONTENT:</span></strong>Arrival<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG:</span></strong>Group<br/><br/><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/>Jay flinched from the images revealed on the display, but she never looked away, her expression one of unfiltered sympathy and horror.  Even though the medical analysis was beyond her, she understood Samantha's explanation and shuddered at the idea of a fungus overtaking a body to that degree.  Chewing her lip, she looked to Sparatus as he asked for questions.<br/><br/>"So, you guys are pretty sure it's a targeted attack?  Biological warfare, basically?  Is there any evidence to suggest that, beyond the extreme coincidence that some random, unheard of fungus that only propagates in humans just appeared suddenly?"  Her eyes flicked from Sparatus to Sam, brow arching slightly in curiosity.  Her stomach was all tied up in knots, partly due to the extreme nature of the stakes, but also because she realized why she was there.  They wanted her to pilot the ship with the weight of human relations with Citadel space, not to mention the lives of millions of humans, on its thrusters.  That was heavy.<br/><br/>"I'm down, don't get me wrong.  I'm just worried.  Like, should we be including humans on the crew?  I would hate for us to find this thing only for it to get loose and start infecting our people."  She glanced at Sam, her expression one of gentle concern.  She could only imagine the horror she would experience watching her people dying as a result of some bigoted, vengeful attack that turned them into monsters before killing them in the worst way possible.