<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/2e/95208584feab2d7b0cc22ff369f514a4.jpg)</div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">NAME:</span></strong>Odrinne Keas<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">RACE:</span></strong>Drell<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">OCCUPATION:</span></strong>Adept Freelancer<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">DATE:</span></strong>19th, December 2174 CE - Afternoon-ish<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">WEARING:</span></strong>Pictured<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">LOCATION:</span></strong>Cargo Hold<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">CONTENT:</span></strong>Training<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG:</span></strong>Luus<br/><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/>A curse flew through her lips when he caught her ruse and failed to take the bait, but she couldn't deny the fact that his quick-thinking and reaction times were impressive.  She had to fight the instinct to glance after the crate, wondering over the fact that her desire to avoid damaging the cargo had dissolved the moment she had a familiar target to aim at.  The man just had a way of pushing all the right, and wrong, buttons.<br/><br/>Her lean muscles flexed as he began to gather energy around him, her body preparing to leap out of the way and - she hoped - send him crashing into more cargo feeling foolish and giving her the chance to gloat.  But, instead, she hissed softly with surprise as her feet suddenly left the floor and her eyes narrowed in his direction.  "Damnit, Luus!  Put me the fuck down!"<br/><br/>She dangled helplessly in the air, watching him draw closer and feeling her heart rate quickening slightly from the adrenaline rush, which was amped up by the giddy sense of weightlessness in the biotic singularity, and the implications of his words.  Glancing down, she tried to somehow regain her footing, without any footing to begin with, and folded her arms across her chest, huffing with a faint note of breathlessness in her voice.  "That's not funny, Luus..."