<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>18th of December, 2174 CE<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">WEARING:</span></strong>Nose bandage<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">LOCATION:</span></strong>Room 15<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">CONTENT:</span></strong>Maintenance work<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG:</span></strong>Jackiro<br/><br/><strong></strong><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/>"Jackiro Indri to room 15, optional." VI system announces from Jackiro's personal communicator. The message is signed by the Chief Engineer. It was a long shot by Jacob to begin with, but he did need assistance on a problem, and out of the personnel file, Jackiro was the best fit. Deciding to take a break on working with the problem, he takes up another project, waiting for the STG operative to barge in.<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vVQ30ETs3hI/TyGveE5hVLI/AAAAAAAABVM/UFi7ucOBztQ/s1600/Blood_Dragon_Armor_2.png)</div>He picks up a palette, a brush, begins mixing up paints, and turns to the armored suit at the side, beginning to tune up the colours of the suit while waiting, with his back towards the door. The glorious ornamental art hasn't really taken any damage, and he was just adding essentially a water colour base ontop just out of hobby. Having lost his sense of time when there's a knock from the door.<br/><br/><strong>"Door, Open."</strong>Having commanded the ship systems to do the work, his head turning enough to show the bandaid running across the nose, still, even if it has been almost two days since the incident. Also, his mechanical arm is half open, showing the inner circuitry, its cover plate laying on the engineer's private workbench next to the armor with various tools and loose parts. Several crats worth of personal projects piled on one another, most of them see-through and unopened. And he is wearing exactly one piece of fabric, and that is on his nose.<strong>"Ah, Jackiro, that was fast, come on in. I need you."</strong>Sticking his brush in a glass of water on the desk and turning around revealing the utter lack of any hair anywhere on his body aside of the facial ornamentation.<br/><br/><strong>"I have this problem I need an expert opinion on."</strong>With those words, he summons up his omni-tool and he vanishes from view as the tactical cloak surrounds him. All except the mechanical arm, becoming one with the background in a manner where a suitably trained eye can spot the difference and movement makes it more obvious. Except of course, the arm which is completely visible, and moving in the most diva like manner.<strong>"You can spot the issue, I believe?"</strong>