<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/8/89/0495d020168920aacf3b9c7b62dc7334.png/507px-0495d020168920aacf3b9c7b62dc7334.png)</div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">NAME:</span></strong>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>Galley<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">CONTENT:</span></strong>Oooo...Snacks!<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG:</span></strong>Namir; Open<br/><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/>Jay watched with amusement as the unfamiliar human repeated her mistake, never even considering warning him about the grumpy cook lurking within.  Crunching another cheesy snack, she waited and then giggled when she saw the man emerge again with his hands up.  Leaning, she peeked behind the bar to see if she could spy a bottle of something non-alcoholic to drink, before climbing over to start rummaging around.  She popped up at the question from Namir and grinned, nodding quickly.  "Sure!  I don't know where the bartender is, or if there even is one, but I'm playing at it for now.  You want anything?  Oh, I'm Jay, the pilot."<br/><br/>She ducked down again briefly and reappeared holding a bottle of Coke, turning to fetch a bottle of dark rum off the shelves to go with it.  As she hunted down a couple of tumblers and some ice, she glanced frequently at Namir.  "Biotics specialist, huh?  What's your focus, defense, or offense?  Or do you do both the same?  I kinda got a little bit of training in all of it, but I haven't had much need to use it beyond goofing around.  My friends love it when I juggle."  She poured herself a strong rum and coke with a handful of ice cubes, and took a small sip, giving a little squeak and shudder before chasing it with a couple more puffs.