<strong>Name:</strong>Callius Thyron<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Shuttle bay<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>Stephan and Raven<br/><hr/>Ravens introduction earned her a smile, nearly followed by a burst of laughter. Formal? Pretty much no one has been formal with him in the last years and Callius pretty much liked it that way, the fact that someone drinking his booze would be the first one was so ironic that it brightened his mood even more than the drinks themselves and it took a while untill he recovered from that.<br/><br/>"Raven it is then, seeing that i'm neither alliance nor millitary. Think i got a millitary rank too somewhere, but i'd be damned if i remember."<br/><br/>Callius patiently listened to Ravens thoughts concerning the fate of their Target. It still did sound to convinient that he really was dead, but every other possibility was just plain ridicolous. Still the Human seemed to still be focused on the last mission pretty much, which was understandable, given Callius words during the briefing. A screw up was always possible...<br/><br/>"I disagree in one point... What matters in this point is that we have no idea WHO exactly we're fighting and that worries me."<br/><br/>Now that was unexptected...at least partially. It seemed not only the Commander was eavesdropping on them, but the fellow crewmembers as well. Callius hated the feeling of being watched, but he guessed there was nothing to be done about it for the while being, so he might as well watch his words or practice some more close combat.<br/><br/>"A Fighter? Let's hope your just here for the good image, then. I'd dislike a frontal assault, sounds like poking into a bee's hive."<br/><br/>So it would seem he had to hack without training for that particular device, but then again, the worst that could happen was nothing and an exploding lung probably was to high a price to prevent that. Still being able to watch how such an arm functions before one would try to punch through Callius' face was still was a plus even more since the person hanging on the robotic limp seemed much more difficult to analyse. Not that Callius had the time or was sober enough anyways.<br/><br/>Meeting the introduction  with a nod, the turians said: "Callius Thyron, feel free to help yourself to some drinks, there might even still be a few non dextro-based ones around...i think..."