<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">»<em> Rume'Zamin nar Folazi </em>« </span></div><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/501567062359932930/809964595283623966/Screenshot_7.png)</div><br/><br/><br/><strong>Name:-</strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: ariel black;">Rume'Zamin nar Folazi | Likes to be called Rue</span><br/><br/><strong>Age:-</strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: ariel black;"> 26</span><br/><br/><strong>Sexuality:-</strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: ariel black;"> Demisexual</span><br/><br/><strong>Race:-</strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: ariel black;">Quarian</span><br/><br/><strong>Birthplace:-</strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: ariel black;">Born on the ship <em>Folazi</em>, part of the master fleet</span><br/><br/><strong>Occupation:-</strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: ariel black;">Mechanic by trade</span><br/><br/><strong>Personality Traits:-</strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: ariel black;"> Eloquent| Busy body| Inquisitive| Craves social interactions (Although can be overwhelmed with doubts easily)</span><br/><br/><strong>Synospsis:-</strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: ariel black;"> Life among the Flotilla is what one would expect it to be; every cog within the floating citadel having to do it's own part to ensure the race to survive, laws and stipulations that require the community's cooperation in their nomadic lifestyle among the stars. It hadn't always been like this though, but for Rue it is the only life she has ever known. A race of travelers and scavengers the meaning of 'home' is a long forgotten sentiment that only some of the elders can barely think back towards, and even then it is marred with the unforgiving horrors of the Geth wars to forever tarnish what warm memories there once were. Chased from their home by their own creations Quarian life is made of survival and community, the grand fleet made of various ships to house clans all moving as one single entity to gather what can be used as resources for a species of once technologically marveled aliens. <br/><br/>As a young child Rue had found her own calling in the form of sneaking her way down to the engine cabin of her clan's ship, the curious quarian finding marvel in how such simple tools could propel their race through the stars themselves and wishing to discover more. Their history told by mouth was and still very much is a favorite pastime for Rue, the wonder of a place to call home particularly gripping the girl in a way that made her all the more hungry to do her part of their society. As fate would have it all quarian must go through a rite of passage in the form of leaving the fleet to be amongst the world outside of the steeled sanitarium of their 'world', a rite that Rue found herself woefully made to wait longer than expected with a bout of sickness that robbed her of a better part of a year in quarantine alone. That while it was eventually discovered to be a contaminated piece of equipment with bacteria hidden within it's inner crevice, the fall out resulted in several entire clans succumbing along with nearly Rue herself as well as the new need for knowledge in biologic information not known to them. <br/><br/>Once released from quarantine Rue found herself surprised to find her clan seemingly distanced from herself which was quite unlike all she had ever known, with the effects of isolation teeming fresh on her mind she became all the more thrown into her duties to her ship in an effort to prove herself still of use. So with the calling for various support in help to retrieve and guide cargo for yet another mysterious illness that plagued the universe, Rue felt herself already made the sacrificial lamb so why not show she could serve her race with her assistance and perhaps bring back valuable knowledge that could repair the stigma that now follows her.<br/><br/>So her great pilgrimage begins with not only her own race's fate, but countless others should it fail.<br/>  </span><br/><br/><strong>Skills:-</strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: ariel black;"> Avid tinkerer (Can dismantle and reassemble items with ease)|Advanced and extensive knowledge of various mechanics for ships| Mechanical diagnostic assistance created in the form of a program made by herself- nicknamed Min </span><br/><br/><strong>Weaknesses and Flaws:-</strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: ariel black;">Rue holds the anxiety of proving herself to her race in the form of her rite of passage, being far older than what is usually seen as she wrestles with the thought of even being able to return or if she wishes to. Aside from the obvious imperfection of her pitiful immune system often holding her back, there is also the curious thought of a mate and if such could even be achieved, much less to be accepted in the same manner in which her close knit community had done so before hand. Rue's greatest flaw is an unwillingness to voice her emotions to rather let it fester and bubble within her, more often than not throwing herself into her trade rather than address issues until it reaches it's boiling point. </span><br/><br/><strong>Kinks:-</strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: ariel black;">THIS (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=236994.msg11665698#msg11665698)</span><br/><br/><strong>Notes:-</strong><br/>(https://64.media.tumblr.com/9fde9def03a4f84a728eb6f59b14a4e5/tumblr_mmvmv2IPc01qko73so1_1280.png)(https://i.redd.it/my3mp539alh21.jpg)<br/><br/>Fun fact!-Rue is partial to the color orange- Unmasked Rue has a lavender tint to herself along with traditional markings on her neck and to lines above her eyes, her eyes a pale white with no pupils. Seen in her enviro-suit most of the time, Rue does find herself fading the face shield to allow herself to look those in the eye, only when she's more comfortable with them of course. She does also enjoy dressing her suit with various other fabrics from time to time, traditional purple only for more formal events.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: ariel black;"></span><br/><br/><br/><div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/mtRzyzC.png) (https://i.imgur.com/UueCzuS.png) (https://i.imgur.com/lBKJLOO.png) (https://i.imgur.com/Ahokz30.png) </div>