<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/kOfnT10.png)</div><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">NAME:</span></strong>Jorgal Drack (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=329085.msg15732038#msg15732038)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">RACE:</span></strong>Krogan<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">OCCUPATION:</span></strong>Scout/Assassin<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">DATE:</span></strong>18th December 2174 CE, Late Afternoon<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">WEARING:</span></strong>Krogan Combat Armour<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>Reunion<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG:</span></strong>Kandok<br/><br/><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/>“Well shit, I remember you telling me she was a bit trigger happy and aggressive but I thought you were exaggerating,” Drack grunted in reply, reaching to steady the bottle of scotch.  Be a waste if anything spilled and Kandok didn’t need another thing to cry about.  He listened somewhat sympathetically, a little irked when his friend started to complain about his age.<br/>“Seems to me it’s less about Ness being too young and you feeling too old then,” Drack responded dryly.  “Though you’ve still got a century and a half before you hit the big eight, so you’re not that old.  You’re a varren in its prime compared to me.”<br/>As for dealing with insatiable women, Drack thought back to when Nassana had proposed the idea of having a child the first time.  The krogan had looked into what it really took for an asari to have a baby and thought he knew what he was getting into.  The two weeks of vigorous sex had taken him completely by surprise.  He had<em>learned</em>things from that woman, things he later then put to good use when she asked him if he wanted another daughter with her a few decades later.  But that was over three hundred years ago, how would he fare if he had to do that all over again at his current age?<br/>“That’s rough buddy.”<br/><br/>The older krogan took another sip of his scotch, trying to think of some sort of solution or advice he could give.<br/>“Look, what you’re giving me here is all the challenges you’ll have if you decide to have kids, but you haven’t answered the most important one: do you want to have a kid?  Forget about where you’ll raise them, how you’ll survive their tempers and biotics and how hard and often Ness rides you.  Do you want daughters at all?”<br/>Drack refilled both of their glasses, “Because that’s what it really comes down to, doesn’t it?  If you flat out don’t like the idea of having children at all, then it doesn’t matter who you have them with or what they’re like.  But if you like the idea of having a daughter, then why not with the woman you decided to spend centuries with?  You had to have known what you’d be getting into when you decided to be her bondmate.”<br/>He might not have had the best opinion of Kandok’s intelligence, but he didn’t think the other krogan had agreed to be bonded with Ness without thinking about the future and what that would involve.<br/><br/>“Figure that part out first, the rest can be sorted out after that.”