Name: Alice Hackett<br/>Location: Xotlendi<br/>Tags: Fera, Callius, Iliarya, Raven<br/><hr/>Alice sighed, shrugging her cybernetic limbs in an exaggerated motion.<strong>"All this fuss . . . why don't we see Uncle Akkhan AND the Matriarch? We could all work together nicely, and be good children, yes? We'll all get along nice, and if any of our side decide to get uppity, I'll be sure to punch them in the head until they pass out. We don't want any TROUBLE, right?"</strong><br/><br/>Alice turned to Raven with an odd grin on her face. Seems she knew what happened with the original group that visited the Xotlendi. Really, bringing an Asari onto the ship was probably not a good idea . . . but oh well! At Callius's antics though she had to stop herself from laughing.<br/><br/><strong>"How can you not know of the Warengion? Such an amazingly gifted race will surely be at the forefront of galactic politics soon . . . depending on a few things."</strong>She turned towards Kersh and his companion with a raised eyebrow. Clearly, someone had been telling Alice things. THINGS. Rebecca Hackett didn't usually open her mouth about private matters, but it was understandable that she'd told Alice a few things. After all, Rebecca was one of the few people who was still welcome on the Xotlendi by a good portion of the Warengion in power, and had brought Alice along on one or two trips in order to introduce her to those same key snakes . . . and maybe show off what she'd learned. Alice's arms were indeed Warengion in design, but crafted by human hands . . something just about unheard of.