<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/11/b1/7e/11b17eca52781778f9a8fcecef870983.jpg)</div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">NAME:</span></strong>Jackiro Indri (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=329085.msg15749809#msg15749809)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">RACE:</span></strong>Salarian<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">OCCUPATION:</span></strong>Infiltration Expert, STG<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">DATE:</span></strong>December 18th, 2174 CE | Late<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">WEARING:</span></strong>...Human-Style Pyjamas? (https://matalan-content.imgix.net/uploads/asset_file/asset_file/312158/1611225285.9633052-S2809051_C128_Alt1.jpg?ixlib=rails-2.1.4&auto=format%2Ccompress&cs=tinysrgb&w=1000&h=1400&fit=crop&dpr=2&s=02c6a9b2acc00818a56cf567c5915920) with a mug (https://cdn.somethinggeeky.com/product-images/ahtheelementofsurprisemug_4ffed3e2d5699.jpg) too.<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">LOCATION:</span></strong>Kalanhai | Mess Hall<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">CONTENT:</span></strong>Refuelling the Midnight Express.<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG: </span></strong>Samantha | Closed<br/><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/>"Variables too numerous. Possibilities too incalculable. Motivations not clear enough, despite council assertation of Batarian involvement."<br/><br/>Sam would hear it coming from the Kitchen. Low, uneven mutterings followed by the clanging of cutlery and crockery. At one point, the banging of something solid against something else solid punctuated the room, followed by an unceremonious "Ouch." echoed from the kitchen connected to the Mess Hall, almost sounding bored by the brief exasperation of pain. Seconds later, Samantha would see it...or him, as it were. Jackiro was walking out of the glorified storage cupboard holding a steaming mug of something, as well as a tiny bottle of honey. He was wearing a rather unexpected piece of fashion; a very Human-inspired set of pyjamas, made of a flannel material and chequered black, white, and blue.<br/><br/>The Salarian blinked a couple of times as he spotted Samantha sitting in the Mess Hall, as if trying to take in the woman's sudden appearance. He clearly looked at her, then at the doorway as if he was pondering the idea of just...walking away from her. It crossed his mind, but considering the colourful nature of the crew thus far he decided that it would be good to just...walk over and see her. Shrugging, he strolled over to the woman massaging her neck, sitting opposite her and taking a moment to pour in a teaspoon worth of honey into his cup of what-was-revealed to be tea.<br/><br/>...Then another...<br/><br/>...and another...<br/><br/>...and another.<br/><br/>"Terribly sorry; did not know I wasn't alone. Got frustrated with Cook's placement of goods. Did you know the honey was hidden with the meat? Seems preposterous to me." He harrumphed, as if genuinely offended by the fact. "Guess you could say he made a<em>Ham </em>of the arrangements."<br/><br/>There was a pregnant pause, before the Salarian smirked, and let out a slight chuckle to himself as if rewarding himself for a job well done and a joke well told. "Heh. Sorry, could not resist. Am Jackiro. Do not believe I have met you yet." He put the honey down for a moment, having poured in probably six teaspoons worth of the stuff from the squirty bottle, and he extended his hand over to the woman to shake. It was the Human Gesture to do, right? He wasn't an expert on human culture, but it was certainly the hot new thing at the moment. His pyjamas, for example, were a style not seen before by Salarian culture, but with the recent adopting of human cultural trends and the extensive library of content and media that they had on offer, it had suddenly become a quaint and fun thing to wear as a Salarian. Not exactly<em>stylish</em>, persay, but certainly in vogue.