<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>21th December 2174 CE, Evening<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>Chatting<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG:</span></strong>Florinthia<br/><br/><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/>Drack blinked in momentarily confusion before laughter bellowed out of him, “Don’t worry, I’m not looking to adopt a turian either.  Everyone who knows me would think I lost my damn mind.  Though you’re right about being a proud father, I’ll even admit to embarrassing my girls a few times when I brought out stories in front of them.”<br/>Could anyone blame him though?  His daughters and granddaughter were talented, capable women who wouldn’t lose out to anyone in the galaxy.  To see them confidently chase after their dreams and pursue what they loved was all he wanted for them.  The particulars never concerned him; it was enough to know they liked what they did.  He was ready to support them if they needed him to but all three seemed to have it in hand.  Almost made him feel a little melancholy when he thought about it.<br/><br/>“I don’t know why you’d think either my girls or I would feel awkward, I know for a fact Mianni wouldn’t mind ‘dancing’ with you,” the old krogan stated bluntly, also aware that his youngest would be upset at anything lower than a nine out of ten.  “But if it makes you happy, I’ll talk about something else.”<br/>He stroked his chin as he thought about the rest of the teams.<br/>“I’d rate Luus, Max and Sink as the experienced military types.  They know their business, they know what it means to be in combat, and I can trust them well enough to have them cover me.  Luus and Sink are a little more easygoing, they’d make good drinking buddies.  Max is a little stricter and she’s got a keen mind when it comes to serious business guns.”<br/>The krogan had a private chuckle as he thought about what exactly she had in that armoury of hers and the fact that he had been allowed to test some of it.  He was eager to see what else she’d cook up along the way and what upgrades she’d be able to make to his gear.<br/><br/>“I’d say Jay, Namir and Rue are the young, eager bunnies of the team so far.  Got a lot of energy and bounce in their personalities,” Drack continued, before giving Flo a teasing grin.  “And I bet Jay and Rue both have bounce in other areas you’d be interested in eh?  Wouldn’t mind dancing with the two of them, would you?  Jay’s definitely a party girl, like my Mianni, whereas I think Rue is a bit more tender and reserved.”<br/>Though after the mission on Reetix, the two of them might be more subdued than normal for a bit.  The insights he had gained about Jay last night he would keep to himself, that had been a private moment after all.<br/>“As for Namir, he seems the type to be just about up for anything.  Didn’t seem too upset when I broke his nose headbutting Sink.  All three of them are good kids.  I hope they’re still that way once this entire thing is over.”<br/><br/>The last team member came to mind and Drack grimaced, “I don’t like the salarian, the salarian knows I don’t like him, and that suits me just fine.”<br/>He downed the rest of his vodka before signaling Shegane for another one.  Now he really wished he had some ryncol to drink.<br/>“But that’s just me.  I’m sure other people like him, maybe you’d like him, and that’s fine too.  Not going to say much more than that because I’m not going to talk behind his back when I can shout in his face.  That way, he can shout back.”