<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/4d/e4/db/4de4db0d36edeae01e2a43ba666d29aa--deus-ex-mankind-divided-jensen.jpg)</div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">NAME:</span></strong>Jacob "Sink" Sinclair (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=329085.msg15729522#msg15729522)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">RACE:</span></strong>Human<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">OCCUPATION:</span></strong>Chief Engineer<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">WEARING:</span></strong>Dark Green overalls with oil stains.<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">LOCATION:</span></strong>Kalanhai | Cargo Bay<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">CONTENT:</span></strong>Preparations for departure<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG:</span></strong>Councilors Tevos Araeus, Tus Penin. Drack, Nami(r)<br/><br/><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/>With council being just about as talkative as the rumours told, Jacob shakes his head amusedly. Then the loud krogan's belch bringing forth a reaction of quick hand-movement to his throat to try and avoid throwing up there and then from the overwhelming stench of the Krogan's RyncolTM quality breath.<br/><br/>Managing to overcome and swallow his surprised reaction of the cheap-stuff, he re-engages the cybernetic arm's omni-tool, waving the gleaming construct towards the two to scan them quickly before receiving the info-display onto his augmented eye. And now that Councilor Penin has made it his mission to greet the human, Jacob proceeds to -reluctantly- approach the Krogan instead.<br/><br/>"Welcome aboard Drack, Krogan habitat is prepared mid-deck, room 31." His omni-tool vanishing from view, as he conjures up a smile, forcing the appearance of disgust off of his hairy face. "Weapon and armor workbenches can be found over there," a quick raise of the mechano-arm towards the engineering bay to the side, "if you got any questions, ask ahea-" His sentence coming to a sudden stop, attention shifting as a hand raises to ear to press down the speaker in there, while his cyber-eye turns opaque.<br/><br/>"Copy that. Double check Thanix mountings, Spectre still en-route. Just don't disassemble anything." Jacob's eye brightens and his attention returns to the krogan, continuing where he had left off at  "If you have any questions, ask ahead." Now waiting for any questions he has before settling in to his room. Or until something else demands his attention again.