<div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/media/EJI9C1cUcAA3cZa?format=jpg&amp;name=4096x4096)</div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">NAME:</span></strong>Viella D'aix (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=335654.msg15965930#msg15965930)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">RACE:</span></strong>Asari<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">OCCUPATION:</span></strong>Soldier<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">DATE:</span></strong>December 18th, 2174 CE<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">WEARING:</span></strong>Armor as shown.<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">LOCATION:</span></strong>The<em></em><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">CONTENT:</span></strong>Intro.<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG:</span></strong>Galeaus; Crew.<br/><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/>Viella had known little going in. Less than the Spectre, of course, and she suspected less than some of the crew. She was the type to repay a debt at all costs, and she owed Tevos quite a lot after the woman had gotten her out of imprisonment for upholding Justicar justice. It was such a difficult thing, getting used to law outside of Asari space. Outside of the Order. She knew, logically, that some of the eradications she had performed were not under her jurisdiction whatsoever; that mercenary code, some appreciation, and some general fear is what kept others from turning her in for the killing of criminals. But that did not last for long, and all things considered, this was the outcome of her time inevitably running up.<br/><br/>She listened alongside the other members of the crew as Galeaus gave his rundown and spoke truth the danger of this mission. But she did not flinch; nor did she question for a moment her role in this. She would survive or she would not. It was just that simple. A truth she'd learned hundreds of years prior to tonight; a truth she saw in the deaths of comrades and the killing of foes. It was all a part of life, and someday her time would come.<br/><br/>"I have a question," she stated after being asked and after another of the crew asked his own. "How will we be dealing with the infected beyond saving, or those we suspect are beyond saving? Will we put them down or isolate at whatever cost?" There was no bias in her asking. It was clear, as ever, that she was willing to follow an order, however difficult it might be.