<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Ey3kNQB.jpg)</div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">NAME:</span></strong>Ashton Chase (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=335654.msg15965992#msg15965992)<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>N7 - Alliance military<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>Scuffed, battle scarred and faded (https://i.imgur.com/ZBZ0RtB.jpg)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">LOCATION:</span></strong><strong>Enlil</strong>. Docking Bay Victor-12, Pavilion<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">CONTENT:</span></strong>Pullin' out the Trojan<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG:</span></strong>Luus | OPEN<br/><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/>More cursing left the human's mouth, grumbled words that were drowned out by the staccato of gunfire and the growing screams of alarm. Civilians weren't used to being shot at, not in the same way the mercenaries and soldiers were, so when the three newcomers began to direct their fire towards Ashton she was forced to go on the defensive. Biotic shields weren't exactly her specialty, but the N7 managed to pull one up to deflect the incoming rounds with a great deal of concentration. It was like learning to walk again after recovering from a debilitating injury, controlling muscles that were weakened and unfamiliar. It was awkward, it was frustratingly exhausting, she didn't have the same finesse as the pissed-off asari but who cared about style so long as the end results were the same?<br/><br/>The shield didn't last long, but it was enough to stop the hail of bullets aimed in her direction, meaning the civilians who were in an unlucky position had less to scream about. Any witty retort, angry rebuttal, or acts of violence were then swiftly interrupted by the very prompt and unexpected arrival of a ship. She didn't even have the time to hope for an Alliance military crew; the frigate screamed 'turian' even before the bay doors opened, and out walked well-armed and motivated personnel with a message that did little to settle her stomach. Ashton didn't lower her weapon from her shoulder, but she was smart enough not to aim down the sights to the new arrivals and their fancy toys.