<div align="center">(https://fontmeme.com/permalink/210227/72a43b62ce8e93afe520992ffb64eac5.png)</div><br/><div align="center"><strong>___________________________________</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>___________________________________</strong></div><br/><br/><div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/KKOUNJ6.png)     (https://i.imgur.com/6WNUrCr.png)</div><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Krogan Battlemaster:-</strong></span>  1 (Incapacitated?)</span></div><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Vorcha:-</strong></span></span>  0</div><div align="center"><strong>___________________________________</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>___________________________________</strong></div><br/>Blood, brains, and thicker things spray out from the side of the Vorcha’s head. The red mist splatters against one of the crates as it drops to the ground; perhaps not Jacki’s best shot, but it certainly was efficient and did the job. The last remaining Vorcha seemed to share the same sentiment. As he looked from the bodies of his comrades to the falling debris of an explosive bot, and a charging Krogan further down along the path, the alien decided that he has had quite enough. It dropped its weapon and turned on his heel, bolting down a side-trail that is used on more than one occasion in the past. Before the Krogan could ever hope to reach him, however, he was gone.<br/><br/>What was left behind were the results of a scattered party. Bodies in various stages of pain were kissing dirt, silence began to settle in with the chlorine fog around all of them, and no more enemies were in sight. With the exception of Sink’s injuries caused by his exploding bot, the rest of the team were relatively unscathed.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> Drack</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Nothing to add.<br/></div></div>          <div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> Rue</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Great job on the data harvesting! Rue knows she has something juicy just by a quick scan through the contents, although the full context of this data will need to be handed over to a proper technician (Like Mary-Ann) back on the ship. It’s too risky to tamper with anything on this moon due to that EMP storm overhead.<br/></div></div>          <div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> Jackiro</div><div class="spoiler_body">  Jacki deserves a drink. Opponents are down and there is no immediate threat. Here are some possible things to consider, since a lot has happened.<br/>-- The crates that were being guarded.<br/>-- The fallen Krogan.<br/>-- Sam’s text message.<br/></div></div>          <div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> Sink</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Nothing to add.<br/></div></div></div>