Name: Stephen Grayson<br/>Location: Shuttle Bay<br/>Tagging: Raven, Vayle, Callius and Nel'taan<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"No offense lady, but I trust my VI a damn sight more than I trust you. So I'll let her act in the exact function she was designed to do."<br/><br/>He gives the woman the most cheesy grin in the world: A pure contrast to the venom implied in his statement. Here, he looked passive and delightful, someone that would be less likely to kill someone than he would just give them a handshake. The statement implies otherwise, he practically said he didn't trust Raven and had no objection to picking a robot over her. Reaching for the bottle of alcohol he drains a few mouthfuls before something new enters the room.<br/><br/>“Velve Holdon, Stephen Grayson. Captain Fera wishes to see you both immediately in her quarters. Please follow me,”<br/><br/>Stephen looked up at the Quarian, a slight interest entering his mind as he looked over the being and immidiatly felt a sense of distaste enter his mouth. The Alien seemed to have a stick shoved so far up his ass he could host a pair of Asari pole-dancer and for some reason yet unbeknownst to Stephen: the Quarian thought he could boss him about. Slowly, Stephen rose from his seat, one finger stroking the hilt of the Still holstered M-99 for just a second before speaking.<br/><br/>"I think you need a drink, Quarian. Want me to force feed you one through that visor of yours?"<br/><br/>Stephen's open hostility simmered quickly, but he could feel the tension rising. Stephen had seemingly already found a few clashing personalities: but instead of acting further on his threat, he turned to Vayle, blanking the Quarian.<br/><br/>"See you down there, Miss Holden. Hope those headaches have settled down."<br/><br/>He gives her a little smirk, hidden from the others as he turns his back to the pretty lass, ignoring the Quarian and moving on ahead of him towards Fera's office<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>Name: Stephen Grayson<br/>Location: Fera's office<br/>Tagging: Fera<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Being the first to arrive by a certain gap: Stephen knocks on the door and opens it, not awaiting a word of approval before entering the room and closing the door.<br/><br/>"Miss Fera, Just what do you know about me? How did you get the information about Mjolnir and who else on this ship knows?"<br/><br/>Stephen had dropped all semblances of subtlety for this one: Blatantly asking the questions because he lacked time. He wanted an answer before the others arrived and knew this was the best chance to ask them.<br/><br/>