<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/XsPFh1t.jpg)</div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">NAME:</span></strong>Samantha Adams (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=329085.msg15726713#msg15726713)<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>Doctor<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">DATE:</span></strong>19th December 2174 CE<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">WEARING:</span></strong>Without the fun glasses. (https://imgur.com/Z7GN3XP)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">LOCATION:</span></strong>Mess Hall<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">CONTENT:</span></strong>First chance to breathe<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG:</span></strong>Mary-Ann | Jay | Rue<br/><br/><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/>This was either going to be a night of infamy, or end in an absolute disaster, and Samantha wasn’t certain which thought amused her the most. But why just pick from that shortlist? There was an asari over there bouncing her booty to ancient earth music, foam tail flicking up and down in a distracting means. Sweet Rue being shy and sincere stole Samantha’s attention from the show, but her eyes were pleasantly distracted by the beautiful face of the quarian, and the lovely shade of lavender that accented it. Now Mary-Ann was offering to be the first contender in body-shots, so she knew there was no escaping this now.<br/><br/>Not that it bothered her. It was Samantha’s turn to stand up, however, approaching the bar where the majority of the ladies hovered. Leaning over, she scanned the contents while her legs lifted up and off of the ground, then she jabbed a finger at their designated bar-tender and grinned up at the asari. “Turian alcohol. Rue can have that stuff, the blue bottle is supposed to mimic earth tequila, and I think the brown one is… brandy?”<br/><br/>Rotating her head, she tried to read the turian script and gave up almost immediately. She depended solely on the translator chip, she was never any good at reading the script of the other Citadel space citizens. Languages weren’t where she excelled, no matter how much she wished that were the case. But, now that she was on top of the bar she decided to settle her. Samantha adjusted, drew her legs up, and sat criss-cross right there on the table. “Would you like to raid the pantry with me, Rue? If we’re going to make this a movie night, we may as well grab some snacks.”<br/>