<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/pAyKbNr.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Callius Thyron<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Shuttlebay<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>Open<br/><hr/>The male Turian intrigued Callius. Cato seemed willing to pick a fight which was quite unusually for authorities, not even Callius himself was that fast to lure into aggressions...at least before he got stranded on that planet. Still it seemed a shame that the Spectre called him back. Even on the slim possibility that one of them died, Callius had liked to know how far this opponent would go to teach him discipline. Due to that he didn't move so much as a muscle and instead planned how to defend against the first few punches.<br/>Forescythe on the other hand was...calm, which was...frightening. After all there was an angry Turian with military training screaming at him not a minute before. While Callius still was not to keen to travel with this man and he'd probably never like him, it invoked respect for the General. Respect was a rare thing to get from the rebellios Turian, so maybe it was better.<br/>Well it seemed not only where his superiors rather strangely picked, they also were not too keen on letting anyone know why they where here, however since they were so sure that none of them could know guessing seemed a rather bad option, still he was curious and not about to wait, so he figured it might be ok to guess a little, maybe he was right?<br/>"Is it about someone choking people with biotics and building a space station that's able to destroy planets? No, that sounds too crazy. Civil war on a planet filled with thresher maws, ardat yakshi and ability enhancing drugs? Nah... Hmm...what else could it be? Geth? Rachni? Old forgotten races? I'm just trying to cover the stuff i wouldn't believe."<br/>Callius shut up as he realized that he actually was supposed to give a comment. Well he risked his life for a sandwich once, but something told him thatdeath wouldn't be the worst possible thing about this trip, nothing booze wouldn't cure though. Being a hero for once also sounded kinda nice so why not?<br/>"Will we be able to boast about  this later on or is it one of those top secret...wait that question was stupid...it's always top secret."<br/>The rest of the introduction was pretty much what he expected, except for actually showing him where the suveilance was. Flashbacks of older pranks came in his mind, surveillance cameras usually were easy to fool and the Turian was very creative when it came to pranks and before he shook the meomories of he already programmed a little hack to make the cameras show 40 minutes of hanar porn and was just about to start the little cyber attack when he heard about the airlock, however this little thread made his omnitool vanish in an instand, he could use ONE person that doesn't want to smash his head.<br/>Before Cato and Foresythe left, Callius stiffened and saluted in the General's direction, while he had no doubt this action would seem utterly crazy to most, he felt it was right...that this man has earned to be treated with respect, even though he couldn't completely hide the pure hatred he felt. After a short nod he turned around scanning the room. before finally standing still at a rather dark spot.<br/>"I think my skills would be most usefull here in the case of an attack. If noone else wants it, i'd like to sleep here."<br/>Overhearing the words of the blonde human, Callius interest was piqued. He wondered what everyone else might bring? Hopefully nothing that would crush them at a latter point, maybe he should make sure though.<br/>"I don't think we should take to much stuff with us...we wouldn't want to use up to much space since this still is a shuttle bay...thought this place could use a bar...and music. I think i could arrange something...if we make a landing on Omega i could also get a few asari dancers, i know a few there."