<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/8/89/0495d020168920aacf3b9c7b62dc7334.png/507px-0495d020168920aacf3b9c7b62dc7334.png)<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Blue Team</span></span></div></div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">NAME:</span></strong>Jay V'doris (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=329085.msg15727579#msg15727579)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">RACE:</span></strong>Asari<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">OCCUPATION:</span></strong>Pilot<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">DATE:</span></strong>20th December, 2174 CE<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">WEARING:</span></strong>Pictured w/ Matching Helmet<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">LOCATION:</span></strong>Reetix, LZ<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">CONTENT:</span></strong>Being a coward.<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG:</span></strong>Team Asari!<br/><br/><br/><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/>Jay tried to pretend like a huge wave of relief hadn't washed over her when Luus ordered her back to the shuttle, but she couldn't seem to keep her knees from wobbling as she turned to head toward the mouth of the cave.  She sucked in slow, steady breaths to stave off the pinpricks of darkness that threatened to grow and drop her to her knees before she could even cross the short distance to the Batarian ship.  Now was<em>not</em>the fucking time, damnit.<br/><br/>The arrival of the others and the sight of the Salarian moving to relieve Max helped, somehow, as if Jacki's air of self-assurance could be leached into herself as she joined him in the shuttle and moved to drop into the pilot's seat.  Okay, she was sitting now...that was better.  Everyone was alive, and Sam would make sure the rest of them stayed that way.  She wouldn't have to see anyone else's guts being splattered all over the surface of the godforsaken hellscape.  The image of Coaf's blasted body rose in her mind and she swallowed a whine, forcing her attention to the work she needed to do to prepare to fly the thing back up through the blasted atmo.<br/><br/>As usual, the cool, logical internals of the ships' computer and the predictable routine of her pre-flight preparations gave her respite from the tempest within, settling her thoughts and grounding her in logic, as opposed to the chaos of her emotions.  As she worked, she finally spoke up, addressing the Salarian on the ship with a distant tone.  "There wasn't enough left of Coaf to bring back with us...how do we tell his people?"