<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/8/89/0495d020168920aacf3b9c7b62dc7334.png/507px-0495d020168920aacf3b9c7b62dc7334.png)</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;">WEARING:</span></strong>Black & gray suit (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/7/7a/JayOutfit1.jpg/250px-JayOutfit1.jpg) w/ short grey jacket (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/1f/82/cf/1f82cf7d807e0a3568ffbe69f4ef5aed.jpg).<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">LOCATION:</span></strong>Galley<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">CONTENT:</span></strong>Oooo...Snacks!<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG:</span></strong>Open<br/><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/>"Gosh, humans are very fragile, aren't they?  You'd think if their bodies were going to bleed so much, they'd have evolved some form of use for the expelled blood.  Like as a defense mechanism, it could stink really bad or burn their enemies."  She handed off the napkins to Sink, while grinning teasingly at him and Namir.  Then beamed at Drack, hopping up to climb over the bar so that if anyone else came in, she wouldn't be forced to pour any more drinks.  Plus, she suspected that if Shegane caught her back there, she might get a talking to.<br/><br/>Grabbing her snacks, she sat on the edge of the bar and munched a few while watching the humans tend to one another and themselves.  "Of course I've seen a chicken!  I watch lots of human media, especially the old digi-feeds of their ancient television shows and movies.  There's one where these two humans go and work on a farm and it has a lot of chickens in it, but the humans seem to be very unskilled with the animals, despite one apparently carrying another kind of animal around in her purse.  It was<em>very</em>fascinating."  She picked up her drink and sipped, legs folding before her criss-cross, and her body bending so she could prop her chin in her hand and her elbow on one leg, looking at Drack.<br/><br/>"Jay...I'm Jay.  Sorry, got side-tracked.  I asked bout that, but the councilor and the doctor were preeeetty convinced it was the batarians, but it's not like they got a recording of one cramming a tainted rice cake into a human's gob, ya know?  I guess it just seems logical.  The mold is in their food apparently, and it makes them go all rotten and sucks up all their moisture, so they turn green, grow like wicked fangs or something and then die.  The only way they've found to halt the process is putting them to sleep, so we gotta go out and find a cure to save the human race!"  She pointed toward the trio of humans in the room, then licked a bit of orange dust off her fingertip.<br/><br/>"At least for a while.  They bleed so much they'll probably die out sooner rather than later anyway."