<div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/media/EJI9C1cUcAA3cZa?format=jpg&amp;name=4096x4096)</div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">NAME:</span></strong>Viella D'aix<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>Ship Security, Ex-Justicar<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">WEARING:</span></strong>As Shown<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">LOCATION:</span></strong>Cargo Bay<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">CONTENT:</span></strong>Sword Kata<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG:</span></strong>Kal'Solon<br/><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/><br/>His first response received no answer but a slightly troubled stare. It wasn't that she minded his show of playfulness; she just could not for the life of her find a fitting response to it. Fortunately, he followed up by doing her the favor, intentional or no, of providing a talking point she could cling onto. With the curl of a smile, she answered his fuller introduction. "We are both retirees then. I am an Ex-Justicar. I too followed orders alone, in a way.<br/><br/>"As for my weapon, it is a relic, just like I am." Her tiny smile widened, but a touch of the humor left her eyes. "Neither of us are less sharp for it, of course. I like to keep my skills honed, and my sword serves its purpose as it always has." At his follow-up question about strength training, she nodded. "It's important to use a variety of training methods, and I must admit it sometimes feels best to lift and throw using my physical strength. There is a primal sort of power to it that clears the mind."