<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f6/VJusticar.jpg)</div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">NAME:</span></strong>Viella D'aix (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=329085.msg15778417#msg15778417)<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/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;"><strong>DATE:</strong></span>20th December 2174 CE, Evening<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>Quarters<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">CONTENT:</span></strong>Privacy<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG:</span></strong>Fae | Closed<br/><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/>Perhaps it was a good thing that Fae arrived so quickly. She had hardly finished reading the details of the prisoners' misdeeds when the knock came, and hearing Fae's voice, even tinged with worry, was a far sight better than mulling over the horrors Ipako had committed. In her experience, there was one way to deal with a man like that, and it was swift and unquestionable.<br/><br/>Quietly, calmly, she closed the dossiers and called for the door to open. And in burst Fae, her dearest friend and yet a woman she craved as no Asari her age should.<br/><br/>Viella barely had the time to spin around in her chair before the quarian was on her, cupping her cheek with a warmth that extended past her gloved hand and massaging her shoulder with perfect skill. Or perhaps it was her that made it perfect. A thought that expanded along with her smile as the much younger woman called her sullenness 'sexy.'<br/><br/>"I am glad to see you're not upset. That I kept it from you, I mean." She had hoped for some time now that Fae would understand. Since after that night they'd shared entwined with one another. "Come," she added, standing and guiding the quarian over to her bunk where she ushered her onto her lap and pressed herself close, arms sliding around her and face burying into her suited neck.<br/><br/>"With Arcus out of commission, I will be taking over. It's been planned from the start, hence my serving in the wings as Chief of Security. This mission was too important for one Spectre, but having two openly onboard might have harmed crew morale. The missions where Spectres bound together tend to be those with the most at stake. And the most potential for casualties."<br/><br/>She let loose a sigh. "I do not intend nor foresee failure or great deaths. My only concern is the means we may have to take. To ensure the success of the mission, I will always do what must be done, and I have learned to live with that. I only worry that leading others to do the same will have...adverse effects. There is such a thin line between a hero and a monster, and I wish to see us all come out of this the former, but I know the odds are stacked against me."