<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://www.behindthevoiceactors.com/_img/chars/pathfinder-raeka-mass-effect-andromeda-3.38.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Celara Felan<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Shuttle Landing<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Morning<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Kara, Ree, Nyx<br/><hr/><br/>Celara chuckled slightly at the banter between Ree, Nyx, and Kara, adding in her own two cents. "You know, I have heard many a krogan say 'fuck the salarians'. However, I highly doubt most of them are being as literal as you are, Ree. And no, that is not an invitation. Cartilage is flexible, not invincible. I prefer my body unbroken, at least when we are on a mission."<br/><br/>With a grin, she looked at Nyx. "And maybe you are right. Maybe having a plan when we don't really know what we are up against is premature. That's why I said a plan, not a strategy. Plans are flexible. Strategies are a slightly different story. To go into any mission completely blind? That's simply a bad idea. Of course, if a salarian is involved, you are never going in blind. We only go in when we know we can win." With a slight wince, Celara placed a hand on her own stomach, over her scar. "Although the win can sometimes hurt."