<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/>Jay paused in her drink-mixing to peer at him in fascination as he explained, in far too vague of terms, his abilities in biotics.  She found other races who grew adept with the skill intriguing, especially humanity since many of them had inferior implants that caused nasty side-effects.  Her lips parted to ask if he had ever experienced any, but he asked his question first and gained a reprieve from the insufferably nosy asari's curiosity.  "Oh, all sorts of things!  I managed to toss my friend Adora once, but...ah, the larger something or, in this case, some-one - Adora's an elcor - is the harder it is for me to control where they go.  Poor thing wound up being bumped into a wall and landing upside down, which for an elcor is<em>quite</em>upsetting.  I..don't juggle people anymore, so mostly stick to oranges!"<br/><br/>Flushed with residual shame over the situation she'd described, she returned to making his drink and managed to slide it across to him just as he remembered as well.  Her gaze shifted between his face and the energy bar he was eating, amusement clear in her eyes as she grabbed her bag of cheesy puffs and popped another one between her lips.  "Rations good?"  Her tone was trying for casual innocence, but she was clearly not built for such pretend and her lips kept twitching in high humor over his unfortunate predicament.<br/><br/>When the door opened again, the jovial cast of her expression only heightened as the chef had his third interruption in less than ten minutes.  Violet eyes widen with unmasked interest as Sink's arm rises and its mechanical nature is brought to her attention.  "Oh, bad-ass!  I mean, uh...Hey, I'm Jay!  Your work is so cool!  Do you know who did it?  What's the specs?"  Her eyes flitted back and forth between the two humans, one a biotic and the other bionic, and found herself hard-pressed to figure out who to interrogate first.  Oh hell, why pick one when she could do both at the same time!<br/><br/>"Want a drink?  Rum and cokes are in the offing, but I can probably figure out something else if you want, as long as it's not too fancy."