<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 (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>Spectre, Ex-Justicar<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;"><strong>DATE:</strong></span>21st December 2174 CE, Late Afternoon<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>Family Reunion<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG:</span></strong>Dracksy<br/><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/>It had been a couple of days at least since she'd learned of her little brother's participation in this mission. So why hadn't she sought him out? Well, the answer was simple enough. How long had it been since she'd seen him or her lovely nieces? How long had it been since she'd helped him or taught him anything of value? How long had it been since she'd been a guiding or useful figure, and not simply an old killer who shared a past with him? She liked to think that they were close, but when they were in close proximity it was much harder to believe.<br/><br/>Still, when he tracked her down, set upon her, and lifted her in a tight hug, she could not stop herself from smiling and laughing. Little Dracksy lifting her for a change: it was always so funny to her, even after all these years. And when he talked about her minuscule weight compared to krogan womens', she shook her head and laughed once more, a giggle that near brought her back to her early hundreds and his childhood.<br/><br/>cyan she assured him, grinning down at him from her new place lifted in his arms. Oddly she felt like a swan in this moment, lifted by a friendly thermal. "I'm sorry I kept my spectrehood from you, but to be clear I did it for the good of the mission." Was that entirely true? In the Goddess' name, no. But it<em>was</em>true enough.<br/><br/>"Ha, I didn't expect you to be obedient. I taught you quite the opposite back in the day, didn't I?" With a blast of unharmful biotic energy, she pushed herself out of his grasp and floated gently to her feet, straightening her clothes out. "But, for this mission, I will have to ask that you be open to trusting my orders. They won't be consistently perfect, and I trust you to check me when I've gone to a far extreme, but this is important. We must be on the same side." She smiled, hopefully. "Can you agree to this for me, Drack?"