<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/11/b1/7e/11b17eca52781778f9a8fcecef870983.jpg)</div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">NAME:</span></strong>Jackiro Indri (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=329085.msg15749809#msg15749809)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">RACE:</span></strong>Salarian<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">OCCUPATION:</span></strong>Infiltration Expert, STG<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">DATE:</span></strong>December 20th, 2174 CE | Late<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">WEARING:</span></strong>Mission attire, sans helmet.<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">LOCATION:</span></strong>Kalanhai | Brig<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">CONTENT:</span></strong>Interrogation.<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG: </span></strong>Ipako, Pix, Ashton | OPEN<br/><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/>Jackiro frowned as he noticed Pix's reaction to the severing of Ipako's spinal column. Not because he had any expectation of loyalty amongst mercanaries, but because he seemingly underestimated the depths that this Batarian dwelled within. The Krogan Warlord didn't even seem to care. He almost seemed to fear the Batarian. That was a dangerous thing to take note of, and for a moment he considered taking Ipako out, as Pix suggested.<br/><br/>Instead, he just waited and listened. He observed. Pix was starting to sing, but that didn't mean Jacki had heard the whole song yet. He wanted more. “Interesting. Any indication of who was dropping of cargo on Reetix? What about schedule of drops? Was it regular or irregular?” Jackiro looked down at Ipako, nudging the Batarian a little to see if he might loosen the man's lips. “Perhaps Asari in charge of Omega might take objection to Citadel business being dragged to her domain. Heard she likes her little slice of Criminality run her way. Wonder if Blood Pack authorised dangerous contraband to go through her territory? Might trade Ipako with her. See if can earn a favour or two.” He of course didn't have the power to make that call, but he wanted to see how the Blood Packs reacted to the idea. He knew little about the Queen of Omega other than her species, her name, and her reputation.<br/><br/>The One You Didn't Fuck With, supposedly. Her reputation was fascinating, if not a little grand. Theatrics so often went hand in hand with criminality, it seemed. "Four minutes left to stabilise spinal column, Ipako."