<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/kOfnT10.png)</div><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">NAME:</span></strong>Jorgal Drack (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=329085.msg15732038#msg15732038)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">RACE:</span></strong>Krogan<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">OCCUPATION:</span></strong>Scout/Assassin<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">DATE:</span></strong>21th December 2174 CE, Morning<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">WEARING:</span></strong>Krogan Combat Armour<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>Viella<br/><br/><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/>“What are you talking about?” Drack demanded, his face scrunching up into a frown.  “There’s no one on this ship I trust more than you!”<br/>There was an offended snort from the krogan as he crossed his arms angrily.  That she even felt the need to ask him!  Who else was going to have her back like he would?  While he had a tendency towards being unruly in the face of authority, that he would be willing to put his trust in her and her orders should have been beyond doubt.<br/>“Hiding being a spectre from family and now this.  Listen sis, you know me best here and that there’s a difference between what I don’t like and what I’m not willing to do.  I might not always like your orders, and you’ll get backtalk for it, but so long as you don’t tell me to do something that crosses one of my lines, then you can count on me to follow your orders.”<br/>Nothing could budge him on that.  Personal principles and codes weren’t worth shit unless someone was willing to really dig their heels in for them, and love and respect his sister as he might, there were some things he would not do for anyone.<br/><br/>There was a loud disgruntled exhale before he relaxed his arms to his side and his glare softened into slight grumpiness, “That’s all I’m going to say about that.  Really, questioning your little brother?  Hmph.  You owe me a drink now.”<br/>Having vented his feelings, Drack’s irritation receded and the feeling of happiness at seeing his sister again returned to the forefront.<br/>“Also, when was the last time you spoke with your nieces and grandniece huh?” he asked her, poking her in the forehead with a fat digit.  “They like seeing their ex-Justicar auntie.  Miani likes to hear your stories almost as much as she likes to hear mine.”<br/>He only had a hunch and no evidence to back the feeling up, but Viella gave him the impression of being rootless after she had left the Justicars.  The old krogan had hoped that exposing her to his family would ground her a little, give her some sort of foundation.<br/><br/>“Spectre or not, you should be at least be sending video messages every once in a while, if not making video calls.  Even I’ve managed to figure out how to use it and try to talk with them often.”<br/>The old krogan didn’t mention that it was Miani who had made him an account and set everything up for him after getting fed up with how hard it was to get a hold of him.  He certainly wouldn’t have picked ‘grumpydaddy’ as his xtranet mail name.<br/>“So, what have you been up to lately?” he asked.  “Other than spectre work, I’m guessing that’s all confidential and something you can’t share.”<br/>Not that it would ever hold him back from sharing with family that he knew to be trustworthy.  It always paid to have some kind of insurance in case of betrayal.  The employers he trusted the least were the ones who paid for silence.<br/>“Started any interesting hobbies since I last saw you?  Met anyone interesting?”