<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/501567062359932930/809964595283623966/Screenshot_7.png)<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Red Team</span></span></div></div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">NAME:</span></strong>Rume'Zamin nar Folazi (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=329085.msg15757488#msg15757488)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">RACE:</span></strong>Quarian<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">OCCUPATION:</span></strong>Mechanic<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">DATE:</span></strong>20th December, 2174 CE<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">WEARING:</span></strong>Reinforced Enviro-suit as seen in picture<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">LOCATION:</span></strong>Landing Zone with Red Team<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">CONTENT:</span></strong>Getting her bearings<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG:</span></strong>Jackiro| Sink| Drack<br/><br/><br/><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/><br/>"O-Oh forgive me cap- Err Drack. I will do so in the future." The light squeak of Rue's sincere voice broke over the comm, having very nearly committed to addressing the Krogan as captain once more despite being told to drop the formality. It would take some time to adjust to a more casual address to her crew mates as the quarian only hoped many would be just as understanding as Drack seemingly appeared, the relaxed tone not scolding but certainly having been amused by it to some degree. Shaking off the momentary flight of nerves from the slight rebuff Rue focused ahead while bringing a hand to the side of her helmet, the light touch allowing her visor to shift and let her own eyes scan along the bumpy terrain of the forgotten stormy planet, trusting more in her own heightened sense of vision than the highly probable chance of her suit's systems reacting poorly with so much interference of the planet's atmosphere. "Min do a sweep of the terrain every other yard or so, make note of team mates and their positions at all times." The quarian mused quietly to her VI, ensuring the program was only running every so often rather than continuous to ensure the strain from the environment would not drain her.<br/><br/><em>* Buzz buzz* Captain Indri is approximately 10 meters in front, Drack 5 meters from current position  *buzzzzzzz* Si-Sinclair's bo-bot 5 meters a-at the flank*buzz*</em>The interference even with Min drew Rue to take a short breath in thought, the static storm taking more of a toll than she imagined on her program as<em>approximate</em>seemed less than likely. "Sweep and go in guide mode until I say otherwise Min." The quarian ordered, having plotted out the route in which seemed to be the direction of the distress call, as any other matters would simply have to be done so by abilities alone.<br/><br/>Trekking along a short distance behind Drack the sudden crackle of the Krogan peeked Rue's interest, moving to holster her weapon at her hip as she addressed the comm link." A pistol out here?" It wasn't the strangest thing given the rough terrain with the potential of people abandoned on the way side, although one would think they would prefer to keep their weapon close. There was the element of the unknown when it came to what wildlife or even natives called this stormy rock a home, uncertain if danger was more akin to enemies than some creature." I can give it a scan to see what information we can retrieve from the pistol," Rue suggested with ease, forging ahead to slowly step up towards the half buried weapon with curiosity. Kneeling down she slowly pulled it free from the earthy tomb that had attempted to swallow it, Min already popping up once more into her system's scan to inspect the pistol.