<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/>Freeing the pistol from it's earthy tomb Rue was surprised to find the heft of such a pistol in her hands, obviously fitted for a larger species' hand given the reinforced trigger guard, the quarian lifting it for closer inspection as she mused to Min. "Min please run a scan for any information, manufacturer and potential trace to source." Rue turned the pistol over in her hand from her stooped position, balancing on her heels as she cradled the weapon flatly across her palm to allow the faint scan of light to sweep across it's surface.<br/><br/><em> *Buzz buzz* Scans showing pistol is currently not known from affiliated manufactures *buzz* support shows the use of physical bullets rather than thermal clips, most likely made to be untraceable. *buzz* Weight provided suits holder with larger grip.</em>Min concluded easily enough as the information was broadcasted to Red Team, bolstering the comm with her assistance to all parties.<br/><br/>"How strange..." Rue couldn't help but muse out loud to herself, her attention from her inspecting gaze lifted with the physical sound of Sink having come up from the rear to begin picking up pace to join everyone else. His strange saying earned a befuddled blink from the quarian as the correction shortly after did bring a slight smile to her lips hidden by her shield, quickly moving to stand as she slipped the pistol into her back holster to replace her charged weapon instead in her hands. " You think my helmet is pretty? Thank you for the compliment Sink." She found herself replying back, even if it was more of the curious humor the human seemed to spout so often; she'd have to ask her new friends more about such at a later time though. Currently the situation from Jackiro and Drack's observations proved that attention needed to be focused on their predicament, the news of Blood gang affiliation along with the discovered pistol hinting at something far more than just a distress comm, that most likely it was intended more as an ambush if they did not play their cards just right. Siding up along side Sink the quarian took a more defensive stance with her weapon raised to chest level, elbows tight to her sides to ensure she was covered. Although she hadn't fully expected a fire fight on their first mission it was foolish to assume it wasn't a possibility, that while Rue was capable enough of a shot, the murderous mentality wasn't finely engrained within her. Of course if it came to her survival and those of her team, the shot would be taken always.<br/><br/>" Yes sir captain Indri, I will assist Sink should our cover be revealed." Rue answered with a firm nod, the flash of her visor bringing more of the obscurity from the shield as trained eyes took a better standing in the current environment, to prepare for what would take place.