<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.weasyl.com/static/media/1b/a7/33/1ba733b406a74f55b4a190775935aa1f316f55e3577991f401613a009bbbce81.jpg)</div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">NAME:</span></strong><acronym title="Luhss">Luus</acronym>Remiril (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=329029.msg15725923#msg15725923)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">RACE:</span></strong>Turian<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">OCCUPATION:</span></strong>Merc<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">WEARING:</span></strong>This (https://imgur.com/8YG6INU)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">LOCATION:</span></strong>Near Communications<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">CONTENT:</span></strong>Just a prank, bro<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG:</span></strong>Jackiro, Te'en, Esori<br/><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/>That was...rough to follow. From what he did pick up, there was another actor in this prank of theirs. Also, the drell was horny. "What a day..." he murmured, the deep reverberations of his voice making the sound far less quiet than intended. But if he noticed that, he surely didn't show it. "Plastic explosives, no one should believe. The right mix of chemicals could get you close to what you need. If you were actually intent on blowing a person's face off." The words were simply spoken, the casualness of it only enhanced as he glanced over at the salarian in question gave a light sigh.<br/><br/>"Sonos is a comms operator. And I am far from a spectre. Would be interested in meeting any biotic turian who was." With a short-lived chuckle, he turned his attention back to the trio. "Name's Luus, and I'm a humble merc. My job's blowing things up and dealing with questionable people in a multitude of ways." He gave a nod to Jackiro then. "I have met the spectre, though, in the council chambers during the big briefing. His name's Arcus. You'll notice him by his orange markings."