Name: Callius Thyron<br/>Location: Shuttle bay<br/>Tags: Open<br/><hr/>Maybe Callius should have organized some chairs, the ground was not the most comfortable place to sit, then again, once he would be drunk enough he would not care anyways and if anyone would dare to drink him, that person would most likely end up at least just as drunk. So there were more pressing matters. One of them being that one person actually seemed to take him on his offer, a human even, seemed like he did not establish the image he thought he had.<br/><br/>"Ah...yes, the alcohol...I'd offer you a seat, but this is not exactly a living room. As for the drinks..." Callius pointed at one of the unopened bottles he spread in front of him. "That should be suitable for humans, would say non toxic, but i'm not sure how strong it is actually...you can drink from the bottle if you want, but i guess i also have glasses somewhere."<br/><br/>Giving his best to look like a cheerful host, Callius examined the human female. What did he know about her again? She was exposed to eezo and...well aside of that he didn't even know her name...maybe this should be where he starts?<br/><br/>"I don't think we got properly introduced. My Callius Thyron, pleased to meet you", Callius said cheerfull, raising his bottle to greet her instead of trying to think of the proper gesture and most likely fail.<br/><br/>Of course she would choose the exact topic that made the Turian start drinking in the first place. Every word cast a little more gloom in Callius face, untill she finished and he took a deep sip from his bottle.<br/><br/>"Shots? He was incinerated. If he is still alive, anything short of truck full of explosives won't ensure he's gone forever, couple that with the fact that his enhancements will make it hard to predict his abillities and the fact we don't even know if he lives, even less where he hides and we have a truely disturbing foe..." Callius gaze was directed at the ground as he took yet another sip.<br/><br/>Now that the girl mentioned it, Callius realized that it was true, he hadn't even seen one of them in his past. It  indeed was strange but understandable.<br/><br/>"Are you familiar with how propaganda works? One simbiotic killed by a pure human like you and he's a martyr, if he's however killed by another enhanced person, it may even split the whole organization. That aside, i could practice hacking those arms on our crewmates...might be a plus." Callius shrugged he didn't have a reason to hate synthetics, at least not more reason then hating humans or salarians. Being different was not wrong in Callius eyes.