<strong>NPCs: Cato Lacres</strong><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Security-Chief's Office<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>Nel'Taan<br/><hr/>Cato looked up from his desk as the quarian walked in, a bit of a scowl radiating from him. He reminded him so much of the officers in the Armiger Legions in a way. He probably saw no reason to complain about his drug abuse when he cam swooping down from above to stab a hole through a marauding krogan. There were tons like Cato in the Legions. Everyone in the assault corps were given stimulants, everyone used them in a pinch. But if they used them outside their line of duty, it was suddenly an addiction. And here was this fop giving him orders like he owned the damned ship. Standing up slowly he rested his knuckles on the table, mandibles flaring.<br/><br/>"<strong>Then let me be blunt as well. With that attitude of yours you aren't going to get anywhere with the people on this ship. If you try to pull rank on the security team, you'll be sorely disappointed. They follow respect and trust, not orders, and the same can be said about anyone here.</strong>" He straightened up and walked past Nel to the door, turning around before he left. "<strong>No need to escort me. If my sister asks it of me, I'll do it. Otherwise I would have thrown you out on your ass and no one within shouting distance would lift a finger to escort me anywhere. Enjoy the position.</strong>"<br/><br/>The surly turian made his way up to the medical wing, feeling the familiar vibration through the hull as the ship was fired of by the Relay. Poking his head into the ward a nearby holo-table lit up with a sphere of light which seemed to pulse with light as it spoke.<br/><br/>"Good day, Cato, how can I help you?"<br/><br/>"<strong>Hey Mort... uhm, I was told to meet a Ms Maveptis here.</strong>" He looked around the empty room and then back to the VI. "<strong>Know where she is?</strong>"<br/><br/>"Fera just entered Iliarya's credentials and access-codes to my system. I assume she should arrive shortly. Would you like some music while you wait?"<br/><br/>"<strong>No thanks.</strong>" Cato sat down on one of the chairs lined along the wall closest to the door. "<strong>Just dampen the lights a little, would you?</strong>"<br/><br/>"Certainly."