<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/E4eimTx.jpg)</div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">NAME:</span></strong>Samantha Adams (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=329085.msg15726713#msg15726713)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">RACE:</span></strong>Human<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">OCCUPATION:</span></strong>Doctor<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">WEARING:</span></strong>Comfortable and casual. (https://imgur.com/bZeYbjd)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">LOCATION:</span></strong>Med-Bay<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">CONTENT:</span></strong>Turian 2.0<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG:</span></strong>Luus | OPEN<br/><br/><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/>With the brutish krogan and equally infuriating turian finally gone, Samantha was left in relative peace to finish her tasks and to regain her composure. Crates of medi-gel were sorted and organized, while all excess stores were carefully places out of the way in the storage compartments against the bulkhead. She had just dropped the hatch over the last one when a voice caught her by surprise from over her shoulder. Samantha jumped a little, but turned around to greet the turian she recognized from the Citadel. She was at the disadvantage, however, because she never did learn his name.<br/><br/>Then he asked his question, and for a moment the only response she was able to give was a slow lift of her brow before her lips finally tugged into a humorous smirk. “I’m sorry, this is actually refreshing compared to my<em>last</em>conversation.” She wasn’t being called things like, “malnourished” or “genetically stinted”. Luus opened his mouth and Sam’s first reaction wasn’t to shove her fist into it in order to shut him up.<br/><br/>Maybe this turian was teasing her? Maybe these questions were just to see what she would tolerate and what would cause her brain to sputter and spit like a live wire? But it was a question, honest enough, and she could see that there was some confusion that needed to be cleared up. The doctor, dressed far more casually and more comfortably than when they first met, crossed her arms at her ample chest and leaned against one of the stationary medical beds. She sincerely hoped that it would never need to be used.<br/><br/>“If you managed to eat one of those spores and had a fever right now, I don’t think it would be catching. We don’t yet have enough evidence to fully back up this theory, mind you, but all indications suggest that this is only disastrous to humans once it gets into our bloodstream.” Sam lifted one of her hands, making a casual gesture with it as she spoke, comfortably meeting his mischievous gaze without getting her feathers ruffled. “And Asari have biotics, so the fungi burn out of their system almost instantly. Nibbles from them will be relatively safe. You turians, however, are a different matter. Stop by here for antihistamines before you decide to share too much leisure time with a human. You might give the wrong impression if you send them into anaphylactic shock after they try to show you a few tricks that mandibles might otherwise interfere with.”<br/>