<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>Getting organized<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG:</span></strong>Arcus | Drack | OPEN<br/><br/><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/><br/>“It is, although you’re welcome to call me Sam. Sometimes it’s a breath of fresh air to break away from formalities.” Did Turians even use nicknames? Was that a concept they entertained? Thinking back on the list of turians she has worked with over the years, she wasn’t certain that was the case. At least not when it came to those who practiced medicine. It was a question she would reserve for another time, but she did find it interesting.<br/><br/>And that was about as far as the conversation went. Before she could make a comment about<em>why</em>the council chose her for this assignment, a new experience arrived in the form of a Krogan. And even though this was the first Krogan she had seen in the flesh -they didn’t exactly roam the Presidium, after all- there was no doubt as to<em>what</em>he was.<em>And here I thought they had exaggerated the size of them with that monument on the Citadel…</em><br/><br/>Samantha blinked up at Drack, forced to crane her head back just to take in the whole package and she suddenly had a better understanding of why his people were feared so much. The Krogan were<em>big</em>, with a voice so deep she could almost feel it vibrating through her chest. But his eyes were pretty, and she couldn’t help but grin up at Arcus while he was berated for letting her loose in her own workspace.<br/><br/>“I’m Sam,” she said with a pleased laugh, extending her hand out to shake the Krogan’s. She expected it to hang there, empty and awkward as it usually did when she was meeting an alien not accustomed to human culture. But it couldn’t be said that she wasn’t going to at least try. “If you’re looking for alcohol… I think you’ll have better luck at the bar. I just have antiseptic and I’ll be needing those.”<br/>