<br/><strong>Day 1</strong><br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name: </strong></td><td> Lieutenant Shrass Athrun</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Leaving the AStrometrics Lab</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Sophie Doortje</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Striking up a conversationt</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Tagging:</strong> </td><td>Sophie, Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>A tall, sleek Andorian glanced away from the sensor station in the astrometrics lab as a human girl glanced inside for the third time.  Fit and beautiful, she wore a security uniform, and he found himself smiling in admiration.<br/><br/>The andorian quickly entered the last readings he had to take and sent them off to the people who were checking the calibration on the navigational sensors, then slipped out the door after her.  When the girl paused outside to look around, he touched her gently on the soldier behind.<br/><br/>“Good afternoon, Ensing.”  He was a tall man, maybe six three, at least fit, perhaps quite strong, it was hard to say under the uniform.  In the ‘heat’ of the 69 degree corridor, he left his jacket open when he could, and the tight shirt underneath hinted at the second.<br/><br/>“My name’s Shras Athrun.  I’m pretty new here, but maybe I can help you?  You looked lost, or maybe you were trying to find someone?”<br/><br/>His pips showed a junior lieutenant.  Along with the regulation uniform he wore an andorian ice axe adapted for dueling in a sheath behind his back.