<div class="floatleft"> ](http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x94/Shadowphile/ebfa601f-dfb0-4557-a153-6bcc6b23c97f_zpsztcnqyvk.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Liam Kithcannon<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Presidia on Mars<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>The crew. (specifically Mei-Li but certain comments are for public consumption)<br/><strong>Doing:</strong>Talking<br/><br/>Liam shook his head.  "I may have been born here but I committed the cardinal sin.  I left.  It doesn't matter that I came back.  Most of them see it as giving up and Martians can't stand a quitter.   They aren't too keen on visitors either.  You either commit to Mars or you don't.  There aren't any half measures.  In or out.  Black or white.  You belong or you don't.   Being from Mars helped me a little when I came back but I've been here for six months and they still treat me mostly like an outsider."<br/><br/>He was talking too much.  It was his time away from Mars that had made him that social.  He'd almost crawled back into his Martian shell but now there were people not of Mars, Wardens that would hopefully be taking him with them when they left.  They might even become friends.  His chances of anything more with the medic were likely zero; she could have her choice and he wasn't exactly what he would describe as a catch.  The other two women were more likely options despite their love of firearms.  At least one of them had an appreciation for a good blade.  She looked ready for a war, rather than an investigation.  That didn't bode will for their chances of co-operation.  The captain was likely to get the most positive reception and would certainly receive the least lewd suggestions.<br/><br/>"Any of you ever been to Mars before?"<br/>