<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b0/Zaine.jpeg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Zaine Alassadi<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Communal living room<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Liam, Danny, etc<br/><strong>Doing:</strong>Starting to investigate.<br/><br/><hr/>Zaine looked up from the report he was reading as Jay walked back into the room. He had been tense but seemed to relax at her suggestion. "Sounds like a good idea to me. Give me a few minutes and I will change." Standing he slipped off his wrist-Com and set it down on the table beside his pack before he walked back into his room. He came back out a few minutes later with the flack suit on under the long sleeved shirt and pants he had been wearing before. It was hardly noticeable unless you knew to look for the slight bulge of the armored plates.<br/><br/>He shrugged on the duster which brushed the toes of his boots as he walked. He holstered his bandit pistol before breaking down his sample kit and putting the individual items into the pockets he found on the inside of the duster. With the filter mask handing around his neck he pulled up the hood of the duster. The ingrained dust in the coat had made it only a few shades darker than the surrounding landscape.<br/><br/>"The ruins would be interesting spot to check but I would think that the abandoned mine sights are probably the better bet." He spoke as they left the building. He took a few breaths from the filter as they walked. Zaine didn't know if the dust in the air was irritating him more than the others or if he was just not noticing the others using their filters. He chopped it up to spending a majority of his time in ships and stations were dust was kept to an absolute minimum. "I might stop at the bar to see the others for a few drinks on the way back. It's been a couple years since I had a good micro-brew ale." He kept glancing down at his wrist-com to make sure they were heading in the right direction.