[Mass Effect] The Breakdown (TudorRosie + Rel Mayer)
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				Title: <strong>[Mass Effect] The Breakdown (TudorRosie + Rel Mayer) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rel Mayer</strong> on <strong>21-06-2012, 19:02:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2011/188/1/9/asari_by_anivorysoul-d33e0cy.jpg)</div><em>Citadel Security Systems</em>. She had her dream job for her maiden years. It used to be hard to acquire a job into C-Sec, but with the recent amounts of crime and politics going around the Citadel they seemed to pick anyone up. Even a new maiden, like Meria, but she did have her redeeming qualities. Her biotics were good compared to others, but compared to an Asari she was considered rather weak. Mostly only being able to use powers that would be helpful with evasion, but not causing much damage at all. That’s why they hired her for Investigation.<br><br>Meria Shanni had done it. Finally, her first rush of being able to actually question a criminal and not file away paperwork or fetch coffee for the officers. Meria held the data pad, which held then file in front of her, starting at it in wonderment. Meria was still very young into her maiden years, still full of curiosity and wonderment of the many years she was going to experience and the many things she was going to learn. Everything was really looking up. She brought the file closer to her body, which was currently wearing a C-Sec uniform. Which was fashioned from a blue skin tight shirt with black boarders on the outlines, as well as a pair of uniform blue pants. <br><br>Usually they made her do Enforcement work, but she was originally hired for the Investigation, and this was her very first real assignment. Meria held the data pad out as she was walking through the Citadel offices, looking at the bolder name on the data pad: <strong>Jannat Ashada</strong>. Another Asari woman like herself. They may have been the same race, but they couldn’t have been further from opposites. “Total nut job,” Meria muttered to herself recalling the time she had to question her. Meria just mostly remembered what she was saying to the captured, Jannat Ashada, smiling like an idiot the entire time and sometimes stumbling over her words nervously. Still, when Meria questioned Jannat there was a beaming look in her eyes that couldn't be erased. <br><br>Meria was an beautiful Asari though. She was still young, so she wanted to keep her fashion up to date. Her scalp had a glittery tone to it that glimmered against the bright lights from the citadel. She stepped outside of the offices on to the balcony looking at the visual projection of what was supposed to be the sky, in a little long loop that trailed to the end of the citadel’s legs. The only sounds able to be heard was the mellow hum of people talking combined with the sounds of the transportation vehicles. A deep sigh came through her light purple body, her dark purple eyes taking in the scenery around her. She only had a pair of markings that looked like a little crescent shape between her eyebrows on her forehead. It gave her a fairly mystical look. Also, there were more markings around her eyes, darker purple than her normal skin. <br><br>She only let herself enjoy the embrace of the attempted atmosphere, before she started walking further and further. Trying to make her way towards the holding cells, because this was her first big assignment she was required to check up on her criminal every so often. Mostly through the visual cameras, but what they were looking for was her motive. When Meria came close to the green hologram on the door, the door quickly shifted to open, making it’s swift swooshing noises, it made her feel like such a business woman.<br><br>It was true that this whole escapade had Meria in the best of moods, a smile was across her darker purple lips. Beaming about the fact that it was her first case. Meria hadn’t experienced much yet in her life, which made her a novice in;&nbsp; love, authority, intuition, and the ways of life. This caused her to be extremely naïve at times, and for her also to be completely unaware. Even now, she was so lost in her own simplistic thoughts that she didn’t notice the person working reception in the holding cells telling her it wasn’t time for her to go in yet. Walking right past him, completely oblivious to his words. The blue light from the scanner trailed down Meria's face, verifying she was who she said she was, and then a little beep released the door to the holding cells. <br><br>Still, if she wanted to actually come into contact with her convict, she would have to find her superior. Right now, she just had a few extra questions which completely slipped her mind during the questioning yesterday. A few questions which could clear and possibly give this convict a motive. The doors swooshed open, and Meria made her way into the holding cells. 
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