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- Posted: Wed, 06 Jun 2012 00:57:49 +0000
- •••••• By the cσδє I will sєяvє you ...
•••••• ץσυя choices are мץ choices ...
xxFinally managing to wrestle open the packaging for the energy bar Orina took a small lady like nibble from the corner. Her eyebrows pushed together in disappointment at the taste of the bar she had just nibbled on. "This is quite horrible...." Her thoughts echoed her expression as she tried desperately to swallow the stale brick she had just stuck in her mouth. Still she didn't complain openly, it would be unbecoming of a justicar to openly complain about the quality of nourishment. Grabbing her warm mug from the table Orina washed the brick down with a large gulp, the warm liquid rushed over her tongue washing clear any remaining taste and changing the expression on her blue features. "Goddess, this.....um coffee is good." She blurted out in a soft mumble, taking another long drink turning her eyes back to the salarian across from her as he responded to her first statement. "The Amazon must be installed with quantum entanglers to allow easy access across such a great distance." Orina stated trying to logically think it through in her head as she took another sip of the sinfully good liquid. "My experience has generally been on private trading vessels and transport ships. Nothing nearly as grand as the Amazon, most could barely afford to buy decent navigation charts. Orina took another painful bite of the bar in her hand as her stomach rumbled lightly once more reminding her that she hadn't eaten nearly enough to satisfy. The smell rolling into the sitting area from the kitchen didn't seem to help keep her hunger at bay, in fact it smelt divine.
xxThe salarian made a mention that the only news was all about politics. "Politics are something best avoided, in my experience." The asari never really liked politics, too many secrets. Secrets often gave way to darker deeds and dark purposes all in the name of "keeping the people safe". "At least out here I know who my enemies are." Orina couldn't return the smile that pulled at his lips but she appreciated it all the same. When his hand extended to her in a greeting Orina offered her own, lightly clasping her hand around his for a brief moment before shaking it as he formally introduced himself. She figured she might introduce herself again as well, everything was such a mess on Virmire that Orina had only been vaguely aware of over half the crew. "Orina Xanto, it's a pleasure Sergeant." Orina let go of his hand after giving it one more semi friendly shake and a small smile at his concern over her health. "There's no cause for worry Sergeant. Nothing more than a few bruises and cuts left, and the lieutenant was able to set my arm back on Virmire...." Orina stopped her thought process half way through at the mention that they would be receiving another medical officer. Perhaps the lieutenant had been reassigned to another post or perhaps he requested a transfer off the Amazon. "So Lieutenant Korvis......" Orina started to ask if the turian had been reassigned yet Na'al's expression caused the knot in her stomach to tighten. Orina had no knowledge of how she even made it aboard the Amazon, let alone the state of the rest of the original crew. "Goddess guide him... The words came out in a single breath the shock evident in her voice. The asari didn't need anything else said, the look on Na'al's face was enough to know that Korvis didn't make it off Virmire. Korvis had been the first of the crew to offer her more than a few cautious stares."....my condolences. He seemed to be an honorable man." Her eyes moved to the bottom of the mug she was holding staring blankly at the dark liquid. It was her responsibility to assist the Amazon crew on Virmire, in that she had failed miserably. "The Captain?" In Orina's experience most leaders who loose people under their command take their death's personally. She only hoped that the captain didn't go down in a blaze of glory, though from her brief experience with Captain Skipper she doubted that he didn't do anything rash.
•••••• ץσυя morals are мץ morals ...
•••••• Your ωιsнєs are my cσδє ...
•••••• ℓσcαтισи: USV Amazon - Mess Hall
•••••• ωιтн: Na'al