Una clicked on her VI interface. As much as she hated using the thing, she'd need a little assistance now. "Run VI Cordelie" She said as the partly opaque 3D image of an Asari with some traits that seemed particularly out of the ordinary. "I answer to you madam Una." The Asari VI said. "Set: Greeting: Just Una." Una said, typing in her administrator password, causing the VI to stutter briefly "Your new greeting is: Welcome Just Una." Una sighed, she was no good when it came to working the VI, she really needed to learn that some day. "Oh fucks sake. Set: Greeting: Una. End Command. Start command...." She hesitated briefly. "Browse Vid store, purchase and download Asari Confessions 26: True Blue, secure channel, end command." The VI merely nodded, removing the confirmation for every damn command had taken Una a good three days of annoying back-and-forth, but it was well worth it.
Liveblog | DeadblogMarik was lounging around at that point, having put on a snazzy suit his sister had given him the last year. At Una's suggestion of food, however, he jumped into action. "That sounds like a plan! Any suggestions for what would be a good pre-game appetizer? And may I add, you seem neither little nor old to me, Una," the Turian added with a wink.
edited 28th Feb '11 9:31:17 PM by Firebert
Support Gravitaz on Kickstarter!"I'm over One Hundred Years old, man." She commented. Sure, she was just a child by Asari standards, but that didn't change the fact that she had been traveling around the universe since before her other crewmates was born. "But when it comes to food, didn't you cook up something before we left?" She asked Marik. "We probably should finish that."
Liveblog | DeadblogMarik shrugged at Una's response. "Just sayin' that you don't look old, that's all. And yeah, I've still got those Pyjak cutlets from before."
Upon hearing his fellow Turian, he responded "Don't worry Tarsus, I'll leave out my barbecue sauce now. Besides, I don't think having barbecue-breath would be all that attractive, anyways." He then started readying the meat for consumption once again.
Support Gravitaz on Kickstarter!Marik stifled a groan at the crews jabs. "Haha, very funny. Well, surprisingly enough, I got this Pyjak meat from a Krogan who was ranching the things. Must have been some kind of crazy, I thought, until I actually tried it. Turns out, they actually have some pretty tender flesh, when they haven't been eating trash."
Support Gravitaz on Kickstarter!Dano looked at the pyjak meat. You could tell it was once a pyjak.
"You know what? I think I'm going to be late!"
Curse the ill fortune that led you to me.OOC: Where is everyone exactly? I'm not gonna read all 22 pages, especially since it'll help avoid going meta.
A young, relatively small krogan idly walked towards the Afterlife. His appearance was somewhat remarkable: He had reddish scales and spotted orange skin (nothing strange there) but the left half of his face was missing. Instead, he had a metallic, prosthetic left face and jaw with an artificial eye.
It was not uncommon to walk armed around Omega, but this particular krogan hauled both a massive shotgun and a sniper rifle, and was fully armored. As he went through the queue, he observed passersby attentively, his mechanical eye making a faint screeching sound with each scan. He was openly smoking what in all likelihood was an enormous spliff.
He tapped the ground with his right claw, either anxious or twitchy.
"Lemme in. I'm Tarek, and I wanna speak with Patriarch.", he said to the bouncer.
edited 3rd Mar '11 10:08:39 AM by SavageHeathen
You exist because we allow it and you will end because we demand it.Time skip, weee!
After dinner, Una led the crew through the streets of Omega towards Afterlife. The pyjak had tasted better than she expected, but that didn't really say all that much. Still, it had been better than drinking on an empty stomach. "How about we try not upsetting the locals this time?" She asked. "As occasionally hilarious as I find the odd bar brawl, today's not really a day for it."
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"Well, what else am I to do? I can't change out of the suit or armor it better. Besides, I've been to Afterlife before, although they don't normally let me back in since the whole 'cooked asari pudding' debacle."
Curse the ill fortune that led you to me.