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IC: "Ya think that you can help her?" Darnshe said. He had the sense of duty to actually go and do something. Maybe try a new force trick that he's been studying. An old study some Sith lord practiced back in the old days. Darnshe felt the he was powerful enough to try. He tried to master it after he got the book about it.
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OOC: That's OK. Also kinda busy wokring
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"I would like us to go to the Citadel." Gunnar told Jeanne. "The council says that we should pick up some more crew before we continue to explore the Terminus System."
"Alrighty." Jeanne said, manning some of the controls and setting courses. "Setting a direct course to Council Space. We'll be making the jump in 3, 2, 1." The ship then zoomed towards the nearest Mass Relay. It gave off a blue aura before zipping towards Council Space and, eventually, the Citadel. They were closing in on the Citadel when they received a message. "This is Docking Bay D28. What's your ship name and registered pilot license number?" "This is SSV Zephyr, codes 3-12-030. Requesting access to Docking Bay D28." ... "Request granted. You're free to land Zephyr." The frigate flies in, slowing down and settling in the docking bay before coming to a complete stop.
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Gunnar exited the ship, followed by Jeanne and some other people that worked on their ship. Gunnar walked down to security. Each guard frisked his body, looking for anything that could be a dangerous weapon. He was clear to enter the ward to do what he pleased, within reason. He decided to head to a food shop and buy some fish food. Afterwards, he decided to look around for a bit while his sister were to contact the council. He found a food court-like place. He walked up to the counter and ordered a meatball marinara sandwich. He turned to see someone eating a BLT. He bore an N7 hoodie, so he decided to walk up to him. "Hello there." Gunnar said.
Jeanne was frisked as well at security. She was never used to other people grabbing her when she didn't want to, but it was for the safety of the Citadel after all. She walked into the wards and quickly made her way to the transport service. She asked the driver to take her to the Presidium. She was to meet with the ambassador of the humans and the Council on who is going to be joining their crew. She eventually made it to the embassies and walked down the hall to the ambassador's office.
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IC: John raised his hands. "Fine with me. I'll just grab a bowl of MaC." He said as he walked into the kitchen. He turned off the heat and started filling a bowl with macaroni.
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Felt so GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODD to sleep
Jeanne eventually made her way to the office where the ambassador was. In a few minutes, she got intel that there was another N7 operative that was looking for a ship to join up on. They also told her that there were some mercenaries of some kind that were looking for jobs of sort. She then decided to go down to the club for some off time. She walked in to the sound of music pounding against her ears like someone knocking on a door and the lights seemed as if they were to give her a seizure. Jeanne then looked around for someone to hang with or talk to. 2 people seemed to stand out to her. A Krogan and some hooded figure or the dancing Quarian. She then decided that she would try and hire the Krogan and hooded guy before the Quarian. They needed the muscle after all. She walked over to where they were sitting and sat next to them. "How're you guys doing?" She said.
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LOW MUSE
"I'm Gunnar Borne, Commander of the SSV Zephyr." Gunnar said siting down next to him. He bit into his sandwich a bit before talking again. "Who are you?"
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Gunnar took his hand and shook. "I think I've heard if that name before. Weren't you like the first human spectre or something?" Gunnar said as he turned to Damion. "Assassin huh? You serving under anyone?"
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"I would be willing to take you under my wing." Gunnar said as he took another bit out of his sandwich. "We're actually looking for people right now."
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"I'm sure that it's such an honor to be granted such a title." Gunnar said. This guy seems to be pretty nice. So far. (EDIT) "Our ship is at Docking Bay D28. You may go there if you wish."
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Jeanne saw the Krogan yelling as he drank away at the bar with the hooded figure. She walked over to them, leaning into view. "Hey there." She said. "Be careful with your drink there. Don't want you to die from drinking too much." She chuckled a little bit.
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OOC: You're not cursed. It's probably school or something, but every thread eventually dies off. Some faster than others.
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"Hey Shepard." Gunnar called to him. "If you ever need help with anything, give me a call alright?"
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Gunnar received the intel before finishing his sub. He then got up and decided to go for a stroll around the Citadel.
"Oh alright then." Jeanne said. "I just never actually got to meet a Krogan. And you, you're a Drell am I right?"
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OOC: Exactly. I'm sure as soon as it's Spring Break or some other holiday. They'll come back
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Lel XD
Jeanne did a slight bow, trying to be respectful as well. She waved for the bartender to get her some drinks. She didn't care much for paying. They earned enough money as it is hunting Geth. Jeanne got the drink and started, well, drinking. "That Quarian over there." She said pointing to him. "He's your friend?"
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IC: "Alright." Darnshe said. He turned to Lila. "Now listen. I'm going to be trying to heal your sister. Will you allow me to do so? I know you're really protective, so that's why I'm asking."
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"Trust me." Jeanne said leaning in. "I can handle myself out here. Alright, I'm not a little girl." She drank up her drink and ordered another one. "Also, I am looking for people. We need people to join up with us and be a part of our squad."
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"We don't really know." Jeanne said. "We mostly take on contracts that others don't take. You know like hunting down rogue Alliance or Council members, Geth, and various other things. We get our contracts from either the Alliance or the Council."