[hider=Zoom-Zoom] [u][b]Full name:[/b][/u] Dreklei Harahn [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/cWL99FX.jpeg[/img][/center] [u][b]Race:[/b][/u] Turian [u][b]Citizenship:[/b][/u] Citadel Registration [u][b]Aliases:[/b][/u] None [u][b]Age:[/b][/u] 40 [u][b]Sex:[/b][/u] Female [u][b]Psych. Eval.:[/b][/u] Dreklei is atypical for a Turian. Though not possessing the traits of the rebellious outcasts from her race's society, her rather unique childhood meaning she was disconnected from Turian society and is nevertheless looked at with skepticism at best by her racial kinsmen. For her part she seems to not very much like her own kind very much either. Whether this is because of just variance in attitude and humours or because of resentment due to her father's absence from her life is unclear. The only thing she seems to have in common with Turians from the Hierarchy is species and a somewhat utilitarian outlook on life though what her application of it varies wildly. The woman is far less rigid and more adaptable than others of her race. She appears to be eager to make friendly relations with her colleagues though doesn't go far to consider them anything but exactly that: friendly colleagues. She joined the renewed Spectre Initiative after her more recent glimpses of the world outside of the Citadel convinced her that the world needed more fighters for what is right. [u][b]Phys. Eval.:[/b][/u] About 200cm in height and 80kg in weight her carapace is beige and her eyes green with brown tattoos upon her face. Dreklei is more or less average for a Turian woman with perhaps a little more body fat lacking the Spartan regimen that most of the rest of her race have. [u][b]Biotics:[/b][/u] None [u][b]Qualifications:[/b][/u] From a very young age the Turian volunteered to aid C-Sec as an informant and in her time as a Duct Rat learning to be nimble despite being much taller than those around herself. After being taken into an orphanage it did not take very long for her to start once again aiding C-Sec as she matured and eventually go into their ranks. Starting in Enforcement and exemplary record lead to a swift transfer and promotion to Investigation. Therein she continued her service earning respect from all fellow officers in a very large list of references. Going through the ranks of the organization she was eventually made a C-Sec Investigation Liaison with C-Sec Patrol where she came to learn the ins and outs of flight becoming an accomplished pilot herself. Recently she was part of the long operation to catch the criminal kingpin rather ironically named Haymaker. Following this she was recommended to the restored Spectre program where now she shall be a shuttle pilot. [u][b]History:[/b][/u] Dreklei's mother was a bureacrat in the Turian embassy in the Citadel who developed a relationship with an officer of the Hierarchy's fleets. It took time for their relationship to blossom as he only appeared for shore leave every so often but eventually their romance produced little Dreklei. The young Turian only saw her father once so young that she can't quite remember his face. Her mother passed away following a drunk pilot crashing his shuttle in a hangar, the man chasing the Turian youth hoping to eliminate the sole witness to his crime. Though successfully evading the degenerate she got lost and so became a vagrant dweller of the Citadel's air ducts and other spaces living off of petty thefts and trash. She eventually became an informant to C-Sec witnessing many crimes dwelling in the quiet places of the Citadel. Eventually as she grew older she could not live solely on scraps of trash and dead rodents. Forced to turn to public shelters and kitchens being snatched and placed into an orphanage was inevitable. Though she was far too old to be adopted she did not particularly mind the experience, three meals a day and warm bedding making whatever lack of freedom that other duct-rats lamented being well worth it. As she grew on Dreklei knew that it was far too late for her to get some sort of formal education and get a traditional job, so she went forth with the only work she had ever interacted with before. Narrowly passing the entry she became a C-Sec officer, a job she eventually came to do very well. Having very little concept of leisure after her youth she was willing to spend far more hours a day working than other officers and thus Dreklei's progress was very fast; it took only a few years to rise through the enforcement officers and become an investigator. For the very same reasons she did very well in this role she succeeded as an investigator making up for experience of the more senior ones by sheer volume of time and effort inputted. The choice was eventually made by her superiors to have her fill a vacancy of a Liaison with the Patrolmen coordinating investigators to work with the patrol. Here she made many more acquaintances with C-Sec now having not only investigators but patrolmen and enforcers in great number coordinating with her. Further she became an excellent pilot in her own right, the flying of aircraft apparently being one of the things she had an undiscovered talent for rather than simply learning by putting in extraordinary time and effort. It was at this point in her career that Dreklei's big break came. There were inexplicable shipments to the Citadel of high grade drugs and their chemical components with no apparent source vessel. Dreklei was able to find this operation however after weeks of investigating docking bays and hangars until noticing a far greater volume of outgoing cargo from one of the loading bays. Having some patrol vessels hang around the area along with some Enforcement officers she ordered them to record all the ongoing events. After looking through the footage for hours on end she noticed strange shimmers in the air around the bay, which she went to investigate in person. Waiting for a long time Dreklei eventually saw one of the shimmers again which she promptly shot with her rifle. Rather than flying through the air her shot struck something metal and it was apparent that before her was an advanced stealth ship. Alerting patrol she went on a chase through space after the vessel eventually following it through the Mass Relay to a Salarian System embattled with the Rebel Krogan Clans. Following contact with STG it was discovered that an Officer of theirs had been corrupt, using a Stealth vessel to ferry drugs from the warzone to the Citadel for massive profits. Though satisfied with her takedown Dreklei had witnessed an all-out war and by now knew she was just small fry in a massive Galaxy. She felt like all of her past successes were hollow knowing that every bad guy taken down meant nothing when entire worlds of people were dying. Dreklei was thus very much excited when she was called to an unscheduled meeting with her superiors. She was informed of the Spectre program being restored and that she was one of the people selected for such a team. Though she knows it will be far more dangerous than any job she took before Dreklei takes to it with the knowledge that perhaps now when she chases villains the world at large might become a better place. With a team and ship at hand she is ready to set out for the Galaxy at large. [u][b]Position:[/b][/u] Shuttle Pilot [u][b]Recruited:[/b][/u] No [u][b]Inventory & Logistics:[/b][/u] In the hopes of better surviving crash-landings she wears medium Hahne-Kedar armour. An M-13 Incisor will usually be with her on the shuttler for crash-landings (more in the interest of survivalist purposes than self defences ones) and an M-3 Predator will be a quick sidearm about her person for self-defence. Beyond that she demands little of life. [u][b]Notoriety:[/b][/u] 3. More or less nobody outside of the Citadel knows of her. [u][b]Misc.:[/b][/u] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J1Wkj2fxDsk]Theme song[/url]. Fun fact thinking of chick I was thinking more of Turians being bird people [u][b][Blasts from the Past]:[/b][/u] Yes she will rope you all into her own life >:) [/hider]