Surprisingly, it took Alex sometime to actually hit the kitchen. She ended up having to double back for a few of her ration bars and meals to stash in the kitchen for later on. After a short argument with herself, she removed her hoodie and picked up a rather large case filled with rations of varying flavors.
Her boots echoed off of the metal grating with every step. The sound brought back memories of the squeak of shoes in the halls during her time with BAaT. It was always interesting to see where the squeaks led...sometimes, it was a particularly amorous couple hiding in a cranny. Other times, it was a group of teens just hanging around or practicing their biotics. Back then, only a few abilities were taught to students, and Alex found herself struggling when it came to most powers. She fell behind a few times, stayed towards the middle of her class; which was a feat in itself considering she was younger than ninety percent of the students body.
She was brought from her musings by the opening of a door. She paused briefly to look around the kitchen area before she headed for a cabinet quietly. Alex's eyes roamed over the other human with the bright as Christmas' prickly balls drink--the cook, maybe?--then briefly caught sight of the asari, quarian and vorcha.
Idly, she mused on the idea of traveling to Omega for supplies. Alex herself had never been to Omega before. She had heard a few things about the space station, and wondered what that place would hold for someone like her. When the introductions began, the human gave a cursory glance above the countertop where she had kneeled to put away her rations. Of course, organized by flavor, size, and required steam amount. When she was finished, she stood and closed the cabinet and looked around. Her intense eyes seemed to change color as she shifted her head to look at the occupants in the room.
"My name is Alex. Please leave my ration meals alone. I do not wish to allow my appetite to become a burden on our supplies...and I am not a happy Vanguard when I am hungry." She introduced herself with a bit of a smirk. "Thank you for your time. I am sorry to have interrupted." Alex spoke politely since she was not sure whom was friendly and whom would become a problem later. For now, neutrality was the best option, she could make friends later.
Speaking of...she could really go for some rehydrated enchiladas...or maybe the steak and mashed potatoes? So many options...
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