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Howdy there! I'm 19 and from Texas, though I'm currently going to college in New York. I've been roleplaying for quite a few years, and prefer casual or advanced roleplays. I'm pretty friendly, so if you want to drop me a message, go ahead. I'm not super-active unless I'm on break, but I'll always get to you when I can.

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I have a post in the works! What are we gonna do about Giru's character, though?
It's fine, I'm just glad that you're okay and back! I'm excited to get this back up and going!
I think that, with her experience capturing hostile ships, Saseen would do best with the boarding party.
'Karr's' was a shitty little bar near the docks on Cartegena Station. It consisted of little more than the actual, physical bar, the stools in front of it, and a small handful of tables with mismatched chairs. A row of TVs displayed sports and local news for a disinterested clientele. This clientele consisted primarily of batarians, most of whom seemed to be dock workers or criminals of varying occupations, with a few other races scattered about. Aside from the droning of the TV, the room was mostly silent. This was a place where most people went to escape their troubles before returning to a shitty job or a shitty home, not to socialize. That made the aggravated groan from the only asari present all the more grating.

"Ugh! You win again!" Saseen exclaimed, rubbing her eyes. She took another brightly colored shot from the row of glasses in front of her. The bartender seemed utterly exasperated by this point.

"For the last time, I'm not playing your childish game," He growled, reaching under the bar for a glass. She'd been in there every day for the last two weeks, and it always came to this before his shift was up.

"Borok, my friend, you're damn near unbeatable," she continued, as if he had never spoken to begin with. The bartender groaned, and Saseen took another drink. "Y'know, Winning a staring contest against a batarian is pretty high up there on my list of things to do before I die." He did, in fact, know this. She'd shared that little factoid every time she declared a round of the ridiculous game, inevitably, lost.

A few moments of silence passed, and the overworked Borok hoped against hope that it would last. If there was a type of drinker he hated, it was a talkative one, and this one was dancing on his very last nerve. "I've been thinking, and I've decided that the 'disinterested prick' bartender stereotype doesn't fit you at all. You should really try being one of those helpful, friendly ones who dispense words of wisdom and shit. I think you'd be a lot happier," She informed him. At his glare, she added, "Oh, don't look at me like that. I'd betcha anything that you're gonna miss me after today." Though he hadn't cared enough to comment on her noticeably improved demeanor that day, this was a statement that did spike his interest. To miss someone generally required them being gone; even this chattering asari had to understand that.

"Why is that?" He prodded.

"Aha! See, I can tell already how you're dreading seeing me go! Well, don't worry, friend. See, I've got a meeting about a potential job later today. But if that doesn't work out, I'll be right back on this stool by this evening." She emphasized the statement with another drink.

"How much later?" Borok asked, trying not to look overly eager. Saseen looked over at one of the screens playing a news channel. Her eyes narrowed as they fixed first on the Siame Industries logo behind the news anchor. They searched for a second before settling on the bottom corner where the time was displayed.

"Shit! Dammit, I gotta go! It's been fun!" The asari slid down off of the bar stool, gave her 'friend' a half salute as a farewell, and ran off. Borok almost protested that she'd yet to pay, but he would've kept his mouth shut even if he hadn't remembered that they had her credit chit on file and could still charge her for the drinks. Funny that he now found himself hoping that her meeting would go well, if only because it would mean that he wouldn't have to see her again for a while.

Saseen's chosen haunt was only a few minutes away from the Cartegena Inn. She'd scoped the place out as soon as she decided to attend the meeting in the first place. Her scope wasn't too thorough -she wasn't enough of a planner to care about looking for back exits and the like- but she'd at least wanted to make sure that the place actually existed, and that she had a good idea of where it was. The crowd wasn't quite thick enough that she had to push and shove her way to her destination. Still, though she didn't quite run through narrow streets, her hurry was pretty clear. Every time she was late for a scheduled appointment, she cursed herself and swore that it would never happen again. Unfortunately, it seemed that those vows were always forgotten by the next day.

Maybe when I'm a matriarch I'll be able to keep track of time, She thought as she arrived at the rather unremarkable building. She slipped in, exchanged a brief word with the receptionist, and headed towards the conference room. Given the large crowd she found inside, she guessed that she was probably the very last to survive. She looked towards the head of the table and gave an unapologetic grin before finding a seat between a nervous looking quarian and a human whose demeanor made her question whether it was him or the drell man and human woman at the front who was in charge of it all.

The room was full up to the brim with well equipped, well armed criminals. A few stood out to her -across the table from herself was the second female drell she'd seen in her entire life- but she wasn't overly concerned with the lot of them. Sure, she'd scrounged up her armor from a local vendor, and her only weapon was the Phalanx pistol on her hip, but she still honestly believed that, if this were a trap, she'd be able to carve a way out. Hey, Saseen V'nalas was nothing if not confident to the point of foolhardiness. As it was, she leaned forward eagerly in her seat, ready for the meeting to begin.
Hey! Expect a post from me sometime tonight. :)
Yay! Thanks for the feedback, Dervish. I'm really excited about this to begin. I made some edits to the CS, particularly to her childhood. I also went ahead and did another tally like Halo did! This is for both the eight new accepted characters and the four legacy characters.

Ali, Captain, may I ask for a rough estimate on when y'all expect to make your posts? Don't feel rushed or anything, I'd just like a general idea. :)
:P Latin? That explains why I didn't get the joke, then.
I don't know, I find 'Deds' to be very cute. And it's a bit less of a mouthful. :P
Dervish said
Alrighty, time to whip out ye olde sheet comb. The weapon thing was addressed, so rock on! The part where the Eviscerator's date comes from the wiki, Sadly, we're two years short of happy fun shotgun times. The problems with these prequel games is sometimes the fun toys haven't been invented yet. First bit of lore wonkiness that stuck out was quarians attending school with other children on the Citadel; this simply would not be the case, if not for the fact that their people are generally seen as pariahs and thieves to the rest of the galactic community and probably wouldn’t want them living in the neighbourhoods (plus, C-Sec harassment. You saw how that one quarian was being treated when the volus accused her of stealing his credit chit in the second game, or when Tali is telling you about that other officer that was basically being a dick to her when she arrived on the Citadel with a bullet wound in the third game), but also because unless a quarian is exiled or voluntarily leaves the Migrant Fleet (not an easy choice, and the vast majority of quarians would never do that), they’re already educated and out on their pilgrimage as young adults where they’re living in various places trying to find something to bring back to the fleet. Imagining quarian children living in the Wards, especially without the proper facilities to really maintain the sanitary environments to keep themselves alive in their suits. There’s probably a handful of quarians who somehow took up residence in the Citadel on their pilgrimage, but they’d be doing their best to be keeping out of trouble so they don’t draw unwanted attention, given the stigma attached to them. Long story short, there’s very little chance that Saseen would have had any quarian friends growing up, let alone met one in her life.Her turian pirate friends would be very suspect, given that turians are conscripted into civil service for 15 years as demonstrated from the Wiki, As you might recall talking to Garrus, turians are “a hard bunch to please”, given how much emphasis on personal responsibility and serving society is placed on the individual. If a turian entered military service, there’s a very real chance that the only way they’re leaving it before their job is done is by being dishonourably discharged and shifted to some menial service job or in jail. If they deserted and became criminals (which obviously they are, being pirates), there’s very little chance that they’d be able to dock at the Citadel without drawing the attention of C-Sec, and keeping in correspondence with Saseen would implicate both of them, especially if their communications were being monitored, which is a real threat for people who might well be known criminals. You might wish to examine this angle or edit it a bit, because turians are rather unforgiving and there’s very little chance Saseen would be able to run off to join a pirate band and then come back without repercussion (if it was implied she ever returned past communicating with her family). So basically, when she leaves to be a pirate, it’s probably meaning she’s not going back home without very convincing fake credentials. The Tuchanka visit probably wouldn’t have occurred for the simple reason that it’s in the krogan DMZ, which his generally very monitored by Citadel authorities and it’s extremely dangerous for off worlders to go there. She probably wouldn’t have been able to go there outside of a clandestine operation. In ME2, Shepard was only welcome because his/ her ties to Wrex, and the one krogan’s girlfriend was invited there personally, and we all know Wrex is a big old softie. Tuchanka’s a very dangerous place, very few people in the right mind would go there willingly, especially without a good reason.Other than that, the story’s very good. :) Like I said, just a few silly little lore things I thought should be addressed. The longish explanations are just so my justifications make sense and where I’m coming from. Overall, I quite like Seseen. And they weren't really mistakes so much as little things that you have to read between the lines with sometimes or recall some obscure conversations from the games to get the complete picture, and there's always the possibility I'm grossly wrong about something, which happens from time to time (Shocking, I know!).


Thanks for all the info! I'll go ahead and edit out the quarians and Tuchanka. For her Turian friend, she knew him when he was a teenager, having met him when she was in her sixties or so. He aged up, served his entire fifteen years, then got bitter and eventually turned into a criminal, finding a place on the ship that they would eventually serve on together. Sorry for not making that clear! Also, just so you know, she hasn't returned to the Citadel since she left.
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