First entrance
What a day, what a day, what an absolutely glorious day. Finally something to do! Retirement does not sit well with the salarian temperament at all, especially not after a lifetime of busy-busy-busy. It's been months since the last meeting of the project crews. Months. That's long enough to go positively insane from idleness. Good thing there's so much to get done at the new clinic and so very very much guaranteed business from so many species. Not exactly a bastion of public health and safety, Omega. In fact, it-
Huh.
"Peculiar," says the tall, ruddy salarian who's just walked through the door and stopped in his tracks. "Almost positive this isn't on any of the station layout maps. Also, too many humans for local area demographics. Unless my information faulty, of course."
[tinytag: Mordin Solus, Garrus Vakarian]
Huh.
"Peculiar," says the tall, ruddy salarian who's just walked through the door and stopped in his tracks. "Almost positive this isn't on any of the station layout maps. Also, too many humans for local area demographics. Unless my information faulty, of course."
[tinytag: Mordin Solus, Garrus Vakarian]