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[h2][color=9370DB][center]Zeral T'Amani[/center][/color][/h2]

[h2][center]2100 hours[/center][/h2]

"Can we try not to tear into eachother on the first day?" asked Zeral, having checked out the ship further - having decided to check out the ship further, after she had finished her talks with Kieran a few hours ago. Looking around and memorizing where the various people had settled in and what their skill-set was. "Not to insult you big guy - but your kinda enforcing that Krogan stereotype here."

Or namely she was polite enough - not to say, that he was acting like an uncultured brute, that many in the Galaxy thought the krogan to be. Despite her having taken up the lab, and the appearance of a meek scientist - she didn't carry herself like that. One who knew about krogan or about them - was that krogan could smell minute differences in a person. What with them being warriors and all.

Zeral carried herself with a form that lacked fear - as the ton of bone and angry muscle was a simply another person, instead of the deadly warrior, most tried to project themselves as. For her case, it either meant two things - either Zeral had fought krogan before or had met something worse than krogan in her life. Plus, she was already a matron, meaning she had seen a good amount of stuff in her life.

"Name is Zera T'Amani. And yours is Rukt, yes?" she asked, arms crossed as she soon stood next to Kieran.