[quote]Now carrying a small bag on his left hand, Ken excitedly made his way over to the dock's elevators. He couldn't wait to lay his eyes on the beauty of the Normandy! He couldn't wait to check it all out, and he knew he would feel like a child eating his first solid food. When he arrived at the docks, he noticed the Geth Spectre. A small smile crept up onto his face as he jogged over to it, slowing down to match its current pace and waving a hand in front of the Geth's eye, or more like camera. "Hey, my name's Ken'Koris vas Yaska. I assume you're something along the lines of 'Geth'?"Of course Ken didn't know his fellow Spectre's names, even after receiving dossiers on them. He didn't like to read people's lives, and preferred for them to actually tell him.
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Phalanx had silently made its way to the docks, continuing to examine the crew's files while also ignoring the curious gazes it received along the way. The Citadel did not often have Geth after all. In fact, Phalanx was one of the few to really visit. Taking care of any necessary messages it's own kind and even some Quarians had. At times, it wondered if because it stood out that caused others to fear it? Possible. It seemed a common knowledge that organics tended to fear those different. Despite that though, the Geth unit still found them interesting, unlike quite a bit of others.

Its eye shined a little, the metal around the flashlight bulb moving apart ever so slightly as a hand waved in front of it, slowly, it looked over to a smaller stature. The Creator known as Ken'Koris vas Yaska. Already, Phalanx knew the details of this organic. Pretty young and born on the Homeworld like many of his generation. 

This one did not seem to be one of the Creator's to somewhat hold caution. That wasn't too surprising, the younger generation grew up around the Geth usually back on Rannoch.

At the remark of being named around something Geth, Phalanx found it mildly intriguing. It was true, most mobile platforms just gave a reply of 'We are Geth' since the shutdown but there were few who still managed to contain Legion's gift. The Reaper Code. Of course, those Geth didn't speak up too often since many people feared them the most. Phalanx happened to be one of the few. One of the ones to retain memory and solo sentiance. Even recorded archives of Geth and Quarian history.

Phalanx was about to say its computerized name, but remembered the fact that organics usually couldn't retain such a long numbered name.

[B]"Greetings, Ken'Koris vas Yaska Alias Arrowhead-Creator. I am one those call, Phalanx. Programmed for infiltration and sniping."[/b] Phalanx spoke in its computerized, monotoned yet slightly lighter voice. Referring itself as 'I' unlike many regular Geth platforms. [B]"It is with great ideal to have a Creator aboard this approximately 98.77% dangerous mission. A good nature is also a pleasant welcome."[/b] The mobile AI continued, trying to be friendly as much as a synthetic could be. It knew it wasn't quite succeeding in making proper dialogue that was comfortable to organics, but it also did not wish to shock the Creator. After all, organics tended to freak out when AI's act too organic. Fear there would be new Reapers. Silly yes, but not illogical.