[h3][color=39b54a]Tonka[/color][/h3]

It took a bit of arguing with the newest addition of the team, but eventually it was decided that it wasn't worth the risk of trying to bring guns through customs or risking losing medical equipment by bringing materials through and having to ditch them. Firu would simply be looking for medical supplies for the ship with Tonka as her bodyguard; it was a plausible enough alibi with the added benefit that it helped explain why the [I]Borealis[/I] came all the way out to Lafayette Station. True to form, both managed to get past the LOKI mech doing the inspection without much in the way of a fuss. They might not have had guns, but they did have their omni-tools. If they cared that Tonka's tool in particular had weapon algorithms, they didn't show it. Considering he didn't use a fake identification and his last confirmed check in was when he was working for Alisia Donari's enterprise and a few odd visits to reputable worlds afterwards during his "retirement", there wasn't anything that would show up on his record as particularly alarming other than the "Species - Krogan" field on the identification. Krogan really didn't need guns a lot of the time; they were weapons in their own right.

The pair made their way through customs and to some shitty pub called [I]Doctor's Orders[/I] by someone who thought they were being clever, probably a Salarian. The whole station was like one of those awful tourist trap towns that revolve around a singular theme, including a candy shop that was called [I]The Best Medicine[/I]. As a species that could heal from just about anything shy of getting his brains blown out or multiple organ failure, Tonka hated this place. Even the pub had shot glasses that looked like comically oversized syringes. It was where the team was meeting up, so he just had to put up with it instead of cornering some dumb bastard in a dark corner, knocking them out and stealing their sidearm. 

As he settled into a seat that was way too small for his frame, Tonka recalled reading about this town on Earth called Roswell, New Mexico that had apparently made a shitload of tourist money following an alien conspiracy theme only for first contact to happen and completely ruin the stupid little green bug-eyed aliens they figured extraterrestrial life to look like because humans lacked imagination. Where were the spikes and hundreds of rows of teeth? Formless midgets were not intimidating, just try to take a Volus robbing you seriously. He recalled that Roswell was quick to try and reinvent itself as an alien resort town, desperately trying to lure Citadel races to the town with hard to ignore discounts. For what they lacked in imagination, humans made up for with being able to take a shit situation and adapt it in a way that could potentially be profitable or at least go out in an ambitious blaze of glory. He supposed that Lafayette was in a similar vein; abandoned Alliance outpost re-purposed as one of the premiere medical hot spots in the galaxy. 

After ordering "Just throw a bunch of crap together in the biggest glass you have", he watched as Vellios approached, rolling his eyes as he immediately set to flirting with Firu. It was only a matter of time before he brought scale itch onto the ship, the way he was going.

[h3][color=cyan]Tanya[/color][/h3]

Moving through the service tunnels was a rather crammed experience and there wasn't enough room for Tanya to stand upright. Navigating the dimly lit corridors semi-crouched over, she feared for her back if she couldn't stretch out soon. She eventually made her way to another terminal that was hooked up to the Northwest section of the station, around where the clinic was situated. Slumping against the wall to take a break, she waited for the sitrep call from the others. As far as she knew, everyone got through and no alarms were sounded. No reason to expect foul play yet, right?

She didn't have to wait long. Soon Vellios' flanging voice was in her earpiece.

[color=cyan]"T here. I'm at the next terminal, comms are clear. Standing by for phase 2."[/color]