[hr][hr][h2][b][i][color=lightblue][center]Alria Vicrinus
Location: Citadel Presidium, Remembrance of Fallen Heroes[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h2]
[hr][hr][center][h3]Interacting With: N/A[/h3][/center]
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Alria awoke early that day in the barracks room she was given since her home was far away from the Citadel. They were simple accommodations and provided privacy in the shape of a small room complete with desk, bed, and wardrobe. Though of course Alria brought in her own equipment locker. Fancy thing she had made custom back on Palaven to specifically house her standard loadout including armor, weapons, equipment, and utilities, all rolled into an easy to transport, weather proof, shock proof crate. Regardless, she still have to take care of herself. So whipping up a series of personal hygiene rituals and practices she was raring and ready to go in under 10 minutes! Personal best!

Heading back into the privacy of her room she checked herself over in the mirror out of habit. Looking at her near naked body to see the vicious scar on her hip. Checking to see how it was healing and if that cream she just picked up that claimed, 'Will make your scars vanish in just days!' was working. So far it seemed to be snake oil... So with a light sigh she set about herself to put on clothes, dressing light so as to let her Seraphim armor rest easy on her body. To which she began to put on as well, sliding into her armored suit and running a few diagnostics on the Havoc systems. With that done it was just a waiting game. Alria always woke up early before a mission so she could ensure her gear was in working order, but namely to check over her pistol. Pulling it out and sitting on the edge of her bed she glanced over the pristine weapon. Checking the slide, thermal systems, mag well, trigger, and finally holding it on her palms to think on what this weapon meant to her.

Following her morning rituals she was off. Without her own transport she'd have to rely on military escort to get her to the Remembrance of Fallen Heroes, which wasn't bad. They provided personal sky cars for the security team so to provide fast response and make sure the security would actually be able to arrive. So hoping into her sky car she took a beeline for the site, making sure to put her pilot skills to use to get her there quickly. Maybe breaking a few speeding laws on the way as well... but who would know...

Upon arrival, she parked her sky car fairly close to the sight in the security parking lot, close access in the event of a possible chase. Making sure it was on lock down and then pacing her way up and over to the actual center, heading though security and making her way into the actual grounds that served as a field in a bubble. Lovingly crafted to replicate a wonderful park and landscape. In truth Alria was in stunned silence, but of course not for long. In just a moment she reached up to take off her helmet, breaking the airtight seal and holding onto it with one hand. Looking up she made an audible, [color=lightblue]"Wow~!"[/color] Before scampering off to enjoy the festival. Sure she was security on a good faith mission from the Turian Hierarchy, but who said she couldn't enjoy her time here! At the sight of some food on the tables just past the entrance she gave a quick scamper over to try some Turian friendly appetizers, deciding she'd sample around just a bit before continuing on.

Though she couldn't spend her whole time eating and before long was out and about pacing around to case the place. Looking at all the strange alien life that was brought from all corners of the galaxy for this festival! Seeing if she found anybody who peaked her interest or was just out right cute!