[h3]Osum Tol[/h3]

Here he is, in the beating heart of Citadel space, the Citadel itself. A place Osum would have never thought he would ever come to. A place he doubts many Vorcha have been, as well as he watched what he could from the comfort of his sky taxis. Taking in what he could as the driver effortlessly navigated to what seemed to Osum to be a chaotic swarm of skycars, There was no way he could navigate this traffic on his own, especially on his first visit to the Citadel. He remembers when Teryda spoke about the Citadel and how much of a marvel it is. That fits that bill, and Omega does not hold a candle to this place. Not even close, and he thought Omega was big. Osum let out a short chuckle, and the only reason he is here is for a Council sanction black ops mission that deals with a rogue Spectre. Funny what kind of situations brings people to wonderful locations. 

Then Osum reached the right ward and district. His sky taxis touching down, and Osum paid the driver and collected his bags from the trunk. He watched as the taxis left and joined the swarm of skycars above. Now Osum would have taken the time to sightsee and get a look around. But, he was here for a reason and the fact that since he was a vorcha. It means that Osum sticks out like a really sore thumb, and most races would probably be wondering why a vorcha is hanging around. Though he has noticed that humans, for the most part, do not really know of his kind so to them, he would just be an exotic alien they have not seen before. This means for Osum that they will not be so judgmental when seeing him. However, this just reinforces the fact he will stick out and will not be able to blend in. Osum sighed at what he expects to have eyes on him and started to make his way into the district. Waiting for when he will get instructions where this safehouse actually is. 

It took about half an hour of wandering before getting a message about where the safehouse was. A place called Livilla Towers and based on where he was. Osum just happened to be close, just ten minutes away. So Osum started to make his way there and like he thought. People were eyeballing him, mainly the humans who, from what he could hear. The one reason he likes Omega more than the Citadel. He can blend in on Omega, and here not so much. At least Osum knows that the humans will not bother him, really. Unless a more knowledgeable alien spills the beans and tells them about his people, they are wrong about him, of course, seeing how he is not the average vorcha but that getting people to believe that... might be hard. 

Finally, Osum found Livilla Towers, and despite some initial resistance from some human security guards. More wondering what the heck he was than anything. Osum got into the elevator, and after a short ride. He punched in the code once he was at the door of the safehouse and quickly discovered that he was not alone. Three others were already there, his new teammates. An asari, a human, and a quarian. Now Osum wonders how they will react to having a vorcha on their team, let alone a medic. Well, time to find out, and after placing his bags next to the door of one of the rooms. Osum spoke up, sounding friendly as he walks to meet his new team. [color=228B22]"Hey, I am Osum, and nice to meet you all."[/color]