- Invitation Status
- Writing Levels
- Give-No-Fucks
- Adept
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- No Preferences
- Genres
- Horror, Modern, Modern Fantasy, Multiverse/Panfandom, Mystery, Paranormal, Scifi, Survival
Commander Shepard's personal sanctuary sat open and seemingly unattended for whatever reason. The commander was certainly too busy at the moment to see to any guests, not that it was entirely clear whether or not she would even want guests visiting her quarters. With so many new people on board, one would have to wonder if security was an issue. Regardless, Shepard's impressive collection of model ships was on display, as was an aquarium that took up one wall of the room. Looking closely, one could see automatic feeders releasing food into the tank periodically.
From back toward the entrance of the room came a cool female voice that sounded somewhat robotic.
"Despite your presence within the captain's quarters, it would seem you are neither the captain or an acquaintance of hers." You would recognize the robotic woman as the one who spoke to the Commander back in the war room. She looked at the pair of you rather suspiciously.
@Prince Shattered Charming