"Now, what do we have here?" [i]The person was an Asari. She wore an unzipped leather jacket, an undershirt, leather gloves, and a pair of skin-tight leather pants. She spoke slowly and her voice sounded as if she already knew the answer - which she did, of course.[/i] "[b]I think they're planning an attack.[/b]" [i]The second person dropped from the ceiling when the Asari finished her sentence. Her crimson hair was a mess from the fall. Her armor was rippling somewhat thanks to the fall, but the material it was made out of ensured it would take a hell of a lot more to do any damage at all. It had visible bloodstains on it as well. Her face had a couple visible scars. Her eyes were emerald green, a sharp contrast to her hair and somewhat pale skin.[/i] "It seems so... Though I have to wonder [i]just[/i] who they're attacking." [i]She stepped towards them.[/i] "Would you mind informing us?"