Pallin enters the elevator shaft with a heavy worn on his face,and tucked his datapad on the left-side of his armed;after hard days of work and yet he needs a mug full of coffee,he rubbed the crease of his browridge while he patiently awaits for the elevator to come closed waiting for the arrivals,he punched the buttons to closed the elevator door,until the human female hurriedly enters the elevator shaft quietly with her traveled bags,his gaze fixed to the control buttons,when it finally closed,and leans backwards against the far-wall with his armed crossed in relief,curiosity dawns on him while he examined her closely behind her black curl whip mousse settles behind her,he tilted his head slightly on the right,the female tucked her shoulder bag gently.
-she was wearing a pretty unusual clothing,casual black dress with dark blazers and the curves of her body was perfectly fitted on her waist.-as if she was visiting an old-friend died from an accident.He shook his head derisively.She slowly turns her head and flinched with a twinkling look on her eyes,suprisingly she never breaks an eye contact within him,froze in her own tracks like she somekind saw a looks around finding away to distract himself,although they were the only one on the slow-moving elevator.
"Your...a turian,right?" For a moment, the human female seems to be to stunned to say anything as she also clasp her duffel bag anxiously,pallin never responded as he avert his gaze within her.
"It's...actually my first time here on the citadel,i never mean't to-you know,meeting with the aliens upclose was-wow!" She said in a complete bewilderment.
The female hesitate for a second,trying to self-impose herself in a friendly-conversation with his turian companion and wave his hand slightly to stopped his speech impediment. "It's quite allright." She covers her flushed cheeks in embarrassment on the palm of her hand and turns around.
There was silence between them,only the sound of the hummed of the machine of the elevator,she turns from behind her shoulder preening over his feattureless that slightly irritates him.
"Why do turians had tattoo markings on their faces?and is it true,that your blood is blue?"she .
-spirits!how long is this goin to take?-he thought grumply, as he never failed to response and lifted his gaze to the floor moving numbers tapping his foot impatiently,as the female herself never pestering him with ridiculous questions of his species.
She moves her head slightly beside him,curious what he was scrolling on his data-pad ,he sigh sharply.
"Female,I'm starting to become impatient with your presence,if you just., -he shooed her away and scooted herself a little. "Oh,sorry."
She bit her bottom lip and eye him intently.
-there are some very interesting races in the citadel society,and i can't believed i'll be ended up alone with one of them,which happens to be a TURIAN!- she thought brightly.
Pallin caught her smilingly. -what's so funny?- when he opened his mouth to say something the elevator of the entryway opens,she turned and all,slung her shoulder bag,but,disappointed that he never even answered her questions and fled the room,leaving to his perusal,staring dumbly,when they finally reached their destination and left the elevator room and jetted his head left to right and took a one moment last look on the left to the female before his revenue,her hips sway gracefully on their parted direction.
A tingling feeling inside of the humans were new in the council race, yet their unique appearances to the society makes them very intriguing.
-will she ever had a chance to meet with him?-Now,where did that thought come from?
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