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 See you around space cowboy, Axios D'espoir
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Nate rarely strayed from the Habitation deck or the Hydroponics section of The Nexus. Aside from work his life mostly revolved around holing up in his room and just pouring over holotapes brimming with information about their new galaxy. The great big step into a new galaxy left him with not much to do beyond the natural curiosity that came along with it. Sammy had a lot more to do, protecting them from all of those threats that their species was dealing with. The Kett were apparently their largest of those threats, but then again mentions of the Roekaar were scattered about mingling with that threat.

Aside from connections with Sam and Adam, he didn’t have too many people to form some manner of social interaction. Still he managed to get connections with someone that was known for being able to get things done. Luckily Adam had connections, these connections being able to help him to some degree. Hence why he had emerged from the habitation deck, dressed up in the normal Initiative white with a brown leather jacket with the alliance symbol emblazoned upon the left breast. Meeting with someone he didn’t know made him want some manner of comfort, which was where the jacket came.

The hums of engines and people going about their lives permeated the air about him. Picking out the spot for their meeting was the tough part, but it eventually came to be a small deck that his brother tended to use. Just not today of course, now that would have impeded Axios from landing. Until anyone showed up however he was relegated to reading over a few reports on his omni-tool, moving through them with little gliding gestures of the hand. Old notes about fauna teams had gathered on their incursions, but they were nothing he hadn’t looked over dozens of time. Meaningless data that his brain had consumed and categorized into neat little folders.

Samples from this planet by the name of Havarl, now they would be new information and information that his mind wanted to take in. Insatiable curiosity was perhaps one of the few things that shined within him the brightest. Aside from a crippling lack of social skills. Not that he ever bothered to sharpen them in the first place, when there were far more important things to do than learn the basics of small talk. Considering his mentor had been a Salarian as odd as he was, well that lack of real interaction was even more apparent in hindsight.

being lost within thought would not be a permanent thing for him as a ship dipped in through the out fields, creating a small current of air that mussed his hair up as it settled down onto the landing pad. Nathaniel didn’t get up from his spot, instead still sitting on the small create and waiting for the person piloting to present themselves in whatever manner they saw fit. Anxiety bubbled up within his chest, keeping him from doing anything else expect watch.

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Axios could feel the rotors kick in behind the thrusters of the shuttle, the craft itself in dire need of maintenance. He’d been stuck with one of the backup pods since the shuttlebay had blocked access to his own dropship of choice, much to his own discomfort. It wasn’t that he didn’t know how to pilot — he was arguably one of the most qualified pilots and versatile people on the Nexus when it came to ship crew. He just didn’t find himself cramped into a tiny little variant of a Kodiak all that comforting, given the fact that there wasn’t anyone else along for the trip, save for a few hundred crates of cargo in the back where passengers barely sat. The damned thing was well over her carrying capacity, and the heat gauges were quite openly screaming at him because of it as he reared the shuttle into one of the pads. Scorch marks. Kesh would have his head unless the landing crew could take care of that. They probably could. Strict as she was, the Krogan director often overlooked small shortcomings like a few burns in favour of whatever had been brought back to the Nexus.

Exiting the shuttle as the hatch released itself, he took heavy note of the full group of people rushing to aid him in unloading the crates, Axios quick to lift one of them to the side with his biotics, carrying it at his side, given the weight of the damned thing. A personal claim. Well…not so much personal as it was personal business. A promise to be fulfilled. He wondered if the kid would show, despite the fact that they weren’t all that different in age. Maybe a half decade, or a bit more at most. To be frank he didn’t have time on this schedule to look up everyone’s record of the individuals he crossed paths with. The guy was nice enough, and easy enough to please. The word just seemed to fit, given the bloke’s curiosity and relative innocence. Something he missed at times of his own, but bygones were bygones. And out here? The more experience you had…the better. It kept you alive.

Havarl was an odd planet. One far different than the other golden worlds that had been identified, and although it wasn’t immediately on the Initiative’s first sensory readings, they had been quick to mount an investigation of the surface when more resources became available. Something that had still yet to come about, and was likely never to happen. Or at least any time soon — particularly given the fact that the Angara considered it their ancestral homeworld. A beautiful one at that, but also just as deadly. Gathering the samples he’d been asked to procure had been no easy task, nearly having his face torn off by a hungry group of Challyrions once, and turning the corner to find a rampaging Eiroch the next. He’d only been fortunate enough to subdue them by gaining altitude in climbing rocks and using his jumpjets to get back to the shuttle and kick off from the surface. What a rush, and at the same time, something he wasn’t hoping to repeat soon. He knew his luck though. Kesh always gave him the most difficult supply runs. Or procurement missions. That was her way. She put the people she could trust and knew were the most capable within the most challenging sorties. Life was…life.

Shrugging, he wandered off the landing pad beyond the customs scanner and out into the promenade. Now he just needed to keep an eye out for the kid. He wondered if Nathaniel would remember. The guy seemed eccentric, when given the opportunity. With any luck, he wouldn’t have to go far to find him.

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Nathaniel kept his eyes and mind on the ships as they pulled in and out of the docking bay. Blue eyes narrowed as they looked beyond the thick, transparent glass that stood between him and the place itself. Of course customs also stood between them, but he had a feeling that no one would get in the way of him getting the samples that he had been hoping for. There was likely so much flora and fauna in Andromeda that could be looked into, made into medicine that would make life easier for everyone. Nate wanted to make the best of his given post, even if he would have much preferred dealing with medical sectors of The Nexus. Still, he trusted what Kesh had put him into and hoped she knew what she was doing with him.

Luckily he didn’t have to worry about not recognizing his contact out of the people that were coming in. A human looking at least half a decade older than him with a similar hair color, though his dimensions were hard to make out on video communications. Regardless his features were emblazoned within Nathaniel’s memory like all he had ever met. Even people who were nothing more than casual, passing conversations. A curse many would have argued, but then again he worked with what evolution gave. Regardless of how cruel that mistress was with her gifts.

Minutes passed as he looked around, mind steadily beginning to wonder where he was in that impatient manner that it did. His teeth scraped over lower lip, the sensation reminding Nate that he likely needed to moisturize them before they got chapped. Not as if it mattered beyond his own odd habits. His eyes would keep locked on the customs scans, until he noted a familiar face. One that went through the motions within his brain and came up as someone that was actually known.

Axios D’espoir.

Someone who worked under the employ of Kesh, doing dangerous runs for The Initiative and getting things done that no one else would do. Well, save for perhaps his brother and Adam. A small part of Nate still believed they were perhaps some of the most amazing people he would ever meet. Childish as some would argue but he had selective hearing.

Standing up from his sitting crate, Nate brushed down a few creases in his jacket that existed only to himself and approached Axios. He hadn’t expected him to be as short as he was, but that small fact quickly fell to the wayside in the face of potential future developments. ”You’re Axios right?” He spoke up, realizing that his voice sounded a little unsure and there was nothing he could do about that now. The words escaped and they were gone forever. ”I’m Nathaniel...the guy who asked you to get the samples for me.” Spaces were expected to be filled in within his own mind, but he wasn’t dealing with a mind ready afterall. Unless that was possible, then he would have been entirely uncomfortable. Instead of thinking too much into that, he extended a hand to shake.

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Customs was a nightmare — it was always a nightmare when you were bringing possible foreign contaminants in and out of any busy space port. And while the Nexus paled in comparison to that of the Citadel or a few other hub worlds the Alliance or Cerberus had interest in back in the Milky Way, it was still nothing to shake his foot at. Lines which dawdled behind the corner, despite how few people were coming through, the amount of cargo being transferred between the station and incoming shuttles was nothing short of staggering. Trade was booming, or at least research excavations of some sort. Axios frankly couldn’t be too certain, and although his interest was piqued, the crate he bore with him was of far more importance. Perhaps not to him, immediately, but to others, which mattered all the same.

His minute frame made it easy to weave in and out of the stacked crates to the line proper, finally demonstrating the fact that because he was levitating the container with biotics, it was perfectly contained within reason. One quick scan with an omni-tool, rather than a time-consuming procedure that would have likely proved invasive led him to the better. It probably helped that he had a slightly elevated priority, given the fact that he did sorties for Kesh on the regular — many of which demanded the retrieval of highly volatile if not important objects of interest. He was quite familiar with the expectations the command crew held aboard the Nexus.

Barely slipping out through the gate, he’d found himself ambushed in less than a minute, fortunately not enough of a force to startle him or knock him over. No physical contact at all for that matter, but rather a verbal acknowledgement. Something he responded to in kind, confirming his identity, a half-grin already on his face as was typical of this time of day and place. At least for Axios — he enjoyed the Promenade. It was open, and plenty of social exposure to be had. “Axios, but you already know that.” His head tilted downwards to the right as if to indicate the sizable crate held within the mass effect field. “That’s yours. Shouldn’t be given too many problems. Took a bit of a chat to convince the customs agent, but I think you’ll be fine here on out.

Shrugging, he extended his free hand, devoid of any lingering electricity produced by the biotics. The last thing he wanted to do was shock the guy unintentionally, even if his own ‘gift’ wasn’t all that particularly honed compared to others. Not everyone had biotics, nor physical exposure to them. And it wasn’t always pleasant the first time — an assumption he wasn’t ready to make.

Looking over Nathaniel, he quickly assessed the guy. Taller, by a fair margin, but thinner. A hint younger, but as with his earlier prediction on the vidcom, there was most definitely an air of innocence about him. Either aloofness or simply a bit…lost in the social realm, and its expectations. He quietly supposed to himself that it was probably a good thing he wasn’t exactly a hard-going businessperson. If anything Axios was lax, when it was away from the ship — and that had been for quite some time. “So…would you like to do this here? Or are you open to grabbing a seat and a bite somewhere to relax?

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Nate was always never sure about how to deal with new people. How they would react to his presence and how he should act in kind, leaving him with an uncertain air about him that would make it difficult not to feel sorry for him. Still he was trying to carry himself in a certain way, if only not to ruin whatever conversation that he would be expected to carry from there. This person looked up at him, carrying an air of gravitas about him that he didn’t normally expect from a simple shuttle pilot. So he shuffled around a little as they gave out the name he had been expecting, making him wonder what the names origin was. Granted it was not as if he couldn’t look it up on his own time, not when he was accepting samples from the equivalent of an acquaintance.

That was when his eyes shifted towards the crate suspended within the telltale crackle of mass effect fields. His eyes widened for a second before ever so slightly narrowing back to normal. It appeared that the pilot was a biotic alongside what other skills he likely possessed. A small part of him couldn’t help feeling some envy over the biotic potential but then again he had seen enough from his brother to know it was not all super powers. ”Oh...thank you. Sorry for any trouble this might have caused you.” The apology came out quickly enough, the underlying knowledge that he had to fight to get these here was present. His eyes would rest on the crate suspended in the crackling fields until they were let down by the will of Axios.

That was when he noted the hand extended towards him, considering the limb for a moment before what it meant hit him. He took the hand and shook it with a small amount of firmness. Once that was done he let the hand slip back to his side. Honestly the awkwardness he let off was more than anyone would have been willing to deal with but luckily Axios was one to initiate conversation. Grabbing a bite to eat sounded like something he could do, and biotics needed more food than the average person to keep their shape up. It would have been a shame to see someone reduced to nothing more than skin and bones, especially a strong looking frontier man like the one standing before him.

”There aren’t too many places to grab a bite on The Nexus but um...I might have something in my apartment.” Nathaniel offered in his own odd way, looking around at the people going about their own lives before focusing on Axios with a light smile. ”We can talk about business and stuff there.” He gave an uncertain motion to follow before making to walk off, with his mind already on navigating towards the habitation deck and his own apartment.

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Interacting with new business partners was always a risky business. Some were flighty. Others got aggressive. And then there were the sorts that tried to cheat you of the hard-earned work through no reward. Every once in a great while, however, you ran across an honest person — the sort you continued business with. Or maybe you just lucky and found something in between, which had qualities from all of them. Although he couldn’t tell what kind of person Nathaniel was from the bat, Axios could easily read the innocent vibe about him that spoke to his lack of any formal dealings on the surface. Trade was likely not one of his strengths or regularities. And that was perfectly fine, for some that would make a prime target to make advantage of. Were he a different, and questionably horrible person, that might have been something Axios would have considered. Yet it wasn’t, his own oddities were placed at ease that his counterpart was likely not going to attempt to take the crate and make a run for it. Not that he would get very far on the Nexus. There were only so many places you could hide.

Mentally shrugging off the inner reflection, the pilot shimmered an even grin towards the other — not predatory, but welcoming. “You know…normally when people ask someone to their personal residence they’re trying to send a message. But fortunately I’m not really getting that vibe from you.” He laughed. Of course he laughed, because the gesture itself was genuine and rare these days. Normally everyone had some form of ulterior motive, no matter how minor or major a factor it was. Most people were selfish when you boiled down to the basic facts. Especially on days like these where it was a ‘fend for yourself’ type life out on the frontier.

No trouble at all. But if you’re offering and comfortable with it, I’ll accept.” He pondered, wondering if the kid was still determined to pay him for the expedition. Admittedly, while it had been a fair amount of trouble, the mere ambience this guy shrouded about him made taking anything from him seem almost…bad. Cruel, even. As if he could do a lot more good with the limited resources he had, if he simply kept hold of them. That was something Axios could relate to. No matter his Cerberus background, at the end of the day, the guy simply enjoyed helping others thrive. That was his purpose out here, and although it deterred from his cell’s original mission, he knew when he regathered them he would redefine their purpose. Not like any of the other command staff were alive to rat him out, and the few juniors that were alive didn’t know the fine details as it was.

Taking the hint to already begin following the taller bloke as he wandered off, Axios kept a close pace, eventually walking up alongside him, rather than trailing him. The height difference was…not all that astonishing, but still present. Still, he had to keep his eyes open on the promenade to not get run over by how many others there were out. Keeping the crate aloft within the mass effect field between the two, a mild smile had been imprinted onto his face for the day. At least for the time being. It was about time there was a good welcome to come back to the Nexus for, even if it wasn’t something familiar. More often than not it was just someone barking orders or who couldn’t see past the edge of a datapad and a price. This though? This was nice. Refreshing.

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Taking advantage of Nate was not a difficult thing to. He never was good when it came to dealing with people or how that should have been done. His words held no second meanings, and in the end all he wanted to do was get these samples to a place where he could get to analyzing their chemical make up. Anything that could be synthesized into useful materials for the betterment of their kind. Unfortunately he didn’t consider the implications that came with inviting someone to his home. ”I...just..um...have something there to eat. I guess I hoard a few things when I can.” He had the dignity to blush, even if it was a minor coloration of his cheeks.

Luckily he picked up quickly enough that the male was joking with him, which allowed him to calm down to some degree. This was why he needed to improve his interpersonal skills but he didn’t have time to do that right now. Trying to distract himself, Nate let his mind move towards the concept of leading this person to his personal residence. Of course it took a little maneuvering from the Promenade to his personal residence. Hopefully he had what they needed to get his guest comfortable and willing to talk whatever business there was to be mentioned.

Maybe he could continue to hire this guy, collect more samples and improve his steadily growing collection. As always being around someone he didn’t know made things a little awkward, as the two of them rode the Nexus’ personal tram system to the habitation deck and let the two off. People were milling about, either from or towards their homes and he picked out his own place which was painfully alone. He knew eventually someone would be placed with him, yet for now His mind was afterall on locating his own home, eventually coming to it and unlocking the door rather quickly with a code he entered from memory.

His door slid open, revealing the meticulously kept room beyond. He had his own small entertainment system, plants settled on shelves where they were being nourished by tiny solar lamps and of course the couch which was kept rather clean. All in all the place looked like it was kept by someone that couldn’t abide even the tiniest amount of clutter. ”Welcome to my place. I hope it’s not too messy.” He said with a small motion, waiting for Axios to go in and bring the box suspended by biotics in before he closed the door behind them.

”So do you have anything in particular you want to drink. I have some tea from leaves i’ve grown, vodka apparently and water if neither of those work.” Nate explained after rummaging through a mini fridge and what looked to be a few cabinets on a shelf.

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Faint though it might have been, Axios took quick notice to the bashful reaction scorned by the younger between them. The hint of rosed pigment upon Nathaniel’s cheeks spoke everything that he needed to know, revealing that he was in some aspect or realm fluxed. How upset that matter of flux was yet to be determined, but for what had been intended as naught more than a joke was easily being taken the wrong way. He wasn’t here to make the kid feel uncomfortable, but at the same time the pilot-commander often carried a lax air about him, even if others often considered it intimidating. Something about gravitas or a mien of authority.

Relax, I’m not the sort to do anything…questionable, like that. Least of all not with someone who didn’t want it. Was just trying to be a hint playful,” he indicated, loosely patting the researcher upon the shoulder. “I’ll lay off if I’m making you uncomfortable. I just don’t see need for immense formalities on every method of business, y’know?” Quipping a smile through his words, he hesitated, drifting his palm away from the taller bloke’s shoulder. There was not much of a height difference between them as he might have anticipated, but even in any other circumstances that had never been enough to bother him. A certain mercenary towered over him, even in full-decked gear and he hadn’t been intimidated.

With some manner of grace, he found himself blessed within the moment that the civilian could find peace or realisation that perhaps he wasn’t entirely being serious, and instead a jovial if not social being. His nature — the only removed factor being that his element would be on the outside rather than inside. In most circumstances he preferred business out in the open, with plenty of people around. But…well when you were hungry and looking to relax, you couldn’t exactly argue with your body all the time. And there weren’t many options when it came to the Nexus for dining, let alone personal recreation. That was still quite a ways off.

All but dragged to the tram with his luggage in tow, Axios continued to levitate the crate within the field between them, ensuring that no one came to arrest it. For as little worth as it might have to others, and volatile it may not be, there was an odd sense of honour out here in Andromeda. A new Wild West — every person for themselves, and little immediate thoughts of camaraderie, which severely disappointed him. He missed that focus back home, and had hoped that an expedition out to the wilds might change that. Imagine his lack of enthusiasm upon waking up to find that a rebellion had already struck the Nexus, long before the Hestia had been disabled or even arrived for that matter.

Sad as he might have been reflecting up on those moments in their recent history, Axios did bear hope. If not in the Nexus or Exile lot, in his own capabilities and that of whom he considered a friend. While he couldn’t go far to say that Nathaniel was anything more than a business acquaintance, there was some prospect there. The guy was kind, and as far as organic knowledge was concerned — one of the experts. At least in his opinion. It may not match up to the qualifications of the Asari or Salarians currently on board the Nexus, but it also didn’t come with the politics. And even better - Nate wasn’t already babbling off about paperwork or payment. That was a good sign.

Surprise me. I’m simple to please, most of the time,” he offered with a grin. “I’d have asked you to the bar, but I’m getting the feeling that is definitely not your zone.” Humming, with but a wink through his eye, he grinned. “Can’t make you uncomfortable now.

Let into the apartment, which was supposedly ‘messy’, Axios felt a shred of guilt upon his face. If this was messy, there was some disappointment in himself for the current state of the Hestia’s shuttles. They weren’t in bad shape — far better than anything the Nexus could field actually, but their pristine coat of paint had long since worn off. Maybe some time he’d have the opportunity to give them the love and care they deserved outside of routine maintenance. He hoped so. “I think this is the antithesis of messy. You would probably make a bunk sergeant proud,” he chuckled. “Not that I’d know from experience. But I hear they’re rather…intense. Demanding.

Settling the case to the side and finally dismantling the mass-effect field, he took one of the offered seats, but chose to stand until the other found the opportunity to join him. Instead continuing to survey the neatly organised place, he hummed approvingly. It reminded him of the pristine labs that some of the facilities on his homeworld. Those he missed greatly. A sense of home out in the middle of nowhere, but he couldn’t bring himself to admit it through words. “So…now I’m curious. How in the wilds do you manage to keep your roommate in check? The state of your place is well…let’s just say it puts even some of the militia outposts to shame. And they pride themselves on cleanliness and orderliness.

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Nathaniel was not one who understood flirtation very well or how to deal with it. Granted, not many people actually went out of their way to flirt with him so that might have been why he tended to react the way that he did. ”You’re fine, I just…am not good with people or so people keep saying.” Nate brushed off the awkwardness he felt, hoping he didn’t sour whatever social mood they had going on. While he didn’t know this person well, he didn’t want to produce any real negative opinion of him from a single wry interaction. Now that would have made things more awkward than he wanted things to be. Nate did need friends afterall, or so he had been told multiple times by people that he liked to think were his friends.

It was just difficult to get an academic like himself to break out of his proverbial shell. Nigh impossible even some would have said. Either way they would soon enough reach his residence, this little corner of The Nexus that was kept meticulously clean. Anything that was out of place would have likely sent Nate to scour the entire place until it was within his personal specifications. Granted considering the overall cleanliness, that tended not too take too long. His mind’s ability to remember things made knowing when it was perfectly clean much easier to keep in mind. Regardless he had a guest, and that meant not dwelling on his own habits when he had to keep someone entertained. That was one important thing to keep in mind that Nate never could forget, even with what many would call a normal memory.

Either way, Axios wanted a surprise and so he would give him just that. Digging through one of the cabinets, and removing a few bags he had made with the prior mentioned leaves he had grown. There was a certain pleasure from preparing them himself, and of course actually brewing the tea would be nice itself. The sensory delight that came with it, well that was just too good for someone that thrived off sights and smells. ”Bars were always more my brothers place really. I was more of a stay home and ready a good book kind of person.” Nate managed to explain, and the memories of his brother coming home with a few too many came to mind. Though he never got quite as bad as their father, so he couldn’t find it within him to fault Sammy.

”Don’t have anyone yet actually. I’m dreading the day that I get one but for now this is my little space.” Nathaniel explained, finding a small approximation of a kettle, filling it with water and settling it over a heating plate within the conjoined kitchen. It would take a few minutes for the water itself to come to a boil, which meant they had some time. ”Don’t know why that’s the fine with this for now. ” Keeping his attention half on the boiling water, Nate turned to Axios. ”So, you’re a pilot right? See anything interesting in your travels through Andromeda yet?” He asked, trying to sound interested in the males adventures or whatever he would have called them. Interlacing his fingers and waiting for the response that came.

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For whatever shred of dignity or luck had led him to this place on the Nexus, Axios could hold some grain of thanks in due fact that he was getting a familiar air. One that reminded him of his friend Angel, if not far more innocent and friendly. Not to say that the shoppe owner was anything but friendly, and usually quite handsy, but rather of the fact that Nathaniel was rather accomodating and immensely respectful off the bat. They both shared a feat in common in that they lit up upon a subject of interest, from an otherwise quiet if not peaceful mood more often than not. For the technology enthusiast it was just about anything remote that had to do with undiscovered mysteries -- particularly Remnant discoveries. Nathaniel, however, was far more modest and easy to satisfy it seemed. Vague mentionings of flora or fauna immediately seemed to grasp his attention, and it was something Axios could readily appreciate. A low maintenance person who didn't require much nudging for conversation...if you knew what to talk about. The only issue being that he himself didn't know much about nature, save for the fact that he lived on a rather wild planet in his youth.

Drawing up vids on his omnitool, he placed them onto one of the datapads as his host began steeping what he could only predict was some form of tea brewed right here in Andromeda. Grown and processed from none other than the researcher before him. A rather well-kept and neat one at that, which far eclipsed his own organisation skills. "Is horticulture your hobby, or more of your baby I should say?" he bluntly inquired with as gentle a tone he could muster. "You really lit up when you talked about it. Not that it's a bad thing to be proud of -- we can use whatever expertise we can get on growing things out here. A lot of the planets we've found seem to...well...struggle with any immediate prospect of farming. Be it for animals or plants." An uneasy yet meek half-frown glimpsed his face for but the barest of moments until fading quickly.

"I transferred the videos, by the way. The ones you asked for. Observing the animals before getting samples, and that sort of thing. Hope they're up to your standards. I'm not exactly someone well versed in these sorts of missions. A bit out of the norm, actually. So...refreshing, I guess is what I'm saying." He was rambling. An odd sensation for someone who often carried themselves so carefully and with an ambience of gravitas if not sureness. Axios had always maintained a relative coolness about himself, refusing to show any signs of wavering, and while this fluctuation wasn't much, Nathaniel would be one of the few in Andromeda that would gain the opportunity to witness it.

He smiled of the mention which had dawned a new fact on him. The researcher here supposedly had family, of which he could only assume was alive. Possibly even awake. Fortunate, considering most didn't have that. "You're lucky to have him, it sounds like. I'm...somewhere in between I guess? Read a book or watch a vid with someone around. Or multiple someones. I hate being alone." He shrugged. "Habit, I guess, when you grow up on a very remote planet." Dismissing the matter by looking at the table, and flipping through the pictures and videos he'd collected, the pilot sighed.

"I don't have one either. Don't have a room, for that matter. Usually sleep in one of my shuttles. Isn't as bad as it sounds, the cabins are more comfortable than you'd think, once you get to know them. Not like home though." Another shrug, but he didn't think much of it. "But yeah, pilot by trade, at least around the Nexus. I have a few other things I'm qualified for but the Initiative doesn't have use for them, or I don't have what I need to get them done." Looking up from the table he hummed. "What about you? I can only gather you're some sort of researcher, or scientist. You seem the brainy sort."

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”It was always more of a hobby than anything else, but...I guess I got too deep into it.” Nate had gotten into dealing with plants once he had been pushed towards that field of biological studies. Not that he didn’t have any knowledge within the field in the first place, but it had never been his interest in the first place. ”I was told they needed someone who could work with plant samples and here I am. Not like i’m complaining or anything like that. It’s a pretty rewarding line of work, despite the lacking work environment.” Nathaniel found himself ranting a little on things, letting his senses peruse over the sound of the water slowly beginning to boil. Ready for their tea within only a minute or two.

That was when his omnitool lit up, revealing various video files that he had received from a nearby unit. Likely from Axios, considering that he had been working with it only a few minutes ago. Giving a few of the videos a look over, he nodded before responding to the male himself. ”Yes, they look just fine.” He said with a small nod, looking to the kettle which had just begun to boil over, letting out a whistle of steam as he removed it from the heating pad and powered it down. Of course he had a feeling that he was lucky to have Sammy, but not like he would let that get out and make the conversation overly sappy. Not that Nate was adverse to the idea of making things that way but he had learned to control his own impulse to explain himself.

”I’ve always been partial towards being by myself. Enjoyed reading stories and various things on my data pads.” Nate shrugged, pouring the tea and into one of the cups he had in store in the cabinets. ”Hope you don’t mind black tea. Don’t exactly have any spices to make it interesting, but I might have a little sugar somewhere around here.” Nate explained, settling the hot tea before Axios before settling down onto his seat, interlacing fingers while occasionally sipping the black tea from his own cup once it settled down in temperature.

”You don’t have a place on The Nexus? That sounds a little wrong.” Nate asked sounding somewhat concerned, slowly sipping on the beverage and looking around somewhat awkwardly. Then things moved to what they did around, and he had to explain what he did. ”I have a few degrees, mostly in biology and xenobiology though I have a good bit of knowledge in agricultural science. I’ve been trying to improve the viability of our crops in Andromeda and so far i’ve been dealing with mixed results. Guess you could say i’m the brainy sort anyway. Getting praise from a Salarian is probably enough of a sign.” What that meant to anyone else was unknown but he felt a small amount of pride within that.

”I’d offer to let you be my roommate but...I have a feeling it’s not my call.”

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