À l'extérieur, Sarnella était aussi composée que la personne à côté d'elle. À l'intérieur, elle bourdonnait de nervosité. Elle n'a jamais été fan de ces cérémonies militaires. Elle pensait qu'ils étaient trop flashy et trop impersonnels pour ne rien dire. Chaque fois qu'elle devait participer à l'une de ces cérémonies, elle et ses collègues se rendaient compte de l'inutilité de telles choses par la suite, à l'exception des funérailles et des services commémoratifs.
Elle s'est cassée droite et a apporté sa main à son front en un salut. Elle n'était pas sûre de qui exactement elle saluait, bien qu'elle ait supposé que le geste était dirigé vers le public : un mélange de politiciens, de journalistes, et qui sait qui d'autre. La pensée qu'un salut pourrait être aller à des gens qui ne méritaient pas nécessairement son respect l'a déçue, mais elle jouerait ce jeu tant que ces gens ont fourni quelque chose pour la lutte contre les Reapers.
Alors qu'elle se tenait la main gelée au-dessus de ses yeux, elle se demandait à quoi son groupe devait ressembler de l'autre côté. Elle imaginait le groupe le plus mal assorti qu'elle pouvait ; Krogan physique à côté de Volus, sa propre peau violette juxtaposée avec le Turian gris à côté d'elle. Est-ce qu'ils avaient l'air imposants et inspirants ou absolument ridicules? Peu importe, elle avait lu tous leurs dossiers, et elle savait que les gens à bord de ce navire étaient tous très capables. Elle s'était familiarisée avec leurs histoires, leurs capacités et leurs devoirs à bord du navire. C'était son travail de connaître les capacités de ceux qui l'entouraient. Leur vie en dépendait souvent.
Nikolas Kruschov a terminé son discours et, comme il l'a répété, l'équipage s'est dirigé vers le navire. Sarnella s'est jointe à la file d'attente des hommes d'équipage faisant leur chemin à travers le sas, chacun n'ayant besoin que d'une seconde pour être décontaminé par le scanner (la Citadelle était très propre pour commencer). En entrant dans le corps du navire, un sentiment familier s'est émoussé à l'intérieur de ses os. L'intérieur élégant, les interfaces de contrôle lumineux et la construction élaborée du centre de commandement l'ont ramenée à ses jours militaires théssiens. Il a tenu la promesse de deux choses: le danger et le dévouement. La première Sarnella pourrait s'en occuper. La seconde sur laquelle elle dépendait. Elle avait désespérément besoin de quelque chose à se consacrer ; ses trois dernières années d'existence sans but l'avaient presque rendue folle. Les arnaqueurs qui lui claquaient les os étaient une chose d'excitation, pas d'appréhension.
Elle a remarqué un groupe d'étrangers se formant sur le côté. Elle a remarqué que c'était une image assez hilarante de la coopération que le projet tentait de promouvoir. Elle envisageait de faire son chemin pour les rejoindre, mais elle pensait qu'il y en avait déjà assez dans le groupe. Sarnella a décidé de se rendre à son poste. Il y avait une bague en métal au centre du centre de commandement. Il avait plusieurs panneaux de commande intégrés dans lui et un grand système de projection boulonné au plancher. Elle a riposté avec les boutons. Une grande carte holographique de la galaxie rayonnait dans l'espace au-dessus de l'anneau métallique. Elle a donné un clin d'œil d'approbation et a pris sa position au panneau principal, en regardant depuis l'interface de contrôle de temps en temps pour regarder le groupe de spécialistes du combat converser à quelques pieds de là.
Name: Sarnella Tirane
Appearance: Sarnella is about 5' 3". She has a small but sturdy build. She maintains military-passable physical fitness but ultimately appears undaunting without her biotics. She has eyes like bright ice and vibrant orchid skin. Her face is a mix of angular and non-angular, masculine and feminine. She has low round cheekbones and a straight-bridged nose. Her jaw is rounded and undefined. There is a thin strip of indigo tattooed on her face from her bottom lip to the base of her neck, where it fans out into two curved prongs that disappear somewhere below her collarbone.
Race: Asari
Age: 270
Biotic ability: Sarnella is a capable biotic. While her physique is less than imposing, a flare of her biotics can cause her enemies to second-guess their aggression. She has received the regular biotic instruction all asari receive in addition to military training. She relies heavily on her biotic capabilities to get herself out of a pinch. However, she does not find herself in actual combat that often and therefore would not consider herself a strong biotic warrior. She has just enough skill to be useful but not enough to be considered a master.
Biography: Sarnella grew up on Thessia with her parents. Her mother is an asari and her father is a human male. Her interracial family decided to stay in Thessia because of its economy, healthcare, and peacefulness, all of which were superior to Earth's. However, all their time off was spent on Earth, which grew to become Sarnella's second home. She was a bit of an anomaly on the human homeworld, but that didn't keep her from growing close to her human family and friends.
Sarnella was a dedicated and talented academic with a passion for learning. She attended various educational institutes and programs throughout her lifetime. Her education brought her around Thessia, to Earth, and even to the Citadel. Her galaxy-spanning schooling was a part of a prestigious program. Getting accepted into the program was a challenge, but paying for it was equally as difficult. The military offered to pay her way through in exchange for a certain amount of years of service upon completion of her education. The deal was appealing to Sarnella. Having been raised by her father, who was an Alliance retiree and a human with a profound respect for Asari culture and Thessian life, Sarnella had a strong sense of civic duty and pride for her homeworld. She accepted the contract and ended up staying with the military longer than she needed. She served a total of twelve years, during which time she proved to be a useful asset to any project. While her combat capabilities were nothing special, her ability to manage, oversee, and sift through information while communicating clearly and effectively with others set her apart.
She did not want to be a military "lifer," though. She wanted to have freedom, ease, and to sate her exploratory desires. Additionally, she wanted some separation from the urgency and severity of military work, though she did love the fierce dedication it demanded of her. She resigned amicably and spent the next three years living in a much laxer fashion. She found that she missed the purpose and even the intensity of her old job. When the Reapers took Earth, Sarnella was working as a software engineer on the Citadel. She expressed interest in Project Unity and was quickly signed on as a volunteer, running Intelligence and Communications.
Personality: When she is working, Sarnella can be very phlegmatic and straightforward. She takes pride in her work and invests herself in it one hundred percent. This is part of the reason why she finds it difficult to "shut off." This is the reason why many people may think she is high-strung or too intense. She loves to work (she's a self-proclaimed workaholic) because of the sense of purpose it provides for her. This has interfered with many of her past relationships. She is contemplative, thoughtful, and very much enjoys meaningful conversations as opposed to impersonal pleasantries. She also has a knack for calming people down, which comes in handy as someone who has to communicate with people in high-stress situations.
Position: Communications & Intelligence Specialist-- Sarnella manages the comm links and information feeds. During a mission, she makes sure all the crew deployed have a strong signal back to the ship. She patches them in with anyone she needs to communicate with. She also sifts through various communications channels (and may have to finagle her way into some) to gather as much information on the situation as she can. Being an Intelligence Specialist goes hand-in-hand with this. She gathers, manages, and organizes information to give all members of the crew as much of an advantage as she can. Sarnella's job is critical for the survival and success of the specialists on the ground.