My name is Neil Schweinhart, age 22, height seven feet, weight two hundred pounds, species human, race African American, features: black hair, brown eyes, scares, on palm, gender: male. Powers: Boitic, heavy melee. Fighting type: heavy guns, Vulcan minigun, shotguns, grenades, medical specialist. Weakness: starvation, lung capacity. Now for my bio up to this point.
I was born on earth, my family was a militia family, we moved to the citadel not to late, I lived my entire life along other species, I was deserted at age thirteen as being too much to handle for my parents, they sold me a quarin slave ship, soon I was sent to live with a qaurin family, they were my true parents, they treated me as one of their own. As I turned fourteen I learned of commander Shepard, he was a war hero amount the universe, he was my hero.
By age eighteen I had fallen in love with a quarin by the name of Ralaya T'Sora. We soon joined the alliance in the fight to keep peace in the universe. I soon became a commander, this lead to me becoming the commander of a new ship known as the SR-3 Norman Jayden. A five mile long alliance assault ship. We moved into assist the alliance in the fight to protect earth, a nearly destroyed world, I was injured in a fight against the Beth invaders, many perished, I was given the purple heart, I was sent to the Norman Jaydens, medical room, accompanied by injured crew members including Ralaya. She had minor dents in her suit, but me my skin was burnt in many places, my ribs had cracks in them, my left leg was broken from the impact of the explosion. I was planned to be sitting out the months fights, my armor was what kept me alive. Some of the team wasn't as lucky. We started out with five hundred crew, we lost two hundred soldiers, not to mention many severely injured. This is about were our story is right now.
I lay sitting in the medical chamber. The doctor a salarian came in. He spoke in a quick accent, "you healing good, strange your biotics, help aid in the process, need more foods. Must give you antibiotics... Be right back" he disappeared onto the other room. I slowly got to my feet. I grabbed the crutches along the side of the bed. I placed them to support my weight under my arms. I walked over to Ralaya, she was still in her suit. I said, "Are you okay?" "Yah I'm okay.. And you may I hope are feeling well too..." "yah the doctor says I should be up in running in a few days. What about you?" "yah know me my suit protects me. I am fine right now. I just don't want to leave your side. She reached down a held my hand, she had three fingers, that were long and were covered in leather. "I still hope to one day let you see what I truly look like... I just don't know when though.." "it's really up to you, I don't want to force you to if your gonna be okay if take your helmet off then well do it." she looked down. I rapped my arm around her. "it's just that I've never been around such a charming commander." "same here I've never been around such a charming quarin." "I will do anything to feel your skin against yours...." "Don't worry we'll make it happen, I promise." "she stander into my eyes. I could tell by her fast talking that she was extremely nervous. I pressed my face against her mask. Sharing a emotional feeling. The crew cheered. Making me feel lucky. We sat like this for a few minutes before I got back in my bed.
I stayed in bed for a day or too trying to fully recover. My biotic powers were helping a little but it was pretty deep wounds. I was put on a weird medicine that made me feel like shit. I was told that it would help me heal faster by charging up my biotic powers. Eventually a few days later I was feeling like myself again. My leg was healed and my ribs were healed as well. I got to work quickly afterwards. Me and Ralaya were closer than ever now.
I checked into the live intergalactic communications room. The alliance had decided that we need to move to the citadel and to deliver a message to the council. We had to get word of the geths return. It was a day away. I sent the coorndinates to pilot, a taurin name Lazaith, he was on the team since it started. He was around thirty years old. He was also a biotic though he was a taurin he was rare to be a biotic. He is seven feet tall with a taurin like face. He usually wears a extremely dark tinted space mask covering his face. Apparently from everyone's description they believes he's a human. He wants it to stay that way. I am the only one who knows that he's a taurin because I was coming in to check up on him in the medical room after a serious battle that we were in on earth. He had managed to prevent anyone from removing his mask. When he though everyone was gone I had entered just as he removed his mask. This caught both of us by surprise, he told me not to tell anyone or it would mean he would be kicked out of the alliance. They didn't allow taurins to be on the ground troops, it was also kind of Embarrassing to realize that who you though was one of your men wasn't human. I was able to keep it a secret.
After I radioed the call I decided to go to my room and check up on my stuff. I headed into the elevator. I inserted my card on the reading strip, I took the elevator up. I half expected to find Ralaya in my room. She was waiting for me on my bed. "Hey Neil, uh I think I have a solution for me to uh you know oh forget it, you still interested in me?!" "Of course I am I will always be interested in you. That's why I never gave up on you." "thanks but you know that I... ugh can't stop babbling.... Sorry I want you to see what I really look like... But I kind of don't... ugh embarrassing, sorry I'm babbling again... I don't have all the right medicine, there's a possibility that... Wow... Uh that the citadel stores may have the stuff to boost my immune system. Can you.... Get them for me...." "Sure if it means that much for you to be able to truly feel my skin then I will do it.... Apparently that's were we are headed right now so I will need you to come along with me to help me find it.
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