Mass Effect: Genesis

[DrPhil2501]

Quirinius told the story of her Krogan father and her growing up. Then went back to the topic of her current situation. Explaining that she couldnt go back to Omega, given her circumstances and life/death situation... not that that was uncommon for every citizen living on Omega.

 

"I don't want to spend the rest of my life running and hiding--or, at least the remainder of my Maiden years."

 

"Then perhaps a compromise is in order." Turhop proposed. "I may have an offer: as you may realise, its not as simple as hiding out on this ship for the remainder of your years... mind you, Asari live for such a bloody long time." he jested. "I do have a crew position available to you. You work for me, and I'll provide you food and a place to sleep. Plus the standard crew wagers. Far better, and honest life than being a Omega."

 

"If you are interested, I'll need to know what type of skills you have."

 

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"This One thanks you Tom, your assistance is most welcome. It was a bit of a hassle turning around mid-jump to return to the Sahrabarik System from going to the Farther System, but we encountered no hostility, which It counts as fortunate. It only hopes our journey into the Traverse is just as uneventful,"

 

"Any time, Ghost." Tom acknowledged. "And with luck, we'll be off of Cerberus' hit list before they even know it."

 

He walked towards the control panel to the side of the wall, and flicking a few switches. Doing the whole "techgeek-to-ship inteface routine" Tom always labbeled it as. "If not, well... We're all hoping you do the impossible for us Ghost. No preasure." he smirked.

[Master_Archon]

"It is a pleasure to meet you Salarian:Kallic. I wished to know why that asari was staring at you back at the meeting. Also I noticed you seemed to have no issue with me...I am also curious about this," the geth asked quite directly, something Kallic liked.

 

"No mincing words...Mmm, always liked that. Anyway, about your questions: Asari gave Kallic quick look, hard to decipher for one with less knowledge in kinesics, but I saw just enough to know what it was; common look, well known to me as I've gotten it a lot in my short life, same look of 'salarians-know-more-than-they-let-on', very annoying - simply put: Prejudice; bigotry, either definition works," Kallic told Rogue, nodding with chin in hand.

 

"Often times it depends on the individual if the fact of them knowing more than they let on is true or not. With me it depends on the situation, I'm apart of a ship's crew, I hardly know anything more than my comrades, is often better that way too, can't be holding out on people whom you trust, and presumably trust you in return. But have old contacts and clearances, could very easily garner information if Captain requested, which has happened; then it is usually best to keep information secret until Captain deems it necessary to let the others in on, but that is solely a matter of judgment on safety, not secrecy like most assume I am, or keep," Kallic paused tilting his head to look at the geth.

 

"Can be easy to see why I have no issue with you now, as I myself do not like the prejudices placed on me and my people, no matter the truths or untruths behind them. Besides, always wanted to get to know a geth construct, minored in Xeno-cultural and religious studies, never had opportunity to know about your kind, would be a privilege and a pleasure to do so now....Mmm, don't have time to have issue with everything that happens on ship anyway; short-lived enough, don't need to waste time making it shorter," Kallic said wafting his hand around at this last comment on his short life. "Still, good to meet you , Rogue. Hope I put some of your curiosity to rest."

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"Any time, Ghost. And with luck, we'll be off of Cerberus' hit list before they even know it." Tom said.

 

Naut'aun's luminous body seemed to flutter at this, responding with a hint of smartness, "That makes little sense, Tom, we can't get off of their hit list before they know it, without them knowing it..." The hanar simple stopped, it's body dimming in color.

 

"If not, well... We're all hoping you do the impossible for us Ghost. No pressure." Tom told Naut'aun, the hanar responding with a violent shiver, but in it's common polite tone, "This one doesn't think we'll stand a chance, considering, but self preservation says that It will try."

[Tysyacha]

"Skills?" Quirinius smirked. "Never ask an asari that, if you get my meaning. However, I do understand what you're trying to say, and I do have skills beyond the...usual ones ascribed to my species. Most prominent among these is sensing danger primarily through the element-zero nodules in my skull. They tingle when my subsconscious mind senses hostiles nearby, and I react accordingly." Apologetically, she glanced at Rogue. "I sensed you, for instance," she revealed, "and if Kallic hadn't stopped me, I would have sought you out and sprung to attack! That said, I have another...special ability."

 

With a wink, she stood up from where she had been seated and took a shiny metal brooch off of her unisuit. Throwing it straight up into the air, she fell into a full trance state. Thus, it took ten full seconds for the golden wing to fall right back into the smooth palm of her hand. "I slow down time. Very well, in fact. However, I can only activate this ability when I'm not overloaded with too much adrenaline. That's why I wasn't able to defend myself this way and gun down all the...vorcha-loving scum who tried to kill me on Omega."

 

Hearing Kallic's sudden word "prejudice," she stopped, startled. "I--I'm very sorry."

[Cyborg Ninja]

Rogue listened intently as Kallic spoke. It took note of many things as Kallic spoke. He spoke quite quick, even for Salarian standards. It also learned organics can be prejudice against one another. It didn't understand why organics would act like that though. Perhaps that was a question for another time.

 

It turned its head and watched Quirinius show off her ability. Again it raised the plate on the left side of its head to show its curiosity. It was indeed impressed with Quirinius's ability to slow down time. It now took this into calculation based on her previous statement. It ran the simulation a few more times until finally it spoke.

 

"An unwise decision Asari:Quirinius. Your attack would only have forced me to take action. I would have had to incapacitate you, or kill you if you continued to attack. Your time control requires much concentration, both a strength and a weakness. I would have also detected you when you drew closer thereby losing your element of surprise. I would have turned and shot you in the stomach to stop your movements, then to your throat if you continued to attack," Rogue said, meaning no threat what so ever even though it had just said it would have killed her if she attacked.

 

Rogue turned its attention back to Kallic.

 

"You mentioned your interest in a geth platform. Do you have a question for me Salarian:Kallic?"

[DrPhil2501]

"That makes little sense, Tom, we can't get off of their hit list before they know it, without them knowing it..."

 

"The one they call "Illusive Man" would... but you're right: my apoligies." Tom scratched his head sheepishly.

 

"This one doesn't think we'll stand a chance, considering, but self preservation says that It will try."

 

Tom found the hanar's unique usage of pronouns amusing. The way Ghost always refered to himself atleast. "I've always wondered, if not curious, Ghost; as to why the hanar always call themselves "it". I've heard something about how they have Soul Names...?"

 

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Tuhrop watched Quirinius' performance. She was quick, and her concentration was very high. She might make a useful Biotic as well.

 

"Well, I'm certainly impressed. I was actually asking if you had any notable technical skills, but this could work well for all of us. We mainly specialise in transportation and deliveries: especially collected bounties during those particular assignments. We are Freelancers... Mercenaries... Oddjob People. You'd make a fine addition to security. Especially with Cerberus on our tail."

 

"An unwise decision Asari:Quirinius. Rogue noted Quirinius' claim. "Your attack would only have forced me to take action. I would have had to incapacitate you, or kill you if you continued to attack. Your time control requires much concentration, both a strength and a weakness. I would have also detected you when you drew closer thereby losing your element of surprise. I would have turned and shot you in the stomach to stop your movements, then to your throat if you continued to attack,"

 

"Ehough, the both of you..." Tuhrop interupted. "I will not have my crew fighting over who is the better of the rest. We are equals." he smirked at both the Geth Platform and the Asari.

[Master_Archon]

((BE WARNED: This post is quite lengthy.))

 

"I--I'm very sorry." Quirinius stuttered out in reaction to his seemingly harsh, though in reality were simply blunt, words.

 

Being brought out of his thoughts caused Kallic to realize that the asari had spoken to him, Kallic replied finally, "No need for apologies Quirinius, like I said, my particular life is too short as it is to be worrying about every issue that occurs; was behind me the moment it happened. Besides, can't expect someone of your maturity to be beyond their initial assumptions of others...Mmm, understandable."

 

Kallic had learned not to judge on merits of 'years-in-existence', as they were often superficial, he began to lecture aloud, "Am around 20, middle-aged for my kind, can make good guess as to your age based on conversations heard and genetic info gathered from study of you and the syringe I found: Guess you, Quirinius, are somewhere around 200 rounded to a whole number. Nearly ten times my age, ten times the experience, the knowledge, the wisdom, right? Yes, but probably not, still young in asari terms, Maiden even, not even close to my 'physical' age, will not make the prejudicial assumptions that decades of your life were wasted dancing and fighting as a merc, but can assume that despite your age over mine you haven't come close to the experiences I've had." Kallic stopped, looking from Rogue, to the Captain, and finally having his gaze rest on Quirinius.

 

"The Captain, or even Rogue might agree: No two species are identical; all must be judged on their own merits. Treating every species like one's own is racist, even benign anthropomorphism," Kallic stated rather bluntly. ((Hooray for blatant in-game quote rips!))

 

The salarian listened as Rogue commented on the outcome of a conflict between him and Quirinius, the Captain cutting it short quickly: "Enough, the both of you....I will not have my crew fighting over who is the better of the rest. We are equals."

 

Kallic noticed the Captain's smirk and shook his head, responding, "Must also apologize Captain, got carried away as I always do. Did not mean to reprimand you, Quirinius, only enlighten you a little." Kallic smirked his own little smirk, "Besides, crew knows I'm the smartest anyways!"

 

Kallic shook his head with a smile and reached out his hand to shake both Rogue's and Quirinius', his words hitting home the reason why the Captain had been smirking at his own comment, "Welcome to the crew, pleasure to have you two."

 

"You mentioned your interest in a geth platform. Do you have a question for me Salarian:Kallic?" Rogue asked almost immediately after it's remarks to Quirinius.

 

"Mmmm....Yes, but no. Maybe later, have other matters to concentrate on, hope you understand Rogue," Kallic responded amicably.

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"The one they call "Illusive Man" would... but you're right: my apologies," Tom responded.

 

"No Tom, It should apologize, if It had not said anything towards the comment in the first place you would not have to feel so put down," Naut'aun apologized in turn.

 

"I've always wondered, if not curious, Ghost; as to why the hanar always call themselves "it". I've heard something about how they have Soul Names...?" Tom questioned.

 

Naut'aun didn't respond immediately, shimmering in the twilight of the cockpit, thinking to himself. "This One will explain as best it can Tom, but It has spent many years amongst other species, and has forgone much of It's etiquette and is considered a 'hick' among other hanar, even if It was once a scholar and philosopher amongst It's people," he said, almost seeming to apologize for some wrong that he hadn't even committed yet.

 

Continuing, he remarked, "Hanar Soul Names are for only the closest of friends, and of course, relations. Soul Names are poetic, and are difficult to interpret into a single form or word amongst other species, as it often includes visual speech as well as verbal and even bodily. Genetic modifications, or special visors and hardware are required; sometimes software patches into one's auto-translation systems are required for the correct meaning to be understood with visors."

 

Naut'aun turned to face Tom, continuing, "Soul Names often times don't translate directly, but more into meanings for other species; such as one of our kind being strong-willed would be called: "Lifts the Great Oceans". We call ourselves 'It' to maintain civility, it seems egotistical, if not selfish to speak of oneself in the first person while conversing with those we know only out of acquaintance, or on a Face Name basis. The explanations for calling oneself 'It' go much deeper, Tom, but that is the basis of it."

 

Naut'aun paused, his body dimming as he seemed not to want to continue, but did so anyways, "This One knows what Tom is wondering, why doesn't the crew know It's Soul Name, why doesn't Tom get to know, while the Captain does. This one does not want you to have to go through the procedure of having your eyes modified, nor spend the finances to acquire the proper equipment and software to translate It's name.....And, It does not feel that it is right to tell It's Soul Name to the crew right now. It trusts the crew, It's been with the crew for a very long time, but It did not join this crew easily, and the Captain 'earned' This One's Soul Name, the crew simply know of It, as an entity, that is......."

 

Naut'aun seemed torn, distraught, as if he wanted the others to know, but wouldn't, or couldn't tell them. He turned back to the ship controls, speaking softly, "Tom is a good friend, so please be happy with the knowledge that Tom may call It by a nickname, as most other hanar would take great offense at being called an ethereal being of undeath, or even at having a 'nickname' at all, this is a good example of It's hick nature. Tom will earn the knowledge of It's Soul Name one day, as will It's other friends: John, Kallic, Chiron, Selia......" Naut'aun paused very briefly, his body shivering slightly, "Maybe not Selia."

 

"If Tom is curious as to how Captain Tuhrop came to know the name then It will say this, It used to own one of those visors It spoke of. Once the Captain....Acquired It's services and earned the right to know, It gave Captain Tuhrop the visors to see, hear, and know It's Soul Name.........Then It threw them out the airlock." The hanar concluded with a thrust of one of it's tentacles to indicate a throwing motion.

 

"This One hopes Tom is happy with this explanation, if not, then It is truly sorry, and apologizes most deeply. It would bow in deference, but It would rather not plow the ship into a mass effect field."

 

((Yeah, it's long, I know.))

[Tysyacha]

((Be warned: this post is also long.))

 

Quirinius V'tala shook Kallic's hand amicably. She was absolutely astounded at how much he knew--not merely in a technical or factual sense, but also in the ways of the world. She was quite heartened that he had not taken her skeptical and curious glance as an insult. I know I would have, if someone looked that way at me, she thought to herself. Many an opponent back on Omega gave me the same exact appraisal. I should know better than to treat others in kind, but as I've heard humans say, 'old habits die hard'.

 

Old habits die...hard... The asari fell into reverie once more, and this time her ruminations were not pleasant ones. Before her sordid life on Omega had begun, she had been a promising candidate as mate to a stunningly beautiful woman. Diana had been her name: Diana Cassindra Velian. Even though Quirinius was far older than she, Diana seemed to be the more mature of the two. Her beauty was only 'the icing on the cake', as humans also said from time to time. She was resolute, determined, and strong, unlike her cerulean paramour. Where Quirinius doubted, Diana remained stalwart. Where Quiri faltered, Diana stood firm. Most of all, where Quiri failed, Diana succeeded.

 

I thought that a woman like her needed no one except herself, the asari mused. Her heart seemed as closed and locked as the Omega 4 relay. However, I discovered that what she needed most was love. Unconditonal acceptance. It sounds like a cliche, I know, but in Diana's case it was true. Or, so I naively convinced myself... Shivers crawled down Quirinius' spine.

 

She worked for Cerberus. Diana said she worked for a privately-funded scientific cabal, but wouldn't tell me its name. Not until the very end.

 

"The very end" came when Diana revealed the final condition for Quiri to become her partner: in exchange for "embracing eternity", the asari would have to consent to biological experimentation by one certain Cerberus employee. The human race, Diana said, absolutely had to find out the final secret to controlling the flow of space-time, which Quirinius knew already.

 

"No!" she cried. "I don't! There are others far more biotically advanced--!"

 

"Not in your own special way," her partner had smirked. Almost sneered. "You can influence the fabric of this universe in a way that no other biotic can. Fifteen seconds last an hour in your eyes. I know. You've given me a taste of that, a preview of your melder's protective power. I want it. If you want me, then you'll have to give it to me. Let me operate. You won't feel a thing..."

 

Hardly. At that moment, Quiri had felt her heart shear itself in half.

 

She had fled from Diana, from the Cerberus research facility to which she'd been taken under pretense of seeing her for a "secret rendezvous." She'd killed many a guard and felt no guilt over slaying them. In the span of a few minutes, she'd turned from Maiden to monster.

 

I enjoyed it. Each second that blood spilled, I was closer to freedom...

 

Diana is still alive. I know it. She's out there, and if she's still the same as when I knew her, she'll stop at absolutely nothing to get what she wants. Either for herself or Cerberus. Exchange? Ha! She's utterly playing to win--

 

Out loud, all she rasped was "Cerberus. Don't let them anywhere near you."

[Cyborg Ninja]

"Mmmm....Yes, but no. Maybe later, have other matters to concentrate on, hope you understand Rogue,"

 

"Understandable Salarian:Kallic. I look forward to another conversation with you," Rogue replied.

 

Rogue shook Kallic's hand again after Quirinius did. It was certainly pleasant to find a being such as him. Rogue knew little of Salarians, and Kallic could supply him with information to give him a better understanding of the race. Rogue turned its head over to Tuhrop.

 

"Apologies Captain Tuhrop, I meant for no conflict," Rogue said saluting his superior officer.

 

With that Rogue turned and walked out of the room. An armored man passed the geth, and nearly did a double take. The geth hadn't attacked him, so it must have been with Tuhrop. The human shrugged and kept walking, looking for the old Turian.

 

Zack Hudson continued down the hallway. He had just finished cleaning his precious shotgun, and was trying to recall what Tuhrop had said at the meeting. To be honest he had kind of zoned out, and he had a bad hangover. It didn't hurt as much now, so he could actually communicate with others. He walked into the room and saw Tuhrop, Kallic, and an asari.

 

"So this is what we did on Omega? Tuhrop you sly dog, I didn't think you'd actually listen to one of my ideas," Zack said, his helmet distorting his voice a little.

 

He looked over at the asari and smirked to himself. He leaned back on a wall and crosses his arms, still staring at the asari. Now he was hoping she could pop out of something, and he really hoped her outfit was a bit more...revealing. The way Zack saw it though, he'd take what he could get.

 

"So tell me cutie, you got a name?" Zack asked.

[DrPhil2501]

Tom listened to Naut'uan, explaining how sapient species may be unable to understand or comprehend a hanar soul name without the use of certain technologies or implants. It made sense, if a soul name could only be limited through body movements, visual communication and bioluminescence.

 

"Tom is a good friend, so please be happy with the knowledge that Tom may call It by a nickname, as most other hanar would take great offense at being called an ethereal being of undeath, or even at having a 'nickname' at all, this is a good example of It's hick nature. Tom will earn the knowledge of It's Soul Name one day, as will It's other friends: John, Kallic, Chiron, Selia...... Maybe not Selia."

 

"Heh, understandable..." Tom agreed.

 

"This One hopes Tom is happy with this explanation, if not, then It is truly sorry, and apologizes most deeply. It would bow in deference, but It would rather not plow the ship into a mass effect field."

 

"That probably wont be necasary." Tom added. "Sorry on my behalf as well: I didnt mean to pry. I was mainly curious, Ghost. I dont know that much about your species. If it is that important to you, of course your entitled to your own personal matters and beliefs."

 

Tom looked down the bridge from the cockpit. "I've got to get back to work. Good talking to you, Ghost."

 

He walked down the bridge and passed the CIC. Tom took the stairway down where the General Crew Quarters were located. There the Asari guest was speaking with the captain, as well as surrounded by other crewmen.

 

"Wow... she sure did won the weekly popularity contest." Tom muttered under his breath. "It must be quite claustrophobic..." he took the elevator down to the engineering deck.

 

Tuhrop wondered if Tom was thinking the same thing just as Zack, one of the Freelance Mercenaries, walked into the scene. He began admiring Quirinius.

 

"So this is what we did on Omega? Tuhrop you sly dog, I didn't think you'd actually listen to one of my ideas,"

 

"I "did" nothing. I got hunted throughout Omega, and the next thing I knew Tom, Chiron and Kallick brought her aboard."

 

The next thing he knew Zack began flirting with the Asari. Tuhrop looked a little sheepish. "I apoligise; Zack may lack proper courtesy, but he's one heck of a Vanguard. Which by the way, I'm sorry we couldnt stay on Omega long enough for you to find work."

[Cyborg Ninja]

"I "did" nothing. I got hunted throughout Omega, and the next thing I knew Tom, Chiron and Kallick brought her aboard."

 

Zack was recalling something from the meeting now. Tuhrop had mentioned someone took shots at him earlier. Zack hated snipers, always ten miles away from the real action. He preferred his trusty shotgun, combined with his biotics over a sniper any day.

"I apoligise; Zack may lack proper courtesy, but he's one heck of a Vanguard. Which by the way, I'm sorry we couldnt stay on Omega long enough for you to find work."

 

"Don't worry about it Tuhrop...and I did ask for her name didn't I?," he asked. "Let me show her around if she hasn't gotten a tour already and we'll be even," he added in.

[Master_Archon]

((NOOOOO!!!!!! Cyborg, you've destroyed the very fabric of reality by posting out of order!!! I was supposed to post next, then Tysy, then you, then PK: Rinse, lather, repeat...Or however it goes! Now you've ruined our little orderly world and doomed us all! I blame you if the world ends some time between now and the next 50 years! Yes, you! - JK

 

Anyway, I hate to be a stick-in-the-mud, but Tysy, you might wanna change the age at which your character met this Diana; on top of her being over a hundred years old - since you met her at around a hundred to a hundred and ten within your own character's lifetime - she wouldn't, and couldn't be human, or have worked for Cerberus, as humans have only been in the Mass Effect galactic community for no more than thirty years or so and Cerberus probably not even that long. I'm a stickler for details, sorry, but it would be rather - actually, very - inaccurate if we let it slide. Just thought I'd point that little mistake out! .....Please don't hate me..... ))

 

"That probably wont be necessary. Sorry on my behalf as well: I didn't mean to pry. I was mainly curious, Ghost. I don't know that much about your species. If it is that important to you, of course your entitled to your own personal matters and beliefs."

 

Naut'aun was quiet, his body dim as he interacted with some controls. "Tom does not need to apologize, Tom asked a genuine question of genuine interest. As a former scholar This One welcomes your desire for understanding. But It still apologizes for not being able to answer Tom more clearly. It is sorry."

 

"I've got to get back to work. Good talking to you, Ghost." Tom told the hanar, who plumed with a flash of bio-luminous light and replied happily, "And with you, Tom! It was very pleasant to have someone to converse with in the cockpit. Please feel free to ask This One more in the future, if Tom likes?"

 

Naut'aun waved one of it's tentacles as Tom left the cabin to go to engineering. Naut'aun slipping some of it's inner tentacles into slots in the jury-rigged cylindrical pedestal that replaced the pilot's seat, his body resting comfortably on the device like it was a seat, when in reality it wasn't; his outer tentacles still working away at the holographic consoles and controls around him.

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"Cerberus. Don't let them anywhere near you." Quirinius croaked, Kallic only raising what counted as his eyebrow at this.

 

"Don't plan to; after all, are attempting to avoid them, or did you miss that?" he responded plainly.

 

"Understandable Salarian:Kallic. I look forward to another conversation with you," Rogue responded in kind to Kallic.

 

Kallic smiled and nodded, his thoughts drifting slowly but surely off towards other matters. Rogue apologized for causing the slight, and in actuality, non-realistic disturbance, leaving the room after a quick salute to the Captain; Kallic waved at the geth as it left. He saw Tom coming down from the CIC and nodded to him as he passed on his way to engineering, turning he noticed the other human crew mate approaching, Zack Hudson A.K.A. Null.

 

"So this is what we did on Omega? Tuhrop you sly dog, I didn't think you'd actually listen to one of my ideas," the man said, Kallic only rolling his eyes in response, turning away from the exchange, but still hearing what was being said.

 

"I "did" nothing. I got hunted throughout Omega, and the next thing I knew Tom, Chiron and Kallic brought her aboard." Captain Tuhrop explained to Zack. Kallic turned back around, interjecting quickly:

 

"Did not bring her aboard, came later, said that already."

 

"So tell me cutie, you got a name?" Zack blatantly flirted.

 

"I apologize; Zack may lack proper courtesy, but he's one heck of a Vanguard. Which by the way, I'm sorry we couldn't stay on Omega long enough for you to find work." The Captain apologized.

 

"Yes, very sorry indeed," Kallic said, a hint sardonically.

 

"Don't worry about it Tuhrop...and I did ask for her name didn't I? Let me show her around if she hasn't gotten a tour already and we'll be even," Zack explained, Kallic shaking his head and rolling his eyes.

 

"Making flirtatious advances not considered courteous, even if you did ask for name in the process," he remarked, and with chin in hand he stepped over towards Quirinius, his side to her face he stopped, cutting her view of Zack off briefly; locking her eyes with at least one of his own large ones, he muttered to her, "Wouldn't recommend it."

 

'What' he didn't recommend was really the question; whether it was the tour, giving in to his flirtations, or something else was anyone's guess.

 

He disengaged her stare and stepped out of her line of sight of the heavily armored man that was before her. Swiveling his head in Zack's direction he remarked amiably, "Would recommend removing helmet and armor if you wish for flirtations to work. After all, humans rely more on hormones and scent for attracting others; physical appeal mostly psychological. But intimidating armor still not helpful!"

 

Kallic was tempted to say something about his face being just as scary as his armor, but he decided humility was the greater virtue of valor here ((or however that saying goes)) and kept his remarks professional. The salarian started to walk off nodding to the Captain as he passed:

 

"Will head to medbay to continue analyzing syringe, since keeping personal eye on asari no longer really necessary." Though in reality the Captain knew - and Kallic knew the Captain knew - Kallic was still going to be keeping a rather close eye on her; after all, he kept rather close tabs on everyone on the ship, especially newcomers and those he trusted little. "Tell me if you need me for anything else, Captain."

 

Kallic nodded once more to the Captain and proceeded to walk away surprisingly slow for a salarian. Pausing he looked over his shoulder at Quirinius, remarking, "Come by later to pick up weapons....Mmm, or come with me now, either way works."

 

With that the salarian was off towards the medbay, chin in hand, walking slow, mind on ten different things at once....Literally.

[Tysyacha]

((I fixed my last post, removing all the time references. Less confusing.))

 

If there was anything Quirinius V'tala considered her main "pet peeve", it was being bombarded with too much information (and flirtation?) all at once. Only moments earlier, she had been caught in a web of dark reminiscences. Then, in the blink of an eye, both Kallic the salarian and a smooth-talking human newcomer, one Vanguard Zack, had interrupted her reverie. How to respond? Fortunately, Kallic offered a solution: follow him to the medbay and get away from the crowd!

 

As she and Kallic entered the Valkyrie's infirmary, the asari cleared her throat. "I owe you two things," she began, "an apology, and my thanks. I'm sorry I mentioned Cerberus, for one; I was lost in a raging sea of memories for a minute. Old habits die hard," she said with a worm of chagrin wriggling around in the pit of her stomach. "I knew perfectly well--or, at least my conscious mind did--that we're trying to keep out of that organization's way. I have a past with Cerberus, or at least one of its employees. Don't worry. This won't affect our mission, even though I'm still trying to 'get over it'."

 

She noticed Kallic staring at her rather intensely. Clearing her throat again, she moved on to the other part of what she needed to tell the salarian. "I also would like to thank you for saving me from...Zack's?...advances. He just came out of nowhere! I wasn't quite sure what to say, even when I realized I was safely back here on the ship and not trapped in a research lab several years ago..." She slapped a hand over her mouth. "Sorry. That's past now. You must think I'm a complete and utter fool, for all the mistakes and half-steps I've made so far. The thing is, not all asari are so intelligent or wise as you might think. Witness me! I've got more of my father in me than I'd like to admit..." She shook her head. "He always was too rash for Mother's taste."

[Cyborg Ninja]

Already being in the Medbay, Chiron heard Quirinius talking to someone. He looked up to see it was his good friend Kallic. The krogan chuckled at the mentioning of the freelancer. It seemed like it was an initiation on this ship for a female crew member to be hit on by Zack. He walked over to the two at Quirinius mentioning her uniqueness.

 

"I can understand where you're coming from. I am a krogan who prefers to use his words over his fists," he chuckled. "Its not a lack of intelligence by the way, just a lack of experience I'm guessing," he added in.

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Zack chuckled as Quirinius quickly left the room. She was a quiet one no doubt, looked like she was hiding something. He did hear her mention Cerberus...he hated them

 

"Well she's okay in my book Tuhrop, she's not a fan of Cerberus," Zack said.

[DrPhil2501]

"Well she's okay in my book Tuhrop, she's not a fan of Cerberus,"

 

"I cannot imagine any other sentient who would be." Tuhrop added simply. "Extremists, the lot of them are."

 

He glanced at Zack and smirked. "I've got work to do, Hudson. I'll talk to you later." the Turian was about to walk off. "Oh, and Hudson: in the future, try not doze off during our crew meetings. You're involved in this just as much as everybody else."

 

Tuhrop walked off the scene.

 

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The Valkyrie appeared right before the mass relay, after making the jump. Soaring through the heavens of the Harding System of the Helix Nebula. Within the next hour, a small ball growing larger in the distance appeared through the cockpit window.

 

Osiris appeared on their scanners. Most of the planet was covered by oceans of liquid water. European-sized areas were spotted on the planet's surface, and the atmosphere was nitrogen-oxygen based. Perfect choice for colonisation.

 

Vessels and Cruisers surrounded the planet below. Tuhrop opened a communications channel.

 

"Osiris Control, this is GS Valkyrie: requesting permission to land?"

 

"GS Valkyrie, this is Osiris Control. As you are within Systems Alliance and Citadel Space, our security protocol is initiated."

 

Tuhrop stated their business, claimed quarantine and informed them that they are carrying weapons. He also provided identification and registration of the ship.

 

"GS Valkyrie, this is Osiris Control. Permission to land has been granted. Please be advised that once entering a Systems Alliance controlled building, you are not authorised to carry weapons. Understood?"

 

"Crystal Clear..." Tuhrop acknowledged. "Valkyrie out!"

 

The Valkeryie descended into the atmosphere below, and made her way towards the human colony. It was a settlement right where the beach is; probably larger than any typical human colony.

Its most notable landmark was the tower standing within the ocean, surrounded by sea water. Most likely the research facility they were meant to head towards.

 

Tuhrop pulled switched on the intercom. "This is the captain, we have arrived at the colony and are about to dock. Please get yourselves ready, and keep in mind alliance security protocol forbids bringing weapons into the research facility."

[Tysyacha]

MEDBAY ABOARD THE VALKYRIE

 

Quiri heard Captain Tuhrop's announcement. "Hmm," she said, closing her eyes for a minute and placing a finger to her lips. "We may be forbidden to carry visible, ammunition-bearing weapons aboard the station, such as guns and grenade launchers. However, biotics can be some of the most dangerous instruments of war that have ever been discovered." She was thinking about those at Cerberus--the security guards she'd slain. Vanguards, most of them.

"Tech powers also have their non-engineering uses, if you get my drift."

 

She turned to Kallic and Chiron. "Patently obvious, I know, but I have a strange tingling in the top of my scalp all of a sudden. I'm not scared, but something feels wrong." She glanced around. "If my suspicions don't happen to be proven, I'll be glad, but if they are...I just might have to use those weapons that are lodged in my brain known as 'eezo' nodules..."

[Master_Archon]

EDIT: ((Forgive the inconsistency of this post, I will fix it when I have time! Will edit in the stuff from PK's post and Tysy's etc. Also, ignoring my inane/insane rants at the bottom would be....I want to say wise, but I've mentioned that enough in this post......Smart, I guess. Uh, thanks. *sleeps*))

 

EDIT 2: ((Okay, didn't change anything with the initial post, but added some stuff to the bottom, etc. Respond accordingly, or not. Concerns for replies to this junk post are minimal at best.))

 

((I fixed my last post, removing all the time references. Less confusing.))[/Quote]

 

((Heh, sorry about that, but I was just like, "Wait, her character's 200, why would she meet a human at 100 and still consider her a threat? She'd be an old crone!" I could get into the specs, but I'm not.

 

Guess PK's waiting on me to post or move on? Or something!? I'unno! <--IGNORE THIS!!))

 

To Kallic's slight surprise Quirinius actually followed him to the medbay immediately instead of taking the ship tour with Zack. Once in there, he turned to notice her somewhat off look - the asari clearing her throat to speak, "I owe you two things, an apology, and my thanks. I'm sorry I mentioned Cerberus, for one; I was lost in a raging sea of memories for a minute. Old habits die hard," she said, a look like she had swallowed a cup of nails and it'd finally gotten to her. "I knew perfectly well--or, at least my conscious mind did--that we're trying to keep out of that organization's way. I have a past with Cerberus, or at least one of its employees. Don't worry. This won't affect our mission, even though I'm still trying to 'get over it'."

 

Staring intently, Kallic didn't interrupt, seeing on her face that she still wished to speak. "I also would like to thank you for saving me from...Zack's?...advances. He just came out of nowhere! I wasn't quite sure what to say, even when I realized I was safely back here on the ship and not trapped in a research lab several years ago...Sorry. That's past now. You must think I'm a complete and utter fool, for all the mistakes and half-steps I've made so far. The thing is, not all asari are so intelligent or wise as you might think. Witness me! I've got more of my father in me than I'd like to admit...He always was too rash for Mother's taste."

 

Kallic caught something out of the corner of his eye as Quirinius finished, noticing a familiar figure approach.

 

"I can understand where you're coming from. I am a krogan who prefers to use his words over his fists. It's not a lack of intelligence by the way, just a lack of experience I'm guessing," his krogan friend remarked regarding her own comments, he guessed.

 

Kallic finally spoke, "Apology accepted, though completely unnecessary, wasn't chastising you for remarking on Cerberus, just making a simple comment. Apologize if somehow I accosted you, or seemed rude in any way, but not for what I said, nothing wrong in it."

 

"As for past with the organization, that's between you, yourself, and the Captain, or at least it will be if it affects crew in any way. Just a warning," Kallic said, moving over to some equipment in the medbay. Kallic continued, speaking over his shoulder as he began setting up machines to continue analyzing the syringe, ((Inside Joke: )) "Have to agree with Chiron on the matter of thanks and regrets; like I said, lack predefined judgments of others based on age, but on actions, words, maturity....Mmm, the like; know you're still a Maiden, know you're young in mind, body, and emotionally."

 

Kallic paused briefly to turn around and face her, setting his intense eyes back on her, "Told you I was unlike other salarians, just as Chiron is unlike other krogan in his mannerisms. Lack same coldheartedness, etcetera; but just because you lack wisdom and intellect doesn't mean you won't get them. Experience: Twenty," he said pointing to himself, then pointing to her. "Two Hundred."

 

"Middle Aged..." Enacting the same motion as before. "...Quarter aged: Young Adult. Understand? Age, species, class; don't define wisdom or experience - remember that," he finished.

 

Kallic shook his head and smiled, proceeding to activate his Omni-Tool and detach Quirinius' weapons from his harness, and unlock the others that weren't, he remarked, "Sound like fragmented holo-vid; here, take weapons. Apart of crew now, free to carry armed implements, just be sure not to take them out on board, same rule applies as I said before...Mm, don't use weapons on ship, especially while in space: dangerous!"

 

Kallic pulled out her biotic dampening rod, almost thrusting it into her hands and leaning forward - speaking in a more hushed, but kinder/soothing tone, "Remember that? If so, good; first step in garnering experience - earning wisdom - learn from mistakes. Second: listen to those who do have the experience, and have earned the wisdom."

 

Kallic pulled back and gave her a smile, a nod, and a friendly wink. Thus proceeding to go back to his duty at the analysis equipment, speaking normal again over his shoulder, "Ask for other steps later, for now, use what I've told you; if so, will already be following them - simple. Chiron, need help here, syringe seems to have disappeared...Mmm, unsettling...."

 

 

But before Kallic knew it the intercom came on, the Captain's voice ringing through the ship, "This is the captain, we have arrived at the colony and are about to dock. Please get yourselves ready, and keep in mind alliance security protocol forbids bringing weapons into the research facility."

 

Kallic turned back around to face the others, Quirinius mentioning her nervousness and sense of something wrong, as well as mentioning the use of biotics and tech abilities, something Kallic was at least halfway certain the Alliance would have counter measures against; Kallic just shook his head.

 

"Unlikely acts of aggression will be necessary, Alliance would aid us if we were assaulted by any Cerberus agents - don't want intergalactic incident after all, most of us different species, would not be good PR for them. Also, if incited Alliance assault, most likely they have predicted the use of our abilities; especially with asari aboard - well known fact they're born biotics. Stand less of a chance than with Cerberus assault. If both come at us, then....Mmm, pray to your deities, wouldn't last very long under the circumstance," he added in, putting his hands behind his back. "Personally don't look for a Thresher Maw to jump up around every corner, bad habit to have...Mm, live longer too - less stress. Caution is warranted though. Must also remember our manners, human colonies not used to alien traffic, occasional Quarian, but large groups might cause local populace nervousness - Must say we are a large group of aliens, discretion is best."

 

Kallic just pondered for a moment; he didn't know why he was telling them this, it was the Captain's job to do that. Also, as a long standing crew member, Chiron already knew all this (not to mention he was one of those aboard that they had to least worry about causing problems. Selia was more likely to head-butt someone than he was!).

 

"Guess giving you back your weapons was...Mmm, poorly timed. No matter, knowing you have them back should be good enough," he finished, smiling at the young asari. Kallic then proceeded to remove his weapon implements, placing them in a locker in the medbay, locking it up with his Omni-Tool.

 

((Meh, my posts are turning to juuuunk, must watch some Mordin vids on youtube for inspiration!!! Forgive for the yammery-ness-isms of the post, am/are/is/was tired and not think clearly. Also, forgive yet again for length - JIC! - Don't let this die PK!!!!!! I love ME too much to let you let this die!!!! But knowing you, you won't let it die, you're not the type! And that kiddies, is called brown-nosing! *cheers*

 

Okay, I'm done with the spazzing, sorry again.))

[Cyborg Ninja]

"I've got work to do, Hudson. I'll talk to you later." the Turian was about to walk off. "Oh, and Hudson: in the future, try not doze off during our crew meetings. You're involved in this just as much as everybody else."

 

Zack chuckled and nodded to Tuhrop. Even with his helmet on, the turian could tell he was sleeping. He'd either have to do a better job...or actually pay attention.

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"This is the captain, we have arrived at the colony and are about to dock. Please get yourselves ready, and keep in mind alliance security protocol forbids bringing weapons into the research facility."

 

Zack shook his head an let out a very loud sigh. Could this little trip get any worse? First he didn't get to find any work, and now they were going to a human colony...let's not forget the Alliance. Oddly enough it would seem he was thinking the exact same thing Quirnius was. Sure he couldn't bring his weapons...but his biotics were a different story.

 

"This should be fun," he said.

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Chiron nodded his head at Quirnius's statement. He himself did not have any biotics, but he did have a few tricks up his sleeve.

 

"Patently obvious, I know, but I have a strange tingling in the top of my scalp all of a sudden. I'm not scared, but something feels wrong." She glanced around. "If my suspicions don't happen to be proven, I'll be glad, but if they are...I just might have to use those weapons that are lodged in my brain known as 'eezo' nodules..."

 

"I am certain we will be fine, but being cautious is always good. If need be I'm sure I can use my old krogan strength," he said with a smile.

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Rogue had been down in the engineering deck when he heard the announcement from Tuhrop. He stopped to analyze every bit of detail. He concluded a second opinion would be the best choice, and who better than the human on the same floor. The geth followed its radar to Tom's location.

 

"Human:Tom, I have to ask you something. It has been three years since the attack on the citadel, and the geth are no longer a threat. However I am aware you organics can still hold grudges. I believe simply walking off the ship would not be the best COA. Would you recommended I stay aboard the ship, or cloak myself and follow?" Rogue asked.

[DrPhil2501]

((haha fear not, Archon. I dont intend on this RP dying - I'm too much inlove with the franchise to let that happen. Besides, you should feel complimented that I actually do read every word of your posts, because your intepretations of salarians are quite interesting to read ))

 

"Human:Tom, I have to ask you something. It has been three years since the attack on the citadel, and the geth are no longer a threat. However I am aware you organics can still hold grudges. I believe simply walking off the ship would not be the best COA. Would you recommended I stay aboard the ship, or cloak myself and follow?"

 

Tom turned around from his console to glance at the Geth which stood before him. "Hmm... I can see how this might pose as a problem..." Tom rubbed his chin. "If it just became news to me, the Alliance are not even aware the opposite faction of Geth have been reprogrammed."

 

He began pacing back and forward. "I dont think following us would be a smart idea. If this is an state of the art Alliance Facility, they are most likely equiped with updated security. They might even be able to detect Geth Infiltration, even if you are cloaked with a Stealth Field Generator..."

 

Tom thought about what he said, and chuckled sheepishly. "Listen to myself; I'm begining to sound like Kallick. There might be an alternative; you can probably hang around the town, and keep an eye out for suspicious activity outside of the facility. Give us a little heads-up warning if anyone like Cerberus is approaching."

 

There was a slight turbulance and vibration. The ship had obviously docked. Tom continued his conversation with Rogue.

 

"Or do you think you can find a way to bypass their security systems undetected? I dont know how you Geth work..."

[Cyborg Ninja]

"Listen to myself; I'm begining to sound like Kallick. There might be an alternative; you can probably hang around the town, and keep an eye out for suspicious activity outside of the facility. Give us a little heads-up warning if anyone like Cerberus is approaching."

 

Rogue processed this information. It could serve as a lookout to the team, and do its best to remain out of sight. It did not wish to harm organics, but the humans might not understand that...and certain actions would have to be taken to ensure Rogue's safety.

 

"Or do you think you can find a way to bypass their security systems undetected? I dont know how you Geth work..."

 

If Rogue could laugh, it would have. It was an excellent hacker, and had no doubt it could bypass the security systems.

 

"I would have no trouble bypassing their systems," Rogue said, in a pleasant tone. "I can also be the lookout for Cerberus," it added in.

[DrPhil2501]

"I would have no trouble bypassing their systems," Rogue said, in a pleasant tone. "I can also be the lookout for Cerberus,"

 

"If that is the case..." Tom switched his console off. "If you are confident enough in your skills, I have a job for you."

 

If this synthetic was confident enough in its abilities, then there may be a way to do both tasks. "I want you to infiltrate the Research Facility. Undetected if possible."

 

"Then I want you perform an espionage around the base. Find any possible connection to Cerberus. If there is, whether they have been notified of our arival should be relayed to us - give us a little heads-up warning. Understand?" (I'll pm you later Cyborg, for the details ))

 

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The ramp of the Valkyrie descended down onto a platform, opening up the exit. Captain Tuhrop walked from the ramp and onto the metal floor.

 

The docking platform of the research facility presented a beautiful view of the settlement. Tuhrop could hear the sound of crushing ocean waves surrounding the building. The facility seemed to also act as a lighthouse for the settlement as well, as high above them, Tuhrop could see some type of housed beacon at the top of the tower.

 

Right before the offshore crew, a systems alliance uniformed representative approached Captain Tuhrop and exchanged a hand.

 

"We have been looking forward to your arival, Captain Qui'in Tuhrop." she greeted.

 

Tuhrop accepted the handshake. "I assure you, what we have is legitimate. This is definatly worth your full attention."

 

He activated his omni-tool, and displayed a holographic representation of the Cerberus Genesis data. The representative rubbed her chin.

 

"I see... We'll need to fully analyse this data. Why dont you and your crew step inside?"

[Tysyacha]

RESEARCH FACILITY--PLATFORM

 

Don't get distracted by the ocean, Quiri, even though you do hear it all around you. Focus on the mission. The asari tried not to close her eyes and breathe in the salty air. It reminded her of home. Not Omega, certainly, with its perpetual stench of spaceship exhaust and unwashed organic beings. Before she ventured there--or even met Diana Velian--she'd lived on Thessia, the asari homeworld. Her father hadn't liked it there very much. "Too soft," he'd grunted. "Far too womanly." However, since her mother would rather have died than set foot on Tuchanka, the krogan Quirinius had borne it all like a good sport. It's a pity he went off to crack skulls before I was 30.

 

The breadwinner of her family had hired himself out to the Blood Pack for a "strategically important mission" in the Terminus Systems--details classified, of course. The asari felt her fists clench. Mercenary bastards! The only things that are "strategically important" to them are the locations of their next targets to assassinate! Naturally, her father had met his fate in the middle of a tremendous firefight. All that her mother could say after that was, "He died like a krogan." Indeed he had, but Quiri didn't care about that. She wanted her "Otsa" back. That was the slang word for "Father" that she'd made up even before she could walk, and it had always warmed his heart.

 

A smile spread across her lips, before reality jarred her again. Not now. Move out! She focused her attention on the fringed back of Qui'in Tuhrop's head. If we run into trouble, I'll slow down time for you, Captain. She was glad his command was strong.

[Cyborg Ninja]

"Then I want you perform an espionage around the base. Find any possible connection to Cerberus. If there is, whether they have been notified of our arival should be relayed to us - give us a little heads-up warning. Understand?"

 

"Understood Human:Tom," Rogue replied activating its camo. It would complete this task, and made sure to update Tom as instructed.

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Zack let out a heavy sigh. On his top three most hated list it went Vorcha, then Volus, and finally Humans. He was indeed a human who hated his own race. It was mainly because of the almighty Alliance. He absolutely hated the Alliance, for just about everything they did. Now he was stuck on a human colony, and they were following one of them. He looked over at Quirinius and smirked.

 

"Well this will be fun, by the way I'm Zack" he said to her.

 

Chiron on the other hand let out a sigh of relief. It was nice to get off the ship, and the place looked nice...much nicer than Omega. He followed the others, glancing around as he walked.

[DrPhil2501]

Tom ran out from the ramp exiting the ship, so as to join the others. He was breathing heavily, like he was in a rush... which he was. He also could not help but admire the view of the ocean and the colony.

 

Tom glanced apoligetically at Captain Tuhrop. "Sorry I'm late. I had to prep the ship's security firewalls before shore-leave."

 

He assumed Rogue, the Geth Infiltrator, would not use the elevator. Even with camoflage on, it be easy to spot the outline of the invisible synthetic up close and personal. Tom speculated either a ventilation shaft, or even the elevator shaft itself. Either way, what was important was that Rogue was able to infiltrate the research facility undetected.

 

Tom joined the others in the elevator. The mechanical doors slid shut, and Tom could feel the downward motion of the elevator moving down. Through the windows, they could get a good view of underwater world, with many coral reefs scattered and exotic fish swimming around.

 

"This station does not intefere with marine biology?" Tuhrop enquired.

 

"Unlikely." The representative claimed. "This facility is designed to be environmentally friendly. Its run by Hydroelectricity, naturally of course, and we have kinetic barriers surrounding the tower that ensure no marine life gets intefered."

 

"What research do you do here exactly?"

 

"We study and experiment further usages with element zero, since most of it on this world is harvested from beneath the ocean floor. There are other divisions in this facility we study, like Marine Biology. Sirta Foundation is one of our biggest sponsors, as our study with marine biology goes towards medical advances."

[Tysyacha]

RESEARCH FACILITY--ELEVATOR/MAIN HUB

 

Quirinius had seen easy, greasy smiles such as Zack's on the face of many a human--and that was exactly why she was on her guard. Still, the young asari decided to give the Vanguard the benefit of the doubt, at least for now. After all, if any representatives from a certain clandestine organization made a sudden appearance, she'd need someone to do the shooting and biotic-charging while she slowed time to a crawl to facilitate the battle...

 

"I always love a fight," she told Zack, "but on the chessboard. Mostly."

 

She hoped she'd said that last word coldly enough to make shivers run down the man's spine and let him know she was no one to be trifled with. My mother was the exotic dancer, not me, she thought with a rueful sniff. She expected far more of me, even in my Maiden years. It's a pity that I haven't made her completely proud--at least not yet...

[DrPhil2501]

"I always love a fight," she told Zack, "but on the chessboard. Mostly."

 

"Ayah, I always hated chess..." Tom added, awkward elevator music like from the citadel was playing in the background. "Everytime I go up against someone, its either a draw or a loss. I've always been a blackjack sort of person..."

 

Admitting his weakeness in chess was probably alot better than reminding Quiri of how she almost got herself killed by Eclyspe Mercenaries just from playing one game. Not to mention the fact that it probably was not the appropriate occasion with the Facility Representative in the elevator with them.

 

The elevator made a halt. The door slid open, and revealed a wide hallway; with a window running across the wall overlooking the underwater world below the ocean. People wearing lab tunics and security officer uniforms were seen everywhere.

 

"Impressive..." Captain Tuhrop was able to mutter.