Saren closed his apartment door after that asari girl left. What was her name again? He stopped to think… not like he actually cared. He gave up a second a later and looked at the clock.
8:15 in the morning.
He was between missions on mandatory leave, and he had a couple days left. Normally, he wouldn't have anywhere to be during this period, but he heard something that peaked his interest. The thought alone brought a smile on his face.
He went to have breakfast quickly and looked through the shop while at it, see if any new interesting mods popped up since his last mission. As he scrolled through the database, his mind wandered back to the same place: 8:30 was on the clock now. New spectre recruits always start at 9:00 with their mentor, and their first stop is the Spectre requisitions office.
He still had time, but he couldn't stop himself to go a little early.
Today was the day the first human spectre was introduced into the organization. He laughed at the thought. Nihlus was always weirdly diplomatic, but getting a human mentored… this was a stretch even for him. A human as a spectre… he's going to laugh his ass off when Nihlus - after suffering with mentoring for a couple weeks - finally admits that humans are not spectre material. Spectres are not trained. They're born.
He had to admit, he had nothing to do with this, he only heard when he was off in the Traverse. But he wanted to see. After Anderson's failure he was curious what kind of creature would be up next. He will accidentally run into them and get a good look of the victim quickly, then disappear. It had to be hilarious. So he made haste and soon left his apartment, sat in his shuttle and drove right to the C-Sec HQ, just below the hangars.
9:00 sharp he walked into the requisitions office. After all, Nihlus was always right on time. And so he expected to spot Nihlus immediately, but to his surprise, Nihlus wasn't the one that caught his attention first.
It was someone's hair.
Hair as red as blood, its owner right next to Nihlus.
His jaw dropped.