Prompt: Touching Something You Shouldn't
Characters: Udina and Conrad Verner
So everyone else was writing really funny and fun stuff with this prompt, so I decided to do something a little different. Let me know what you guys think.
Udina was use to getting his way, at least most of the time. Of course when Shepard passed him over for the councilor position, he had been shocked. Though Shepard and the Normandy team had always been forthcoming about their opinions of politicians.
The plan had to be done perfectly. Timed just right, and preformed with delicate precision. He had never considered using such a dimwitted fool for such a task. He would have used Commander Bailey but it would look extremely suspicious. The buffoon was seemingly harmless and had a history with Shepard. Conrad Verner was the perfect Trojan horse.
The councilor opened a small wooden box with a pair of gloves and a capsule inside. He did not feel comfortable even holding the box with a toxin as potent as that contained in the fragile vial. Even with all of Shepard's cybernetic implants and immunity boosters that he received during the Lazarus project, the toxin would do the job.
Closing the box again, Udina placed the box on his desk. Don't touch it Donald. He kept saying in his mind.
"Sir, the young man you sent for has arrived." Udina's assistant said over the intercom.
"Excellent, send him in." Udina stood behind his desk and waited.
The blonde hair man entered the office tentatively. He was obviously nervous and intimidated by the office and councilor. His hands rubbed against each other like he was kneading dough. Udina smirked. This man will be easily manipulated and expendable. The perfect delivery system.
"Mr. Verner, what I am about to tell you is top secret? I need to know that it will not leave this room." Udina said. He figured that introductions would only delay them and with Shepard due back from rescuing the primarch any day, he need to act fast.
"Yes sir." Conrad reported snapping to attention and swinging up his right hand in an extravagant (and rather goofy) salute.
"There is a plot to poison Commander Shepard and I am trying to get a cure administered as quickly as I can. This is where you come in. Shepard is due in for resupply and maintenance soon and I need you to meet the Normandy at the docks." Udina motioned to the box on his desk. He had handled it enough. Conrad could touch it from not on. If he made a mistake, there was always Shepard's comrade in the hospital that could be used. "Inside this box are a pair of gloves and a capsule containing a preventative vaccine. It can be absorbed through the skin so I need you to put the vial in the pouch of the gloves and shake the commander's hand."
"My job is to shake the commander's hand?" Conrad's face lit up. Not only was he called in for a mission by the human councilor , but he was getting to work with his hero, Commander Shepard.
"Yes, can I count on you? You have to make sure that Shepard is the only one that gets this vaccine." Conrad slipped on the gloves and stood up.
"I won't let you or Shepard down, sir." Conrad nearly shouted with glee. He scooped up the box and sprinted from the room headed toward the elevator. Udina sat back in his chair and massaged his forehead.
It was all in motion. As long as Shepard was out of the picture, the coup would the perfect opportunity to seize power for humanity, even if it was with Cerberus.