Chapter 9: Little Talks

"Liara... I'm not feeling anything."

"Be patient. You cannot expect to get it on your first try."

"But I've done it before. I mean, I didn't even mean to do it last time."

"Yes, but from what I understand it was an accident. Concentrate."

I sighed. Biotic training was a lot more difficult than I originally thought it was gonna be. Yea, I knew it'd be hard work, but I didn't think it'd be this hard just to even figure out how to flare my biotics. Double sigh.

"Is there something on your mind Rick?"

"Yea..."

"I know it sounds difficult but you must clear your mind of all thought in order to do this. Relax."

Liara arrived in my room about thirty minutes after our conversation in order to help me figure out what to do with this whole biotics thing. Since then, we've been sitting on the bed meditating. Well thats a lie. She was a meditating with a blue biotic aura surrounding her. I was just kinda sitting there and failing miserably at getting a biotic aura going. Apparently this was some sort of time-tested Asari technique that her mother had used to teach her in order to control her own biotics.

"Yea, well it's a lot easier said than done. Even when there's nothing on my mind there's still something on mind. If that makes any sense."

"What are you thinking of then?"

"Well, when I think of nothing I just picture blackness. Nothingness. Like space without the stars. But I'm still actively thinking about it. I can't clear my mind," I said with a hint of frustration.

"It takes some time to be able to properly perform it, and even longer to master it," she replied calmly, still in her meditative state.

"Liara, I appreciate you helping me and all that, but time is the one thing we don't have right now. The sooner I can use these biotics, the sooner I can be of more use to this mission. After what happened when we came to get you, I'm more of a liability than anything."

"It doesn't seem like anybody else feels that way. I for one told you how thankful I was for you saving me from the Krogan, and Shepard wouldn't want you on this next mission if she didn't think you were doing a competent job," she replied while still in her meditative state.

"I guess. I don't know. My point still stands. I can be more useful."

"I think I understand. Perhaps you are looking at this exercise the wrong way. This is just a way to get in contact with your abilities. Even if you succeed in this, the chances that you will be able to use them on the field of battle are unlikely."

"So this isn't even gonna help me?!"

"It will. In time. I believe it was one of your own philosophers who stated that 'one must first learn to walk before they can run.'"

I smirked at that. "Reading up on our culture I see?"

"You were asleep for a very long time. As was everyone else."

"You didn't relax after that mission? I mean you were stuck in a bubble for who knows how long."

"No I did, but after years of sleepless nights in college and in dig sites, I'm used to getting less sleep than most. I decided to put the time to use and learn about the species who built the ship I would be staying on for a while. But back to this. Clear your mind. Talking is not helping."

"I'm still getting nothing Liara. It's really hard for me to personally clear my mind."

"Perhaps we should try a different approach," she said while opening her eyes to look at me. "What do you know about biotics?"

"Basics really," I said with a shrug. "You can distort space and time with it. Asari all have the ability but some are more gifted than others. Every other race has to be exposed to element zero in the womb in order to accidentally get it, and even then it's rare. In utero eezo exposure usually results in incurable tumors and other diseases."

"All true. But what do you know about how they work? How are we able to manipulate space and time."

I thought about it for a second and gave her my best answer.

"I have no clue," I said with a nod of my head.

She smiled a little. "So you know that there are biotic nodes in your body, correct?" I nodded. "We manipulate time and space with those. The nodes contain trace amounts of element zero. Through this, we are able to use the mass effect fields that surround us and forge them into something we control. Think of it like a mass relay only on a much smaller scale."

Well that's good to know. "So how does clearing my mind help with this?"

"It should help you focus on the fields surrounding you, but it obviously isn't working with you. Which is why I was going to suggest a different approach."

"Which is...?"

"Don't focus on your thoughts. For me, clearing my mind with meditation lets me clearly detect the fields surrounding me, but we aren't the same. Try focusing on your surroundings instead. Try becoming aware of everything around you. Eventually you will notice something different amongst it. Once you find it, focus on it. That should let you at least get a biotic aura going."

"Well, it's worth a shot."

I sat there and took a deep breath, trying to focus on everything around me. I was acutely aware of every single thing in the room. The bed, the chairs, the slight humming from the Normandy's engine, Liara. But there was very little to notice in a small metal box. Maybe if I was sitting in a field somewhere there'd be more to see or feel, but this is a room in a ship. Not much going on here... Forty five minutes later, and there's still not much going on in here.

"Anything yet?" Liara asked.

"Not at all," I replied with a frustrated sigh.

"Give it some time. Focus some more. Be patient."

"Humans, aren't exactly the most patient of species. We don't have the luxury of time on our side like some others, Liara. I don't have a millenia to master this shit," I said a bit heatedly.

She was meditating, but a slight frown came upon her face.

Maybe that was a bit far.

"Look, sorry, I didn't mean to bring anything like that up, it's just frustrating... Usually I'm a fast learner, but this isn't working out for me."

"I understand. I was the same way when my mother taught me how to do this. It will come to you eventually. I may not know you all too well, but I believe that you can do this."

That caused me to pause and look at her. It kind of threw me off guard. I rarely believe in myself, but somebody I just met does? Can't help but admire that about a person. Well, now I have two people I have to not disappoint. I have to get this down now.

While I looked at my teacher, I couldn't help but pay special attention to the little biotic wisps that were coming off of her. Despite being dangerous, biotics are fascinating. But I wasn't just looking at them; I was admiring them and they way they came off of her. It was like I could feel them at the same time. The longer I stared at them, the more I began to notice them, and the ones around me and throughout the room.

Holy shit. I think I'm finally onto something. I began to focus on them more, feeling something kind of click in my body as I did so. I don't know what it was, but it was kind of like I felt the stuff around me more, and I just kind of new how to manipulate it, or focus it at the very least. A biotic aura slowly formed around me. But it was black?

"Hey Liara?"

"Yes?"

"I think I finally got it, but something might be wrong?"

"How so?" she asked while opening her eyes. Her jaw then dropped a little bit and a confused look set in on her face. "Goddess..."

"Yea... is this bad? I feel like black biotics are bad..." I asked while pointing to myself.

"W-Well I've certainly never encountered this before... But I don't feel anything wrong with your aura. It feels... different, but not in a bad way. I'm not sure how to explain it. Perhaps it has something to do with the unique onset of your abilities?"

"I have no idea. But let's go with that. Wrex also mentioned something about feeling a strange biotic aura down on Therum."

"I would see why... Most feel the same, but yours is definitely different. But you've finally been able to bring up a biotic aura. Drop it, and then do it again."

I complied. It was much easier to do it a second time. I already knew what it felt like, so it was simply a matter of focusing it around me.

"Very good! I told you that you could do it."

"Thanks Liara. Honestly I think it was that statement that made me do it. I ended up seeing your aura and it went from there I guess."

"Good. Unfortunately this was the easy part..."

"Wait, what?"

"Yes... Meditation is the perfect set of circumstances for you to focus on your biotics: you aren't moving, you are trying to focus solely on the biotics... Real life situations aren't that ideal. You have much more going on around you. The next step will focus on that. For now just keep practicing what you have so far. We will start training again after the next mission, assuming both of us are up for it."

"I'm 100% down for that. So are we done for today?"

"I think so..." She then smiled sheepishly. "I may have underestimated how tired I really was, and keeping up the biotics for a long period of time may have made it worse. I think I will go lay down." She got off the bed and started walking towards the door.

"See ya before debrief tomorrow, Liara," I said with a little wave.

She smiled and nodded as she went through the door.

Well... now what do I do? I think I'm gonna play with the whole biotics things for a bit...

The game was not exaggerating when they said that biotics eat a whole hell of a lot. It definitely takes a huge toll on the energy reserves, and I was only focusing on getting them to flare up. Not exactly looking forward to seeing what a throw or a warp could do... So after an hour of successfully bringing them up and one incident where I got a little carried away and found myself floating near the ceiling, I got a bunch of food to eat. After the massive meal, I decided to go around the ship and see what everyone was doing. I remembered Wrex wanted to talk to me about something, so I figured I'd see what everyone in the shuttle bay was up to, which was where I was headed now.

...

If this damn elevator decides to actually get down there. I mean come on! It's one damn floor! How fu-

Ding!

Of course. As soon as my inner monologue gets heated, it arrives at my destination... Deep breaths, Rick. Deep Breaths...

I took a step outside to see what everybody was up to. I didn't see Garrus, but I heard sounds coming from the Mako, so I assumed he was working on that. Ash was fiddling with somebody's rifle, and Wrex was in his usual spot, but instead of just standing there, he was sitting there with one foot resting on his leg and sharpening a knife. Kinda reminded me of the first time you meet Emile in Reach, only not as psychotic seeing as how he wasn't sharpening it on his armor. Well... He is the one who wanted to speak to me, so hopefully I won't get a newly sharpened knife to the chest for interrupting him? Yea. Let's go with that.

I walked up to him, a bit apprehensively, and stood in front of him.

"Hey Wrex."

"O'Connor," he said without even looking up or stopping what he was doing.

"Whatcha up to?"

He stared at me and ran the blade along the sharpener. Guess that answers my question.

"Gotcha... You wanted to talk with me the other day?"

"Just wanted to congratulate you on taking out a Krogan Battle-master, weak as he may have been. Most humans barely survive an encounter with non-biotics of my kind."

"Well, I kinda got my ass kicked up until that point, and I can't take all the credit..." I said sheepishly.

"Ha! Yea... I saw you get tossed like... how do you humans say? A rag doll?"

My head sagged and I stared at the ground before sighing. "Yep. That would be the correct saying..."

"Yea..." he muttered while giving an extra long run of the knife on the sharpener. "Where'd you learn how to pry off a Krogan's head plate? It's not exactly something we go around telling people."

Ummm... How am I gonna go about this...?

"Well... one of my uncle's friends was a pretty successful bounty hunter. Had his fair share of run-ins with Krogan. Told me a story about one of his close calls and how he only got out because he got a lucky knife under the head plate. I've never done it before, but I was in a pretty desperate situation if you didn't notice..."

"A quick stab in the eye socket woulda killed 'em just the same..."

"Honestly Wrex, with all the adrenaline in that moment, I just kinda acted. I know it's apparently a painful way to go."

"It is."

"Again, sorry."

"Don't be. He deserved it."

"Wait, I thought you didn't know him?"

"I lied," he stated and let silence hang there for a while.

"Gonna tell me why?"

"Cause I knew it'd piss him off."

"How'd you know him?"

"I'd rather not get into it right now..."

"Ok?"

"Just because you proved yourself a little bit doesn't mean I like you anymore than before. Talk to me after the next two missions and maybe I'll have changed my mind."

"This is how you congratulate someone?"

"Poor word choice. Just letting you know you've elevated yourself above your previous pyjak shit status," he said with a chuckle.

"Thanks? I think?" I said with one raised eyebrow. "I'mmm gonna head out now..."

"Mhmm," he grumbled back.

I started walking over to Ashley. Hopefully that conversation won't be as much of a trainwreck... I got about halfway to the gun bench when a deep voice called out from behind me.

"Oh and O'Connor! You even think about doing anything to my headplate and I'll rip off your quads and shove em down your throat."

I stopped and hung my head. He fucking would.

"Humans only have two Wrex!" I hollered back to him before moving on.

"Statement still stands," he said back.

I walked up to Ashley to see what she was up to, and right as I arrived next to her, she turned her head towards me with a smirk on her face.

"Not a good day for you, is it?"

I shook my head and then shrugged. "I've had worse."

"Really?" she asked while folding her arms and raising her brows. "Worse than a Krogan shoving your manhood down your windpipe?"

I stroked my chin and looked towards the ceiling. "You're right, probably not..."

"That's what I thought. If you have a story that can beat that I'd love to hear it."

"Thankfully, I do not. I mean there was that time a Geth hopper tried to put a bullet in my brain at point blank, but you were there for that."

"Now I'm not a guy, but from what I hear, Wrex's punishment might be a little worse in your eyes. Especially from the reaction you had to Chakwas' news about sterilization," she said with an evil smirk.

"Does nobody know the definition of doctor-patient confidentiality around here? Jesus!" I exclaimed while throwing my ars in the air.

"Easy there Corporal, Chakwas didn't tell me anything," she said with a chuckle, trying to calm me down.

"Then how the hell did you find out?"

"Well, let's just say a little birdie with eyes on everything told me..." she said while turning back to the gun she was fixing.

"There's surveillance in the Med-bay?"

"Well... no video surveillance, but there is a mic in there somewhere."

"Who the hell got into that?"

"Well, that's for me to know..." she said while giving my shoulder a light punch, "And you to never find out."

"So what you're saying is you have a creepy person spying on everyone?"

"Well I wouldn't call him or her creepy... but yes."

"But I feel like Shepard is the only one who has access to any of the security footage..."

She scoffed at that. "You think on a ship full of talented individuals there aren't a handful of expert hackers?"

"Good point... who is it?"

"Nope!"

"C'mon Chief, I don't want some pervy person..." for some reason the word pervy made it click in my head. "It's Joker."

"What? No. He's too busy flying this bird to spy on people," she said rather defensively.

"C'mon, he's the only one around here who would do something like that besides some VI that was programmed to do it."

"Nooope. Not confirming or denying anything."

"Whatever... I'll figure it out eventually. What're you working on?"

"Just patching up some guns, making some improvements."

"Yours? Or other peoples'?"

"Both. It's kinda my job as Gunnery Chief," she said with a laugh.

"I thought that was just a title. Not literal."

"Well you're partially right. It is just part of the title, but I love guns. I made it my official unofficial job."

"Well, they say if you love your job it's like you never work a day in your life. At least you found your calling."

"I think it's in my blood," she stated thoughtfully. "The Williams military line goes way back, but I'd rather not get into that right now. Still got some work to do here."

"Right, not a problem. Just out of curiosity, did you do anything to my weapons?"

"Yes, as a matter of fact. Standard vindicators have two problems if they're on anything other than the single shot selection: a bit of kickback and they overheat far too easily. I put a recoil dampener and a heat dispersal unit on it. Lemme know what you think of it after Feros."

"Thanks Chief, I will."

"Now I really need to get back to fixing this. It's apparently the Commander's favorite pistol and it took a round from a Geth back down on Therum. I don't wanna get on her bad side."

"Yea... I completely understand. Well, good luck with all that."

"See ya later Corporal."

Might as well go see what everyone's favorite Turian is up to. Looks like he's still working underneath the Mako. I casually walked over to Garrus to see if he was up for a chat. As I got closer, I realized that it may have not been the best time to converse with the ex C-Sec agent.

"Fucking... Spirits-damned... bullshit..." he muttered from under the vehicle.

"Umm... everything alright down there Garrus?"

"Oh sure! Everything's just awesome! Stupid, robotic, assholes..."

"What?"

"One second!" he yelled. After that I heard a loud thump, followed by an "Ow" and some other expletives. The Turian then rolled out from underneath the Mako, rubbing his head and holding a dismembered Geth arm. He then tossed it in a nearby pile of junk, which I just now realized was filled with assorted Geth parts: hands, an arm or two, feet, flashlight heads, wires, and even half a torso.

"What do you want?" he asked rather irritably.

I looked at him to see the sorry state he was in. He was dressed in some civilian clothing, nothing too fancy, and was covered in various things, making him look like an oil painting: white from Geth blood, black from oil and grease, and a few splotches of blue from some cuts he got.

"Jesus Garrus... what the hell happened to you? Pick a fight with the Mako?"

"No," he stated with a twitch of his madibles, "more like the Mako picked a fight with some Geth, and now I'm trying to fix up all the damage that was caused. Been working on this thing non-stop since you got back from Therum. I mean, Spirits... What the hell was Shepard thinking?"

"Probably that it was them or us? Or the fact that the Mako is a damn tank and can probably be fine running over a handful of Geth?" I said while crossing my arms.

"A handful of... Rick do you see that pile?!" He said pointing a talon towards the dismembered Geth pieces. "There's enough there to make three or four Geth! And there's still more under here!"

"Hey, I wasn't the driver. All I know is that we needed to kill some robots, and as you can see, we did that."

"Well that's what the turret and cannon are for!" he yelled, redirecting his talon to point above him. "Fun fact: if you shoot them, you don't need to run them over."

"Well, you can mention it to the Commander. I'm not," I said with a chuckle.

He sighed. "Yea well whatever. I still have to patch some stuff up. You need anything else?"

"Nah. I was just gonna see if you had some time to talk, but that's obviously not the case."

"Maybe some other time. We might need the Mako on Feros, and it's not up to par yet."

"Yea, well you have fun with that," I chuckled while walking away

He grumbled something and rolled back under the vehicle.

Just as I was about to head to the elevator, I remembered something.

I spun back around and hollered to Garrus. "You gonna use these Geth pieces for anything?"

"No, I was just gonna space the damn things."

"Don't do that. Leave em here. I might have a use for em."

"Whatever..."

I walked over to the drive core where the engineers worked, and saw Tali diligently typing away on some console.

"Hey Tali, You busy?"

"Oh, hi Rick. I'm a little busy right now. Picked up a shift down here to help out with the crew. Then Adams added hours. Not to say I don't enjoy working down here, just wish I had a little time to relax."

"You've been swamped too?"

"Between this and the training I've been doing with Effinger to get combat proficient, I barely have time to sit down."

"Well, if I'm anything to go by, Effinger's training definitely helps. Sure I got the crap kicked outta me down there, but I'm alive right?"

She giggled. "Well, let's hope I do better. With my immune system, I can't afford to get 'the crap kicked outta me' as you said."

"Right... probably not a good thing for a suit rupture."

"No, not at all. Did you need something? I really need to focus on this," she mentioned, indicating the terminal.

Why is everyone always busy? Oh well.

"Right, just thought I'd give you a heads up, but Garrus was fixing the Mako and pulled out a ton of Geth pieces from under it. Thought they might be of use to you with your pilgrimage and all that."

She quit typing to look at me. "Really? What condition are they in?" she asked, a bit of excitement evident in her voice.

I rubbed the back of my neck. "Well, not gonna lie... They're kinda beat up, but I'm sure you might be able to find some kind of use for them."

"Well, thank you. I certainly will give them a look."

"Ok, well, I'll leave you to it then."

"Thanks."

I walked out of engineering, and just kinda stood there. What should I do now? I guess I could go back to my room and do stuff. Or I could go work out. Getting in better shape might help my survival rates. Let's go do that.

After I changed into my work-out clothes, I went to the gym and started working on my cardio. I'm not a huge fan of stuff like that, but I noticed I was getting winded pretty damn fast on Therum just trying to catch up. Wasn't used to combat running everywhere I went, and I could definitely tell.

I've been in here close to an hour and a half trying to make some improvement. About half-way through that, Shepard and Kaidan came in to work out. Looks like they're exercise buddies? I would've talked to them, but I had NIC stream my playlist directly into my head to listen to music while I was exercising. Couldn't really talk on account of that.

I was just about to finish my work-out and head over to my room and shower when the two Alliance marines started sparring. I couldn't help but be a little impressed with the display they were giving. They were both very proficient in their hand to hand fighting. It seemed like Shepard was a kick-boxer as well as a student of some type of jiujitsu based on her dominating ground and grapple game. Kaidan just seemed like a straight up brawler, but he was adaptive and flexible enough to keep the fight even. If this was a real skirmish, I might've put my money on Kaidan just because of the biotics, but as it was, Shepard seemed to have the advantage. They were trading blows, throwing each other to the mat, grappling and counter-grappling. It was fairly entertaining to watch.

It also got me thinking. Sure I can throw a punch, but if I ever got into an honest to God fight, I'd be royally screwed. Case and point: the Krogan on Therum. Maybe one of them would be willing to teach me?

It was then that they took a break and sat down against the wall to catch their breath. Shepard had her arms wrapped around her knees while Kaidan was basically laying on the ground. Here's my chance.

"NIC, kill the music would you?" I asked while walking over to them.

Certainly Mr. O'Connor.

"Hey Rook, how you feeling?" Shepard asked as I made it over to them.

"Well certainly better than the whole 'human punching bag' thing I felt like yesterday."

"That bad huh?" Kaidan asked.

"Oh, believe me Kaidan, it wasn't pretty," Shepard replied with a chuckle. "I didn't personally see anything, but I'm pretty sure everybody heard that Krogan hit him."

"Yea, well you should see how he looks. Oh right, you can't. Lava ate him."

"Well, at least you came out alright," Kaidan mentioned. "You ready for Feros in a few hours?"

"Almost. I was gonna head to my room for sleep, but I thought I could ask you guys a favor real quick."

Shepard raised an eyebrow. "Which would be what?"

"Well, I was wondering if one of you two could teach me the finer points of fighting. I mean I can throw a punch, but nothing like the display either of you just had."

"I'd be willing to teach you a few things, but it won't be easy..." Shepard replied. "You think you're up to it?"

"As long as you don't beat me to death, then yea," I said with a laugh.

They both laughed in return. "Good, we'll start after Feros. Chakwas told you to take it easy, and I don't wanna be responsible for re-breaking all your bones."

"Sounds good, Commander. I'll leave you guys to it then. I'm pretty tired."

"See ya," they said in unison.

Time to rest up for the mission tomorrow. Well, more like a few hours, but whatever. It's not tomorrow until I've fallen asleep.

I woke to the beeping noise of my Omni-tool, yet again. I definitely need to play with the settings on that thing. Beeping just isn't cutting it anymore. Welp... might as well go hop in the shower.

I rose out of bed, grabbed a towel, and walked into the shower. I'm a bit of a zombie when I wake up, so when I say 'walked,' what I really mean is 'shuffled with my eyes half open.' I turned on the water, and stepped inside. I started rubbing my hair to get it wet when I realized there was a problem: No water.

I looked up to the shower head to see that the water was flowing up. Like defying gravity. This might make showering difficult. I turned off the water, threw on my boxers and walked over to the comm unit near the desk in my room.

"Hey Joker, is there something wrong with the artificial gravity or what?"

The only reply I got was harsh static.

"Joker?"

More static. Wonderful. Let's go see if anybody else is having an issue.

I threw on some work-out shorts and a slipped a T-shirt over my head as I walked out the door.

"Yo! Anyobody else having any..." My head finally popped out of the shirt to see the sight before me. "...weird...problems?"

This is definitely NOT the Normandy...

A/N: Hey guys, sorry for the super long update period. Between all the stuff I have going on IRL it was kinda hard to write this chapter. Didn't really have the motivation from everything sucking the energy out of me. Not to mention Dead Space 3 eating up a ton of my free time as well. It's kind of addicting, aha. The main reason I didn't get this out as fast as I had hoped was because of some rampant plot bunnies I had for the sequel to this. I really want to do a standalone story with Rick for the two years between 1 and 2, but I don't know if I have enough ideas. I had to iron out some things with that before I could focus on this for some reason.

Anyways, hope you enjoyed the chapter, and feel free to leave a review. I love the criticism, whether it's good or bad so don't worry about hurting my feelings.

Rain Shigu: Glad you enjoyed the story so far.

CuHnadian: Glad the dialogue wasn't just fun for me. And yea, I kinda figured you were just predicting a possible romance, and that was kind of a round about and complicated way of me saying "Possibly" aha.

Usually I would end it there, but with the whole Citadel DLC that just came out, I had to say something about it. I myself haven't played all the way through it, but from what I've seen, It looks pretty good. Like I have it downloaded, I just haven't gotten to it. Anyhow, if you don't want any minor spoilers, I SUGGEST YOU STOP READING HERE.

I've been a staunch 're-taker' since I originally beat the game over a year ago. I say it like that because re-take was never my favorite term for it. It wasn't ours to re-take. It was BioWare's. We didn't own the game. But they crafted such a fantastic game that each Shepard felt like it belonged to us as an individual, so we wanted to take it and make it what it should've been for our Commander Shepards. I don't support the whole edited ending, the extended cut soothed the burn, but didn't get rid of it. I still firmly believe that we as fans should have had a less bleak ending for our characters, but none of this is really the point. The point is I know a lot of people are upset over not getting an ending they wanted, and as such, won't be playing the new and final DLC, but by doing that, you'll be doing the game a great disservice. The whole thing is well-done, maybe even fan-service, but so was the extended cut. The difference is that this is very well executed, and is the send off the characters we've grown to love deserve. The send off my Shepard deserves.

How do I know this? Well I watched my friend play through some of it. She played a Fem-Shep and had romanced Samantha Traynor. At the very end of the DLC, Traynor says "Well, it wasn't what I signed up for, but it's been a good ride." I couldn't find a way to express my feelings any better in regards to this series. I didn't want the ending we were given, but the ride up to that point was amazing. The fact that they could create a game so in depth and make me care about characters so much that I'd write a story about it speaks volumes. I guess my point is that whether or not you're satisfied with how this series went, give it a chance. I'm not saying buy it, but hell, at least watch it on YouTube or something. Give Shepard the send-off he/she deserves.

On a more positive note, I do plan on continuing this all the way through to the events of ME3 so I can guarantee every character will eventually get a good send off.

Hope you didn't mind the rant.

Until next time, Rfalzar out.