I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE BELOW CHARACTERS 'CEPT THE WANDERER AND ALL OTHER CHARACTERS / NAMES BELONG TO BIOWARE
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"I do believe her name was Aria..."
Shepard's eyes shot open with a utterly surprised look on her face.
"No way..." She stuttered.
"Is something the matter?" The Wanderer asked.
Shepard rested her head in her hand.
"Was her full name by any chance, Aria T'loak?" she asked with an almost exasperated voice.
This time it was the Wanderer who had a look of surprise on his face.
"Yes" he answered sitting up straight. "How?..."
"Cause she RUNS Omega, I mean, she practically IS Omega" She says, brushing a hair from her face. She had helped Liara t'soni find my body and game me information where to find Garrus and Mordin."
A smile starts and spreads to the rest of the Warriors face.
"It appears I have once again woven myself into your lives, without either of us knowing." He turns to Shepard. "Do you think you can drop me off at Omega if we ever have the chance?"
"I'm sure it can be arranged. The ship should be finished repairs in a day or two, and I'm sure she would welcome the visit.." Shepard said as she got up.
"She probably hates me, actually. Several hundred years ago, I left her on Omega against her will...And never returned." He told her, also getting up from the crate. "What do you think will happen?"
"Your guess is as good as mine." Said Shepard. "Either she'll greet you with open arms, or toss your sorry ass out the nearest airlock." She gave a chuckle. "Or crush you with her biotics..."
"That last one won't work on me though..." he said with a smirk.
"Yeah, what happened during that fight, I thought those biotics hit their target..." She asked.
"That field.." He began, waving his hand in front of him, "Is the reason I don't get touched by it. Biotics use electromagnetic impulses from their nervous system, in conjunction with eezo nodes in their bodies to use biotics. The field I emit is the polar opposite of it, so it cancels it out. I has come in handy on more than one occasion." He walks with them over to where Jacob was swinging his sword. He continues his talk.
"After witnessing the Galaxy "clean its slate" on more than one occasion, I noticed that every "cycle" there seems to a unique ability that becomes shared by most species near the end of their time, depending on how they evolved." he says with a thoughtful look on his face.
"During my time, we were mainly defensive and peaceful. As a result we developed this "field" that stopped the aging processes, let us heal faster and gave us speed. Our ability gave us time."
"During the Prothean time they expanded across the galaxy rapidly and had an innate ability with engineering, thus expanding their territory even more and even faster. As you can see, they had cracked the reapers own engineering, and thus they created their own mass relay."
"This time around, there are a multitude of different species all competing for the same space and power and many of them are aggressive, thus giving birth to an new era of attack, using biotics."
"You know, you should right this stuff down and make a book or something" Shepard said standing next to him.
He turned to face her. "I don't have to, my guess is that EDI is recording this conversation."
"That is correct." EDI's voice was heard through the speakers.
"Jacob, mind if the Commander takes a swing at it?" The Wanderer asked.
Jacob hands Shepard the sword.
Woah, this is heavy, she thinks
Garrus trolleys a few test dummies into their area. They had occasionally used them for target practice, and were fitted with solid metals and some other ultra-dense materials to absorb the shots.
The commander took the sword with both hands, raised it high above her head and made it come down HARD on the dummies head.
The spherical "skull" deflected the swords impact with the head, but found its mark on the dummies shoulder, and was torn clean off. Shepard, still using the downwards momentum spun, nearly taking the Wanderers head clean off, and slashed the dummies midsection. Everything above the waist just fell off.
Everyone started clapping, and Shepard bowed.
She handed the sword back to the Wanderer. "Match that" she said, under a smirk. Garrus wheeled another dummy to the area.
"I thought you saw enough of my combat fitness on Illium?" he said with a raised eyebrow.
"Jacob and Thane didn't. Just take a swing." She pushed.
"Fine.." he replied.
He takes his usual stance in front of the dummy, and with one fluid movement he send the midsection into the air, and further slices THAT part down the middle. Mechanical parts are falling like rain.
Jokers voice sounds over the comm. "You know EDI, if you ever start bothering us, we'll just ask our Wanderer friend here to pay a visit to the A.I. core and do what he just did."
Joker must have been watching from the vid cameras on the Bridge.
Nothing was said from EDI.
"Um, EDI, that was a joke" Joker's voice still over the comm.
"Of course" said EDI.
A strange awkward silence ensured.
"Anyways Commander, we're finished repairs and the rest of the crew is back on board. We are once again ready to single handedly save the galaxy again." Jokers voice sounded over the com. "Shepard could you come up here? There seems to be an issue with the repair fees..."
Crap. She forgot that their funds were running dry.
"I really want to talk more, but theres some stuff I gotta take care of, you know with the repairs and all. The rest of the crew will be back and you can go and get to know them. I wasn't expecting an extra crew member, so I'm not really sure where to put you..."
"Do not worry about me, I'm sure these sleeping pods will be just fine. I plan to work on some upgrades for the ship and the engine if that's fine with you..." He said.
"Oh, and one more thing, before I forget." He reaches into a pouch on his suit and takes out a credit chit.
"Take this." He says handing it to Shepard. "It should be enough to cover repairs for the ship, your suit and any upgrades I may have in the near future."
She stares at the chit in his hand.
"Go on, take it" He says, holding it out to her.
"You're serious?" She hesitates. "How much is on there?, I can't possibly take your money..." She stares with wide eyes.
"Yes, you can, and you will. I've been saving up for many, many years and I have no need of credits except for food. Your crew and your ship definitely need it. And don't ever even think of paying me back. I wont take it. There is no fine print and no dotted line here. We need all the help we can get when we face the Reapers and here's how we can start. I know your too stubborn to accept help, but you need take this or I will personally wire it to your account." he tells her as he holds it out to her.
"Ok...thanks." she says as she hesitantly taking the chit.
"If it makes you feel better, think of it as a gift for services rendered." He says. "Now, could you point me in the direction of the nearest washroom?"