Andromeda, Day 362
-Drack hasn't changed, love that dude.
-Peebee is immature, but I guess she's joining us. Thinks there might be more vaults out there.
-So we placed the marker for a new settlement, which I can't believe Addison approved, here on Eos. Sam confirms that radiation is decreasing, but there are still problems with this place. Even still, settlement should arrive tomorrow, gonna have to get ready for it today.
-After what they did to the first two settlements I have no problems killing Kett.
-The radiation isn't as much a problem for me as it is for the humans. I guess there are some advantages of having my planet of origin be Palaven. I wonder if someday Turians will make a home here. Will I?
-Ughhh, Kosta.
-So Ryder is a force of nature, at least with that SAM. Skilled biotic, if a little reckless and full of herself. Got the vault going though, and you can't argue with that. But Kosta apparently has been snooping in my files and found out about Sid, and starts getting on me for bringing a kid to Andromeda, while we're riding in the Nomad, with Ryder sitting right there. What do you want me to do? List the bounties I had on my head? The people back in the Milky Way who would use her to get to me? Screw you Kosta. Now I'm gonna have to talk to Ryder about this, stay on her good side.
-Still confused by Suvi, but I've been avoiding her.
-To do: have some tough conversations.
Andromeda, Day 363
-Colony arrived, helped this Bradley set up the prefabs. Good luck to them.
-What will this world look like someday, when the buildings aren't just prefabs, and auto-deploying landing zones?
-To do: rest.
Andromeda, Day 365
-So we're getting ready to head out, and I'm talking to Gil, he's talking about some friend of his and I ask if he's into her, and then he explains that he's gay? And I don't understand, and he starts explaining about some hangups humans used to have. I do not get this, but maybe I need to? Is Suvi what he called straight? That would be an explanation for what went down, at least, if I understood Gil correctly? I don't get it.
-So we've got Drack, who's great, Kallo who is Kallo, and that really immature selfish Peebee, but a lot of humans. I have got to do more research, figure out how to differentiate them, when they all look so similar.
-Kosta hates me, because of Sid, Ryder hasn't talked to me since, and I have to talk to Suvi. Fine, Vetra, be a big girl and get at least one awkward conversation out of the way today.
-Oh, she really didn't remember me. She was drunk, apparently, and thought I was just insulting her. I guess...I read too much into it? Also, no, apparently Suvi is also gay, although she did say something that makes me think she's only into other humans. Understandable. I guess I blew my shot with her but at least we can work together.
-Research shows: humans sometimes use humor to signal interest in others. While this has changed, in their history humans categorized people as straight, gay, bi, and other options. I guess by their metric I'm bi? Weird. I can understand the humor though, that makes sense to me.
-So Suvi and Gil would be gay, I'd be bi, Peebee and Lexi are Asari, Drack isn't going to be doing anything, or Kallo, I suspect. What about the rest?
-To do: research Kosta, Harper, and Ryder.
Andromeda, Day 366
-Kosta: crisis response. Darker hair and skin, loud opinions.
-Harper: biotic. Weird hair. Asari fetish? Little bit of a stick up in her.
-Ryder: daughter of Alec Ryder, who was born somewhere called China, fought in the Relay 314 Incident. Short. Red hair, nice shade. Sarcastic. Still nice though.
-Suvi: no chance.
-Gil: Funny, investigate poker.
-Ended the day in orbit around Eos, Sam shows radiation is still going down. We did good work down there.
-To do: talk to Ryder, for real this time.
Andromeda, Day 367
-Okay. Sid nearly ruined my first serious interaction with Ryder, but I think I salvaged it.
-So I'm on the call with Sid, right, and she's asking for updates, everyone on the Nexus is talking about Eos, and Prodromos, right, and then, like she owns the place, Ryder walks in, in that black jacket she's always wearing. I don't know what that jacket is made of but it certainly isn't regulation, and looks organic, so it must be a personal item from the Milky Way.
-I guess she kinda does own the place? The Tempest? Or rather the Nexus and the Initiative owns it. But it's not like she's getting paid, that comes later.
-Anyway, Sid hears her, and starts being like, is that the Pathfinder? Is that her? This crazy one-eyed merc I met on Omega taught me the human term 'fangirling' and I don't think I understood it until I heard Sid talk about Pathfinders. So I cut her off, cut the line, and realize right then I have to make up for that first impression. But Ryder seems to understand. Still, I make a big deal about how I am here to work, and how I know where to procure anything, the usual spiel. Make myself sound important, competent, and maybe a little bit of a badass. And she likes it. I think. I'm pretty sure I was reading her right when she talked about my intensity, and how much she liked it, even if humans can be hard to read. And I liked it too, not going to lie. Made me feel appreciated. This could be a good working relationship between me and Ryder.
To do: tell Sid to stop embarrassing me.
Andromeda, Day 368
-Back on the Nexus.
-I'm glad you're safe too, kid.
-Spirits, please stop asking me so many questions about Eos.
-Or the Pathfinder. I don't know what you want me to say? She knows how to handle a shotgun, is a smartass, and is ridiculously reckless and impulsive. Not exactly the grizzled veteran of her father we all heard about, but still, she did get Prodromos where it is.
-Get my sister to stop fangirling, also, don't tell her about the bodies on Eos.
-Wait, shit, someone stole my lamp? Damn. Broken into during the revolt? Sloppy, Vetra, really sloppy.
-To do: alert contacts of missing lamp.
Andromeda, Day 370
-Woke up that guy's son. Favor settled.
-So I was doing some more research on Ryder, trying to get my position clear. And it hits me, she has a brother still in stasis. Of course she wouldn't be upset at Sid calling me. Her dad's dead, mother died back in the Milky Way, and her brother is stuck in a cryopod. How do you deal with that? I mean, I don't think my parents were ever family, but Sid is, and I have to protect my family.
-I think I remember some other Turian kids on Palaven calling my dad a bareface. Whatever, he's dead now. He's not family.
-Also, apparently her jacket is made of leather, which is also made from cow. I'm not sure what about cows is so important, but I hope the humans brought some with them.
-To do: be nicer to Sid. Also make sure she stays here and out of harm's way. Look up information about human cows.
Andromeda, Day 372
-Ryder checked on me while I was watching them provision the tempest. Had a little chat with her. That was nice. Think she was running some errands. Heading back out tomorrow, after a new world, following a lead we found down in the vault on Eos.
-Been awake here one Palaven year. Fucking hell. What a fucking year.
Andromeda, Day 373
-Okay, apparently we are not going after the lead immediately, scanning some new systems first.
-It was just about done for the night, taking stock of any contraband on the Tempest, when Ryder came down and talked with me. No rush, no fuss, just a conversation. It was nice. Asked about why I joined, Sid, the uprising, stuff she didn't see. Asked about the back channels, and the Tempest. I may have talked that up a bit, acted like I kept it waiting for her, when really all I did was find it in storage. Not bad though. I think I like her. Small. Gotta get better at describing humans.
-To do: look up how humans describe themselves.
Andromeda, Day 374
-I'm not sure who I'm writing this for, in all honesty. The idea was a whim given to me by this grey-eyed Krogan on the Citadel, not mine, but he was remarkably persuasive. Future generations are going to want to know what happened the first few years, he said. And I don't know why but I just wanted to what he said.
-But also, you know, I'm writing for me. For if we survive this.
-So I guess I should describe the Tempest, for future reference.
-Tall enough ceilings, big overpowered engine. No weapons, which could be a problem. Lots of windows. Sleek, is the word, I think, more so than a lot of Initiative tech. I've been sleeping around some crates near the back. There are beds, yes, and Kosta's stupid couch, but I have spent so many nights stowing away on freighters that I don't need beds. I like the feel of the engine through the hull. And this little place back here is my room, I've determined. Plus then I can keep Palaven days, not Earth days.
Andromeda, Day 375
-Still scanning planets. I get that it's important, but we've got stuff to do, and weird ancient alien vaults to find.
-Note to self: humans are a diverse species, still not as fully integrated as other species, such as the Quarians, Batarians, Asari, or even us Turians. Closest analogy I can come up with is how on all the different colonies Turians apparently were differentiating, before the Unification War brought us all back together under the Hierarchy, displaying different features, and customs. Humans are divided by appearance, by something called ethnicities, as well as religion (See: Suvi). Until recently, there were many nations states on Earth, that sometimes, warred with each other. Apparently humans once barely avoided Tuchanka's fate. If a human were to describe Sara Ryder, they might mention her American name, or Chinese heritage, her lack of religious faith (apparently that's something they keep on file) her freckles, her red hair, her epicanthic folds, her brown eyes. There, that looks pretty good. Understanding humans complete. Oh, also, apparently she's short even for humans. About three fourths of my height, maybe a little taller.
-To do: still don't understand cows. Understand cows.
Andromeda, Day 380
-Almost done with the charting. Turns out Suvi's pretty nice once you get to know her, and aren't trying to get into her pants. Finally played poker with Gil. He beat me, but said I was really good for a beginner. Gonna keep practicing that. Kosta still hates me. I need to find out where he got that couch.
-Had a bit of a strange conversation with Ryder. She came down, into my room, and I said something about how I hoped she had a plan, and then she said asked if I had anyone in Andromeda. I go on to mention Sid again, and how she's my only family. I'm not like that idiot Kosta, leaving behind tons of people in the Milky Way. I brought my family with me. But then she said it was in a different way. Like, I guess, that way? Romance? Love? Sex? And we finished with this weird conversation where she was talking about sharing experiences with people. Weird.
To do: figure Ryder out.
Andromeda, Day 381
-Oh damn, first contact again. More tomorrow, right now I'm gonna keep a gun on me and keep an eye on these people.
Andromeda, Day 382
-All right, so here's what happened. We're flying through space, as space-ships should do, when wham, there's this Kett ship, and some horned guy calling himself the Archon calls us, and starts mouthing off about killing us, or being better than us, or something, wasn't paying much attention. And Kallo guns the engine, running through the Scourge, into a new system that's like, hiding in it, and then, wham again, new aliens, flying around outside, forcing us down, on a new world, with non-immediately hostile aliens. Ryder tells me they're called the angara. They need us to help another of their worlds, Havarl, so they sent one of their own, called Jaal, onto the ship, and that's apparently where we are going next, in order to earn their trust, and maybe help them fight against the Kett, which are also bastards to them. I really hope they don't kill us. I guess the only other aliens they've contacted have been the Kett, though, and also the old robots, so it makes sense they don't trust us.
Andromeda, Day 383
-So much paperwork, establishing first contact. Who knew. Barely got to call Sid. Still on Aya, vidcalling Addison, and Tann, and Kesh, and what a mess.
-To do: work on establishing backdoors and channels with the angara? Maybe.
Andromeda, Day 384
-On our way to Havarl!
-Wait, Kosta is planning a movie night, and Suvi has some sort of weird fruit from Aya? That's going to be a disaster.
-Jaal's interesting. The first time I met humans I had a hard time reading their faces. They only have one pair of vocal cords, and their voices are so...flat. I learned later that that's partly why their faces are so soft, because they move them a lot to display their emotions, and they don't need to convey as much emotion through voice as we turians do. I have the opposite problem with Jaal, he keeps telling me how he feels and I don't know what to do with it.
-To do: figure out Jaal.
Andromeda, Day 385
-What the hell? We run into problems on Eos, and Habitat-7, where they can't support life, and here there's too much life? What is up with that?
-I hate wildlife so much. Give me a day on a spaceship, or a city, or even the Nomad, it's better than this.
-Heh, it's a lot for Ryder too. She's flying around, doing all her biotic trickery, but still drenched in sweat. It's kinda funny, honestly. Hopefully she can find another of these vaults in this network she and her SAM think exist.
-Hey Turians. I mean, I guess I should be glad they're here. I don't think there are enough of us on the Nexus to support a population. It would be tight, at least, a close call for our species. It's good that they're out there, somewhere, fighting on, like good Turians are always supposed to do. But this Avitus is such a military prick. I've known dozens just like him. And he was a Spectre? Spectres are a smugglers worst dream. One day you're running some eezo to some clueless human supremacists who will probably killed by their own machine in a few days, just getting some creds out of it before they kill themselves, and then boom, some Kryik prick is kicking down your door. So, like, yay, I'm glad that my species may not go extinct, but also, boo, the Hierarchy.
-To do: think about what I'd want a future for Turians to look like.
Andromeda, Day 386
-Camping on Havarl is nightmare.
-Alright, there's a lot about these angara and their spirituality I don't understand. At least Ryder's not religious. I would ask Jaal about it, but we just shot a lot of these Roekarr, and maybe he feels mad about that? I mean, I would, just a little.
-Alright, Ryder. Do your thing. Turn on this vault, save this world. Prove you aren't just the product of some nepotism and a fancy AI stuck in your head.
-Haha! Never doubted you for a second Ryder.
-Oh shit, we've got to get to some other planet called Voeld and save this Moshae from some Kett thing. Tomorrow. Tonight I am going to take a long shower and get this the stink of this planet off my plates.
-To do: talk to Jaal.
