Walking over to the group, I could tell something was bothering everyone. No one was smiling, no one was exchanging witty banter, no one seeming particularly suspicious of why I had stayed behind and what I had just talked to the desk clerk about...unusual stuff. Then Liara reiterated the comment I had missed.
"She is here. I can't believe it."
Ah.
That awkward moment when you realize you're going to have to kill someone's mother. I could see why that thought might give everyone pause. I mean, I already knew what was coming...what was to be...but that didn't mean I couldn't still empathize with them. That I wasn't still dreading the moment we actually stepped foot inside peak 15 too.
And even though I knew about it ahead of time...I still couldn't do a thing to help her. Liara or her mother. I've literally had weeks to plan since I've been here and...I still got nothing. Which pretty much summarizes my entire experience so far. Helpless to actually do anything about the shitty situations we came across. Matriarch Benezia will just be another mark on my list of failures...although I guess it's not really my fault in the first place.
Fucking indoctrination.
"...I imagine you want to talk to me Shepard. About my mother," Liara followed up after her brief pause. Everyone turned to Shepard as the Asari addressed her, anticipating what the Commander would say. While I didn't think the Commander mistrusted Liara as much as Ashley did, I still found myself grimacing, anticipating a fairly caustic reply nonetheless.
"No, I don't. I trust you Liara. You've helped us on more than one occasion. You may not be military, but you're part of my crew."
what.
"Thank you Shepard, that...means a great deal to me."
The fuck was that.
Beep-Boop.
The elevator doors beside us slid open with a chime as soon as the words were uttered. Without a response, Shepard immediately walked in, followed by Kaidan, Liara, Tali and Ashley. After the marine entered, it was clear that the elevator was at capacity.
"Take the other lift. We'll rendezvous downstairs," Shepard instructed us.
"See you on the other side," Ashley added before their doors closed.
With a grunt, Wrex led us to the next elevator over. Once Garrus entered the elevator after me, I pushed the button to take us down. And as the doors slid close, the lights in the elevator dimmed and a voice came on over its intercom.
"Welcome to Port Hanshan, the galaxy's most respected site for independent scientific research and development. For your own safety, and to protect the privacy of others, you are required to obey any directions given by our security personnel. If you have questions or concerns, our friendly administrative staff is always available. Thank you, and enjoy your stay."
As soon as the voice's spiel had ended, a familiar tone immediately followed it over the elevator next.
Mass Effect Elevator Music - 15 minutes worth (As that's how long one should listen to this. I'm not ashamed to admit that I had this on the entire time I wrote this chapter.)
"I hate this song," Wrex muttered after a couple minutes.
"You know...I once took an elevator on Palaven. It played this tune too."
"Damn. This horrible noise was the one reason why I try to avoid working on the Citadel. You tellin' me this is played throughout Council space?"
"Guess so."
"I kind of like it."
"Of course you would," the Krogan grumbled in my direction.
"A councilor likes a tune, then Boom, you suddenly find it playing in every elevator on the Citadel. Kind of seems like an abuse of power."
"If we don't get off this elevator in the next minute, I'm going to tear that damn speaker off the wall."
Then another voice suddenly came on over the intercom. "Caution. Extreme conditions have arisen outside Port Hanshan. We advise all personnel to remain inside the facility. Access to the Aleutsk Valley pass is strictly prohibited for those without garage passes. For those possessing garage passes, it is highly recommended to remain inside the facility. We will keep you briefed on any changes regarding the situation. Thank you, and enjoy your stay."
"Great," Wrex muttered.
"Hey Shield," Garrus suddenly said turning to me. "I noticed you having a couple more words with that woman at the desk...what did you ask her about it?"
"Oh," I replied in alarm, "Just...making sure we have a way to leave this place, with Anoleis' help or not."
"And how do you plan that?" Garrus asked.
Just as I was about to respond, our elevator's doors slid open, which revealed the rest of the Normandy crew already waiting for us in Hanshan's pavilion.
"There they are," Kaidan remarked as the three of us left our lift to join them.
Looking out the large glass panes behind them, one could clearly see the snowstorm raging outside. It gave me chills just looking at it.
"So what's the plan Shepard?" Garrus asked beside me.
"We're going to go speak to this 'Administrator', get our clearance to leave, and then get out of this dump to find Benezia, simple as that."
"Wait Shepard...mind if I go...do a thing while you speak to Anoleis?"
"Wait, was the Administrator's name Anoleis?" Ashley piped up, looking like she had just had an epiphany. "Didn't you mention something about him back in the dock? About him not being around much longer?"
"You're not leaving my sight," Shepard said to end the discussion.
"What if Wrex and Garrus accompany me on my errand? Make sure I don't cause any trouble."
"What are you planning on doing?" Kaidan asked next.
"It's kind of a long story. But in short, I think I'll be able to get us a garage pass to get out of here."
The Commander leered at me before turning to Kaidan. "I want you to go with him. Make sure he doesn't do anything he'll regret."
"Of course Commander," Kaidan replied.
"Come on," she said motioning to the rest of the group. "We don't have any more time to waste." As the girls walked down the stairs to Anoleis' office, the rest of the group turned to look at me.
"Well?" Wrex said.
"Well," I replied clapping my hands together. "I didn't think she'd say yes. So...uh, follow me I guess."
The three shared some glances with each other before following me down the hallway.
After asking around, which probably caused some concern for my homies behind me, we were finally able to find Port Hanshan's bar. Which also apparently served as the lobby for its executive hotel. And it definitely had the feel of one. The first thing you saw after exiting the elevator was a giant cluster of what appeared to be moss-covered rocks that were inside the middle of several bright flashing holographic rings that alternated in color, which all sat in the middle of a clear rectangular pool placed in the middle of the extravagant lobby, where one additionally found middle-aged woman in middle management speaking to middle men from various middle of the road companies, all in the middle of extremely important business deals that have probably been going on since the middle of the night. It was clear too that none of these people were middle-class, though some were maybe in middle school with how they were raising their voices and arguing loud enough for everyone outside the middle area to hear.
At first glance, the area was a little overwhelming. But I didn't plan to get dragged into the middle of it all. I told myself ahead of time that I was going to walk into that hotel bar/lobby/lounge/mezzanine with laser-like focus, making sure that my eyes scanned over every fountain, sculpture, and business person in the room for one Lorik Qui'in. And I did just that. After completing my first scan, I was able to deduce that the Turian sitting a couple yards away on our left was the guy we were looking for. Especially since he seemed to be the only Turian in the room.
Lorik was wearing a bright blue tunic, with a collar that went from the back of his neck to the beginnings of his stomach. Probably the deepest v-neck I've ever seen in my life. Although I guess it was more of an 0 shape than a v. As weird as it might've seemed on a Human though, it didn't actually look bad on the Turian...not that I was familiar with Turian fashion or what actually did look good on them.
When Lorik glanced up from his drinks however, the distinct cobalt tattoos circling his eyes and striping his mandibles immediately drew my attention next. Was one of the more uncommon Turian facial tattoos I've seen...not that I've seen many. Of course, then my eyes were drawn to the amount of drinks the Turian actually had on his table. I didn't realize the man was also a functioning alcoholic.
"Afternoon. Sit down, have a drink," he responded surprisingly jovial to our unexpected arrival. "What can I do for you?"
I quickly snapped my attention back to the alien sitting before me. "I appreciate the offer but this should be quick. Would you happen to be Lorik Qui'in by chance?"
"This would be him," Lorik replied. "What can an old Turian like me possibly help you with?"
Garrus and Kaidan both looked at me with the question, also sharing Lorik's curiosity as to why we were here. Though I couldn't see Wrex behind me, I assumed he felt the opposite. He was never interested in anything that concerned talking.
"Well, I heard you were having some trouble with Anoleis. So I'm here to strike a deal. We recover that information you have on the Administrator being corrupt, and in return, you give us a garage pass so we can leave Hanshan."
"How...fortuitous," the Turian replied. "Does Anoleis really believe that I'm so dull that I would give the location of the evidence to the first people who offered help?"
"...what?"
"Tell the administrator he can keep searching my office all he'd like. He's not going to find it."
"We're not working for Anoleis," Kaidan cut in.
"Really? So it just happens to be a coincidence that four strangers come to ask me for a means to retrieve the evidence I have? Just shortly after the Administrator happened to bring in mercenaries from off-world?"
"Uh...yes?" I replied.
"We're here with Commander Shepard, a Council Spectre," Garrus explained. "We're looking for an Asari Matriarch by the name of Benezia T'Soni-"
"A Matriarch? Ah yes, I remember her. I must say, she was dressed for her role. An asari in a pinstriped suit that sent many a tongue wagging among the younger male employees. So to speak."
"Huh. That does sound like something off an extranet fetish site..."
We all turned to look at Kaidan.
"What?"
"I fail to see why a clothed female would be more interesting than a naked one," Wrex grumped.
"I think it's imagining what's under those clothes that gets someone so excited," I replied. "Or so I've heard."
Garrus coughed loudly. "As I was saying...from what we've been told, the Matriarch left this facility a while ago. I believe we'll need this garage pass my associate mentioned to leave this place and give pursuit."
"I see. So you say you are all here with the Spectre." Lorik Qui'in leaned back in his chair for a moment, looking over our motely group, seeming to assess the validity of our claims. Then he placed his arm on the table and his chin on his fist. "I did acquire evidence of Anoleis' illicit actions during his tenure as Port Hanshan's Administrator. And yes, his hired goons are ransacking my office for it as we speak. If you really are here with the Spectre...than you'll enter my office and destroy the console that contains this information."
"What? Why would you want us to destroy it?" I asked bewildered.
"The information on my computer is backed up on another system offsite every minute. If the hardware is destroyed, the files I have on it can simply be recovered on another one of my employer's many servers."
"Uh...so how can we prove that we did that?"
"By bringing back its smoldering remains. I'll know it's mine when I see it."
"You want us to bring back a pile of scrap?" Wrex asked him incredulously.
"Precisely."
"Ooookay," I replied. "We can do that."
"Good. Then we have a deal."
"What about the people the Administrator has searching your office?" Garrus quickly cut in.
"Ah...well, that's the one other-what is that charming expression Humans like to use...fly in the lotion?"
"Mmmm, did you mean a fly in the soup?"
"I think he meant a fly in the ointment."
"That's the one," Lorik agreed.
"What?" I said turning to Kaidan. "The hell is that?"
"A fly in the ointment? It's a phrase you use for when something spoils an otherwise enjoyable experience. My father used to use it all the time."
"You were saying?" Garrus interrupted.
"Ah yes," Lorik Qui'in continued. "I believe violence against Anoleis' thugs will be necessary. He has members of Hanshan's security team searching my offices. He is paying them under the table." Then he quickly added "Ms. Matsuo is unaware of their outside employment."
"How many are inside?" Garrus interrogated.
"I wouldn't know," the other Turian replied. "...will this be an issue?"
"Not at all," I replied. Garrus and Kaidan looked at me with concern.
"We're talking about harming law enforcement here," Garrus said angrily, crossing his arms.
"If they're paid under the table, they're crooked. You know what we did to crooked cops back on my world?"
"Well we're not on Tuchanka Wrex are we?" Garrus shot back. Wrex gave him a dirty look in return.
"They might be dirty, but that doesn't mean we have to outright kill them," Kaidan argued.
"We'll see what happens when we get there guys, alright?" I addressed all three. That seemed to quiet them. Then I turned back to Qui'in. "We'll be right back with your...computer."
"Excellent. Here is my pass to get into our offices. It will activate the elevator that'll take you up, which you can find right outside Port Hanshan's garage. My office in particular is located on the second floor of our rented space, the far left corner upon walking in."
"See you when it's done," I said taking it from him. Giving a quick nod to Garrus on my left, I started to head back toward the lobby elevator that would take us back down.
"Oh, and do try to keep the blood stains off the carpet would you?"
"We should go find Shepard. She'd know what to do," Garrus said as we exited the lift.
"That waaas the original plan," I replied.
"And it's changed?" Kaidan questioned.
"Yeah. You guys are right, we don't want to kill anyone just because they wanted some extra credits."
"We don't? WE should just go in there, grab what we want, and put down anyone stupid enough to get in our way."
"Why would we not inform the Commander about this?"
"Because Kaidan, Shepard isn't exactly the person you'd want for a delicate situation like this."
"It's easy. Just aim your gun and shoot."
"What? What are you talking about?" Kaidan badgered as we walked down a flight stairs.
"Are you serious? Dude, she shoots anything that looks at her funny. What do you think will happen when she goes into that office?" I found Kaidan looking at me now like I was crazy. Shocked, I turned to Garrus. "Back me up on this. Shepard would kill everyone in that room, no questions asked."
"Well...Shepard does tend to use excessive force...when the situation calls for it."
"I'm telling you, it'd be as easy as taking candy from a Salarian."
"What? She knocked out a reporter because she looked at her funny!"
"I have to admit, if I was Shepard, I probably would have done the same thing," Garrus replied.
"Khalisah had been denouncing the Commander and her actions for years. I wouldn't have gone as far as she did but I wouldn't say the Commander's action was unwarranted."
"She's a violent psychopath!"
"She seems normal to me."
"This coming from the bloodthirsty Krogan! Are you guys playing with me right now?!"
"I'm calling her Shield," Kaidan said, bringing a finger to his earpiece.
"Fine! Don't come crying to me when this whole thing turns into a Tarantino film."
"Tarantino? Haven't heard that name before," Garrus responded as we entered the hallway leading to the garage and our destination. "Are their films good?"
"Uh...yeah. I guess. Usually. Wrex would probably like them."
"Shepard?" Kaidan radioed her again. "Shepard you there?"
"Yeah," she replied as we rounded the corner.
"Commander!" Kaiden replied shocked. I had to say I was too. "What are you doing here?"
"I was about to ask you the same thing," the red-headed Spectre replied, putting her hands on her hips. "Did you get a pass to the garage?"
"Actually, we were just about to," I cut in. "If we do this favor for someone, they can get us one."
"What's the favor?"
Moments Later
Although the elevator was significantly larger than the ones we originally took down, we were all still a little cramped. Shepard's elbows were jabbing my sides, I was being pressed up against Ashley, and in front of me, Garrus' fringe was close to poking my eyes out. I had to dodge a couple times as he turned his head.
"What happened with you and the Administrator," Kaidan asked as our lift began to ascend.
"We asked for clearance to leave but...the blizzard has all shuttles grounded and he refused to give us surface access. We stated our case but the bastard still didn't budge."
"Did you try twisting his arm a little?" Garrus asked.
"More than a little. Like I said, he didn't budge."
"So what were you doing in the garage then?" Kaidan wondered.
"Tali thought we might be able to get a pass from one of the mechanics that worked there," she replied.
"Smart thinking," Garrus replied.
"Or so we thought. We only ended up finding the chief mechanic. And he refused to let us borrow his."
"Was afraid of being 'sued into the next spiral arm' if he did," Ashley added.
"That's when we ran into all of you," Tali said next.
"We did learn however from our talk with Anoleis that Benezia is here on Saren's orders. Saren's a major investor of a company called Binary Helix, which has a laboratory located on Peak 15," Shepard further explained.
"Do you think they're helping him find the Conduit?" Kaidan asked.
"We're sure as hell going to find out," she replied.
"Wait," I spoke up, as the thought came across my mind. "Anoleis' secretary, Parasini..."
"What about her?"
"Did she not mention that you guys should go talk to someone?"
"Yeah, Lorik Qui'in. But you were all already talking to him weren't you?"
"Yeah...we were," Garrus replied looking over his shoulder at me.
Then the elevator music came on. As the tune began to fill the space, the topic was just kind of dropped. We rode the rest of the ride up in silence, listening to it. I found myself oddly calm, in contrast to what we were about to do. In just a couple-
The elevator suddenly stopped and its doors slid open.
-seconds, we're going to have to shoot our way through a crap load of mercenaries.
As we started filing out of the elevator, two ERCS guards in black plated armor noticed our arrival whipped their guns around to face us.
"FREEZE! Hanshan security! This office is sealed. Turn around and go back the way you came!"
As the first one out of the elevator, Shepard responded first. "What will you do if we don't?"
The woman nervously glanced at her Turian companion before answering Shepard. "You're the Spectre right? Lorik Qui'in is under investigation."
"I heard Anoleis is paying you to shake this place down. That makes you a criminal. I can kill criminals." The crimson armored Spectre brought her sidearm up and cocked it half-heartedly.
"You're bluffing." The guard didn't seem so sure saying it though.
"You're right. They're actually going to let me eat you."
Hearing Wrex's comment, the guard's eyes grew as large as dinner plates, desperately trying to recall whether or not it was an urban myth that Krogans actually did that.
"When the wager is one's life, is calling the bluff really so wise?" Liara chimed in.
Before she replied, I noticed the Turian guard behind her glance quickly to his left, behind the wall that blocked our view for the rest of the room.
Oh shit.
"He ain't paying me enough-"
The Turian raised his gun inch by inch as she lowered hers.
Oh shit.
"-Alliance troops or whatever-"
"WAIT!" I shouted, holding up my hands. The Turian's attention affixed to me in alarm. "Don't do it," I said staring at him.
"Do what?" he played innocent.
"Shepard," Ashley whispered behind us. The red-head looked at the marine than up the stairs Ashley motioned to on our right. A gunman was peeking around the top of the stairwell's corner, already training his weapon on us.
"How much is he paying you? This is a fucking Spectre you guys!" I ended up yelling to the entire room.
"Shield. Shut the hell up," Shepard hissed at me, not failing to break eye-contact with the ERCS goon.
"Are you all really willing to die over a thousand credits?!"
"He's just paying us a couple hundred," the Turian replied warily, gun now pointed unabashedly in our direction. On the balcony above him, I now noticed a sniper also trained on our position.
"Do you see that insignia," I said pointing to the crest on Shepard's shoulder. "She's. A. Council. Spectre." I said as slowly as possible to really bring it home. "A person so deadly that they're chosen specifically out of thousands by the Council themselves to stop galactic threats. And hell, this is a thousand year old Krogan battlemaster," I said jabbing a finger back at Wrex. "And an Asari Commando, and two N7 marines, and a Quarian tech whiz, and the famed mercenary Archangel, who took down three gangs on Omega simultaneously."
"Who?" the Turian and Garrus both asked.
"Half the people behind me are biotics, on par with Asari Matriarchs," I now started to shout again, so every hidden merc in the room could hear me. "As soon as you down their shields guys, they're just gonna bring up a barrier immediately after! You're not even gonna be able to touch them!"
Miraculously, Kaidan, Wrex, and Liara took that as their cue to all glow blue to demonstrate.
"You all have on a count to three to lay down your weapons and leave!" Shepard shouted.
"Do you all really want to give up your lives for some sleazy executive who couldn't give a damn what happens to you!? Hell, he's extorting your own fucking company!"
"Three."
"Is a handful of credits really worth dying over?!"
The Turian narrowed his eyes. The female guard next to him was wild-eyed now, clearly in a state of panic.
"Two!"
"Think about how you're breaking the law! No wait! Think of your families! Is this worth your lives!?"
"ONE!"
"Alright!" the Turian in front of us shouting throwing down his weapon. His associate immediately mimicked him, seemingly scared shitless by the standoff. "Come on guys!" he shouted behind him. "No one be stupid! It's a fucking Spectre!"
The sniper on the balcony above peered through his rifle for a couple more moments before standing back up and putting the gun back over his shoulder. The symphony of folding guns followed throughout the room.
"Hey, we're putting away our guns alright?!" a guy shouted walking down the stairs with his hands up. "Don't shoot!"
Shepard motioned to the elevator with her gun. Despite their replies, none of the Normandy crew put away theirs. After an extremely stressful six minutes, five ERCS guards had entered the elevator behind us without incident. And we were told the three others had taken the other lift upstairs out. As the doors to their elevator closed, we all just kind of stood there in disbelief.
"Huh," Ashley said finally breaking the silence. "Nobody died."
"I could shoot someone if it would make you feel better."
"Nah, I'm good."
Shepard gave an obligatory leer at me before silently walking up the stairwell to the second floor. As we all followed her, Garrus took it upon himself to walk up beside me. "You've ever thought about working for C-Sec's special response unit Shield?"
"Can't say I have," I replied rubbing the back of my neck. "I still can't believe that went so well," I admitted.
"Yes, I can't believe we were able to talk them down," Tali quietly agreed behind us.
"I can't believe I haven't gotten to fire my gun once since we got here," Wrex grumbled in front. "It would've been faster to shoot them."
"Though I have to ask Shield, what was that about an Archangel back there?"
"Oh...just...something I made up. Thought it sounded more menacing than an Ex C-Sec cop," I meekly replied.
"Fair enough," Garrus said as we reached the top of the steps.
"And who the hell said I was a thousand?" Wrex huffed as we followed Shepard toward Qui'in's office.
"Are you not?" I asked.
"Hey, I'm still young. I'm still with it. I'm only eight hundred and twenty seven."
"Keelah," Tali remarked. "I didn't realize Krogan lived so long."
"How do you even get out of bed in the morning...old man?" Garrus quipped.
Wrex bared his teeth as he answered his question. "Sometimes, I wonder that myself. Then I usually just remind myself about that one time someone tried to wipe out my entire race. That usually gets the ol' blood pumping. Who was responsible for that again? In my old age, my memory has been seeming a little hazy...Turian."
Garrus narrowed his eyes at the Krogan. Before they actually got into a spat, all four of us were distracted with the sudden sound of gunshots that erupted from Qui'in's office. Moments later, Kaidan followed Shepard out with a monitor in his arms, several bullet holes located in its screen.
"Looks like we're done here," I said with a smile. Before I was able to turn around though, Shepard suddenly grew hostile and whipped her gun out, aiming it at my face. "Shepard," I muttered, feeling the blood drain from my face. I don't know what warranted it but if I didn't choose my next words carefully-
"Yeah, I think you all are done here." With my eyes widened in surprise, I slowly turned around to face the direction the voice had come from. Behind me, I found the voice belonged to none other than the blonde woman we had run into before. One Sergeant Stirling. Not that I should have been surprised at all with her appearance. "I don't think any of you are supposed to be here," Stirling smirked, cocking her shotgun. The four ERCS guards followed suit behind her.
Pushing her way past us, Shepard simply replied, "You plan on making me leave?"
"Leave?" the blonde scoffed. "You think I'm going to let you walk out? Uh-uh. Anoleis is paying me a fortune for this job here-"
"A couple hundred credits is a fortune to you?" Ashley burst out.
"That's the rate he's paying the others. Mine goes a little higher than theirs."
"We don't have to do this," I quickly pointed out.
"If she wants a fight, we'll give her one," Shepard replied, conjuring a blue sphere in her left hand, aiming down the pistol in her right.
"You talk the talk," Stirling said, suddenly glowing blue as well. I definitely didn't remember her being a biotic in the game. "But let's see if you can walk the walk, especially after I break your legs."
"Hold up!" I said pushing myself in front of Shepard, while maintaining eye-contact with Stirling.
"Do you want to die Shield?!" the Spectre barked at me.
"Anoleis is paying you to find Lorik Qui'in's evidence right?!" I said exasperated to the corrupt cop. She just stared at me with her arm cocked back, definitely about to release some kind of mass effect field at us. "We already destroyed it," I said motioning back to Kaidan and the scrap he was holding. "And we didn't even kill any of your guys to do it! Look, can't we just scrape this all under the table and call it squaresies?"
"I ain't being paid to let you all destroy company property," she pointed out.
"You won't be paid at all once you're dead," Wrex replied.
"Big talk coming from an overgrown lizard."
"Stirling, you're outnumbered eight to five," I reminded her. "Anoleis is corrupt, and Qui'in has the evidence to prove it. He won't even be able to pay you because he'll be put behind bars."
"Shield-" Ashley began to say.
"This is pointless violence!" I cut her off, "and it's gonna end with someone winding up dead!"
Stirling glanced at me quickly before returning to stare down Shepard. An ERCS guard aimed further down his scope. The biotic aura around Shepard was now pulsating wildly, which the sergeant's also mimicked. My chest felt like a drum, my heart beating wildly with the Mexican standoff.
"Do you really want to die over some corporate asshole!? If everyone just-"
A giant biotic wave was suddenly released, causing a bright blue hue to illuminate the entire office. As I gasped in response, an ERCS guard loosed a shotgun volley, which was aimed entirely in my direction. I felt it hit me in its entirety.
Fuck.
Codex Entry:
Eyes in the Noveria Development Corporation
/18:01/ Secure Comm Buoy #54789254 / Encrypted / #5546 - DJ - 710
Sender: Agent Gellix
The NDC is a holding company that claimed the planet Noveria with the combined capital of two dozen major high-technology companies. Because of the NDC's ownership, Noveria is a privately-chartered colony without input from any Citadel race's government, and therefore is not legally part of Citadel space. And as the observer for this system, you know how easy it is for us to get information and contacts there. Bribery and back-room deals are the norm rather than the exception. We have moles in all twenty four corporations, along with influence over several executive officers in (but not limited to) Binary Helix, Elanus Risk Control Services, Exogeni, Genex Chemical, Guanghui Solutions, Heyuan Genomics, Serrice Council, Sonax Industries, Synthetic Insights, and Van Allen Belts.
So I want to know why I first heard that the SSV Normandy docked at Port Hanshan from a fuckin' warehouse worker. You're supposed to know the in's and out's of the entire Pax system! You have the agents and manpower to know everything about anything! You should know it all, from what corporation is currently fooling around with AI technology to when Administrator Anoleis decides to take a damn potty break! You should have had that frigate marked as soon as it entered the cluster! I won't report your slip-up to the Broker Operative Buzan, but these types of mistakes tend to result in one losing their position fairly fast. And you might lose more than just your position if a mistake like this happens again. Agent Gellix out.
Author's Notes:
I apologize for the recent lack of updates. School and all that. We'll see if I can get more out now that things are beginning to wind down. Anyways, hope you guys have been having a great day, and until the next~
In the Next Chapter: I want off this world.
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