prompt: Voice of Reason
"Why are we doing this again?"
Shepard gave the merc a cool stare. "We can't leave mercs in posession of that cargo, Massani."
"That's bloody obvious. Why are we doing this," his gesture took in armor, guns, and shuttle, "Instead of blowing their goddamn ship with the thanix cannon and breaking for a beer?"
Shepard shook her head decively. "We don't know who or what is on that ship; any innocents or anyone who chooses surrender we leave alive."
The mercenary shook his head and followed Shepard into the shuttle. "Don't know why you have the bloody frigate if you won't use the bloody guns."
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Shepard dove into the open door of the kodiak under a barrage of fire one sweaty, bloody hour later. The shuttle wheeled away just ahead of the explosion that ripped the ship appart.
Zaeed rolled his eyes. "Listened to me, woulda ended up the same, except we'd all be well drunk by now."
Shepard scowled.
Massani grumbled, "They never listen to the voice of goddamn reason."