Holy crap it's been too long. Sorry everybody, co-op is taking my time away plus I've been without ME2 for quite awhile and i typically play the game as i write. Sorry. Anywho, here's chapter 6
"Omega. The Citadel of the Terminus Systems they say," Joker said dryly to Shepard via her suit radio.
Gunfire resounded back into the cockpit's speakers. "Well whomever 'they' are should get their heads examined."
"Ah, but the name Terminus Systems being the key of course. Gangs, violence, occasional slavery, prostitution, thugs, and of course…"
"More gangs, more violence and a doctor who could help us," Laura finished.
"According to the Illusive Man of course," Joker said, glancing at EDI's stand.
"And Aria too. She may be a mob boss, but she has no reason to lead us astray: less humans means less money for her in the long run," reasoned Shepard as she entered the salarian's clinic.
Mordin Solus had an unusual red and white coloring as well as several scars criss-crossing his face. He was working on a patient when Shepard entered the room and of course he was talking a mile a minute. Sure, he seemed well meaning, but the mechs outside his clinic, and the lack of information before his clinic days said otherwise. Listening to the salarian gave Joker a headache, but thankfully Shepard was swiftly off to release the cure into the environmental systems.
"Vorcha, vorcha, vorcha," sighed Joker. "Why did I want to get out into the field two years ago?"
"Because you love me," Laura said smoothly as she snapped a vorcha's head back with a pistol shot between the eyes.
"Right, right. Remind me of these guys next time someone wants to 'cure' me," Joker replied.
"Noted. I need you at the helm anyway. Are these the controls we're looking for?" she asked, focusing her HUD camera.
"They match the schematics Mordin gave us. But there should be another one on the other side of the main catwalk."
"Of course there's another one. We can travel to distant galaxies but we can't put the controls for the environment system in one place. Christ on a Bike!" the commander shouted. With more rockets zooming past Shepard's head than Joker cared to count, the pilot watched as Laura slowly made her way to the other control unit and activated it. "Tell me it worked flyboy."
"I am reading a swiftly diminishing virus level ma'am," Joker stated.
"Peachy. Let's go bag us a salarian," she said as she rested her shotgun on her shoulder.
"Ah, Shepard you have returned. Knew you would, well not knew, but odds were favorable indeed. I will be leaving my clinic in the capable hands of my apprentice, he is young, but has been learning quickly. But must ask, why are you working with Cerberus? Relations were not so smooth between you and Cerberus before your death, and yet here you are, and now working with them. One can only assume it was them that are responsible for your revival."
"…Wow. I'm a woman and even I think that was talking fast."
"My apologies Shepard, but there is very little time to waste as the Collectors have already hit several of your colonies and I'm sure the Illusive Man wouldn't want too many more to disappear," Mordin said as he exited the clinic.
"You know much more than thought. At least on this subject," Shepard replied. "Your past is a bit fuzzy in your dossier collected by our mutual acquaintance. And that's saying something. So I'm gonna go ahead and say…Special Task Group."
Mordin stopped in his tracks. "Correct," he said before simply continuing forward.
"Salarians," Laura murmured.
"Now, now commander you are starting to sound like a racist, or whatever it is they call it but for aliens. How would you feel if someone treated you like that?" he asked teasingly.
"Simple Joker. I introduce them to the business end of my many, many boomsticks."
So that's that hope you think it's alright and i will swear to do much better on the mission for Garrus cuz i love it! Review por favor!