Chap 6

The next morning was an awkward one for everyone, Klax was mumbling to himself and fumbling through the cabinet looking for something while Liera was sitting or more precisely laying on the table in their kitchen, hungover. Wes was lazily sitting at the table as well looking over Liera and the Geth who happened to be standing in front of a wall and silently observing. Wes then breaks the hanging silence, "Should we find and talk to Vomiel?"

Liera grumbles and Klax answers for her. "Leave her be runt, she's been through a lot in just a few days. When she's ready she'll talk." Klax then goes from searching the cabinets to the drawers and lower cupboards, spitting curses in his own tongue all the way. Wes huffed and ignored Klax's advice and goes to find the missing Quarian. Finding her wasn't as hard as he first thought though the random strung parts that littered the area around the engine area did help quite a bit. Once he found her he had to duck as a wrench flew past where his head was.

Vomiel was sitting down grumbling and obviously frustrated at whatever she was doing and not noticing Wes. Wes decided it was a good idea to try and comfort her, he couldn't have been more wrong but he did so anyway. He leaned down touched her shoulder and saying 'hey', and that's the last thing he remembers as a hammer whacks him unconscious.

"Little bosh'tet scared the life out of me." She says to herself before halling Wes's sorry butt into the kitchen to find Klax eating some kind of dried salted meat while Liera and the geth were in the same positions as when Wes left.

Klax laughed once he saw the state of Wes. "hahaha I told that runt not to bother ya, and what does he do haha."

The Geth looks over with a blank stare, unreadable other then showing curiosity. "Question: why does the human not follow orders?"

Klax turns around to look at the machine before turning back. "Just how he is, he obeys just fine in the heat of battle though I'll give him that."

Vomiel sets down the unconscious Wes in a chair and saunters over to the fridge and cabinet fishing through them. "Speaking of orders, when's our next mission? And how long must that... thing be on board" Vomiel states with slight hostility.

"Well, I've got no new requests from the citidel so we are going hunting; and as for the Geth, I'm thinking of making it a permanent addition perhaps as our own engineer."

Vomiel slams a cabinet door shut jolting Liera awake as she grumbles her complaint to Klax. "How can you all be so comfortable with that thing not only being free but being a crew member!? They have driven my people from out home world whether it was our fault or not!"

Klax growls and puts his foot down, both metaphorically and physically. "Vomiel as a member of my crew I don't expect you to like all my orders but I expect you to follow them. We may look like drunken fools to you Quarian but we aern't stupid I know what the geth are capable of as well as the risk involved. And seeing as how your engineering skills are lacking I found it stupid to not consider the Geth as a liable crew member. Now if you don't like it your ship is still in the hanger and waiting for you, but I will not have disorder plague my ship."

Vomiel, who is now fuming, "Orders? How can you expect me to simply stand by and wait for 'it' to kill us?!" She then stomped off after expressing herself.

Liera spoke up. "That was not a good way to handle it Klax."

He grunts before retorting. "She needs to learn that the universe isn't so black and white as she thinks it is. It has more gray then space is black."

"Oh? I didn't know you were a poet Klax, care to share some more?" Liera grins at her tease.

"Oh shut it you drunkard." Klax huffs before chowing down upon his dried meat once more.

Liera grins and retorts. "Loudmouth brute." Klax growls and just lets it go, having enough arguments for one day. It was then that Wes mumbled in his sleep, 'No mommy I don't want to wear the pink bow'. Needless to say, Klax and Liera howled in laughter waking up the target of their humor as the ever stoic Geth stands there silently.

Later on, the Klax's ship and crew are now orbiting a planet that was infamous as a pirate and smuggling hideout, because it was ravaged so badly by the Rachni wars no one could colonize the world without majorly terraforming the essentially large rock. No one had seen much of Vomiel after the episode that went down, and to be honest no one really wanted to try and find her right now. However no one noticed the missing Geth as everyone but those two were hovering in the cockpit and groaning.

Wes finally broke the uncomfortable silence. "Do we have to come here? Can't we just go wait someplace else and do a little pirating?" The human whines as he slouches and everything on his figure droops.

As the veteran crew upfront sulk at their luck, the newcomers were in the back of the ship. Vomiel still slightly fuming, grumbles about naive, bossy, and smelly Krogans. And the Geth, it was watching over Vomiel making sure that she doesn't have a fit and do something regretful, of course, this was all without her knowing. A few clanks and crashes could be heard before Vomiel finally calmed down enough to just sit down, her breathing slightly ragged as she attempted to calm down. The Geth noticing the new change in behavior decided now was a good time to leave the Quarian be, seeing as she is now calming down. That was it's saving grace too because just when it left the hanger/engine room Vomiel left her hidy hole and followed, heading to the little kitchenette.

Once there the Geth is leaning on the wall same as usual when Vomiel walked in, she ignored the robot and went about getting out spices and other cooking supplies. "If I get sick because of that krogan I'm shoving him out of an airlock!" She slams the pan down as if to proove her point across. Then the cooking truely begins as she continues to vent out her frustration. The Geth watches on with mild curiosity as the rest of the crew shambles on in, all of whom grab some form of alcohol and sit at the table.

As they sit they start to realize that the resident Quarian is cooking. Liera and Wes give a couple weak thanks at the thoughtful action. Klax just grunts his thanks, Vomiel gives a stare through her helm at his response but otherwise continues. After a few minutes, she finished and served everyone. Liera got something a kin to a large salad with meat, Wes got a steak and a slap on the back of his head, and Klax also got a steak but one much too small for someone of his size. Klax twitches and grumbles before getting up to get more food for himself. Vomiel smiled behind her helm and sat down with a copy of Liera's salad. As they ate Vomiel noticed a tension between everyone.

"Um, what's going on?" Vomiel finally asks after finishing her meal.

"We are going to hell, that's what." Wes states as he gripes and moans.

"Eh?" Vomiel tilts her head in confusion.