Sorry my chapters are so short. I just feel the need to post before I forget about them, plus I'm having issues writing anything long. I hope you do enjoy it.
Shepard didn't like the look of Omega, but she acknowledged that not everyplace can be like the Citadel... or even want to be like it. After a 'greeting' from one of Aria's men, Shepard took time to look over her dossiers, looking up when she heard the sound of a kick and a grunt. A grizzled older man was beating up a batarian, but that wasn't the only thing that caught her attention; Shepard looked back at the dossier, sighed, and then approached.
"You Zaeed?" She asked, skipping the need for a greeting. Zaeed turned around and Shepard kept a calm face despite the somewhat shocking disfigurement to the side of Zaeeds face. Talking for a while over the mission briefing and Zaeeds request to help finish a mission, Shepard figured that he was a solid enough fighter, someone you can trust at you six so long as you don't double-cross him. Sending Miranda back to the ship, Shepard instructed Zaeed to accompany her. The trio made their way into Afterlife, and after quickly purchasing a bottle of brandy for Dr. Chakwas, found Aria sitting like a queen in her own booth that was well gaurded.
Shepard didn't find herself liking Aria, but she couldn't disregard the fact that she ran the place with an iron grip. Sitting in a couch to the side, they started talking about who Shepard needed to find and Shepard felt like the description for Archangel sounded a lot like Garrus. Someone who'd fight for justice even when he's outnumbered. But she couldn't assume that, since Cerberus wasn't able to track him down, all she knew was this Archangel was in deep.
"Well, boys, time to do what I do best...saving someones ass." She quipped, as they left Aria and headed to the recruiter.