A/N: Ok people, I got another chapter out! I've decided to label the review response R/R instead of A/N because I can and there is nothing you can do about it. The next few chapters are going to focus on Pac, Saylem, Broadway, and Aila. Just things that set up other things, which set up more things, which will set up even more things that will bring other things crashing down in a ball of flames. Oh man I'm getting excited about all of the plans I've made! On a real life note, I saw Amazing Spiderman 2 a few days ago and it blew me away. I am HUGE fan of Spiderman and love the new ones (Probably because Spiderman 3 left a bad taste in my mouth) so if you're fan of superhero movies, go see it! Anyway, hi ho chapter, away!
Chapter 5
-I Don't Boast-
The walk to Aila's house was surprisingly short, it only took ten minutes to get there. She eventually lead me into a small apartment building and then up to the top floor. The elevator dinged open and to my surprise there was no hallway, it just opened to reveal a huge loft apartment.
"Here we are." Aila welcomed as the apartments lights clicked on. I walked into the loft and glanced around at the place. It's a really nice apartment, modern look with white as a base color and splashes of color in certain areas. Each area had a different set of colors, the kitchen had oranges and reds, the bedroom area had deep blues and purples, the living area had light greens and browns, and I could see into the bathroom door to see a bouquet of yellows.
"Holy shit Aila!" I whisper as I step further into the apartment. "This place is amazing! How could you afford this working for Haynes?"
"Well I didn't lose all of my money when I was forced here." She smirks. "And I make good money, it's the contract that's keeping me there." She says, saddening slightly. "I looked through it for hours and I even had Greg look through it, even he couldn't find anything." She sits down in a chair and starts to lose herself in her thoughts.
"Hey sorry." I say as I sit next to her. "Didn't mean to bring that up."
"No its fine." She reassures me. "Just thinking about what I had."
"I'll get it back for you." I tell her. "I've dealt with people like him, not to this extreme, but still."
"Really?" she asks me, a hint of skepticism on her voice. "When?"
"Well." I start. "Back at my old job I made… excavating machinery. When I first started it was hell, people walking all over me, my first day was probably the worst day of my life." I say as I relax into my chair as Aila listens quietly. "They broke things of mine, what they couldn't break they ruined, they tried to mentally and physically break me. At first I thought they were just picking on the new guy but it just turned into bullying."
"What did you do?" she asks quietly.
"I had enough, so I confronted the, ringleader I guess you could call him, he was actually the supervisor."
"And?"
"I got in his face, intimidated him, threatened him, I told him that if he didn't stop I would smack his eyes right out of his head." I told her.
"Did you?" she asks, leaning forward in anticipation.
"What? No. I… I don't think you can physically do that." I tell her, a little miffed she asked that.
"Oh." She mutters, sounding very disappointed.
"Yeah no, we argued, threatened, and then he took a swing at me." I say, touching my jaw remembering that day. "So I fought back. He lost but got a few good ones in."
"Is that normal for humans to fight so much?" she asks.
"Sometimes." I tell her as I nod my head. "About a thousand years ago we use to have giant stadiums and fight to the death for fun."
"Goddess." She whispers. "Do you still do that on earth?"
"Yeah but it's one on one and in a cage." I shrug "And you're not allowed to kill your opponent but accidents still happened."
"It's so savage." She mutters.
"Yeah but it's exhilarating." I exclaim as I jump from my chair. I start shadow boxing and singing. "It's the eye of the tiger it's the thrill of the fight! Rising up to the challenge of our rival!" I stop boxing and see Aila looking and me like I have a third eye.
"Is that an old hymn?" she asks slowly.
"Yeah, sort of." I say as I sit back down. "Anyway, we fought, I won, and turns out I replaced a guy who died on the job only a few days after the accident. We talked it out after that and worked it out, I understand why they were mad and I was the logical place to take out that anger."
"I suppose, its rather childish though." She says as she gets up and heads to the kitchen area. "Most asari would have tried to come to an agreement."
"Pssh, so boring." I joke as I follow her into the kitchen. "Do you, do you think that's what happened to Haynes?"
"What?" she says quietly as she pours herself a drink.
"Maybe something happened to him, I don't know, making him the way he is." I try to reason as I lean on a counter. "Maybe if we talked to him, we could fix this."
"No." Aila responds stoically. "Greg tried to talk to Haynes." She stops and looks right into my eyes. "Greg said that Haynes is a monster, I have never heard him say anything bad about anyone in my entire life."
"Then why was he so friendly to Haynes back in the warehouse?"
"Greg isn't like any human I've ever met, he doesn't hold grudges or cause conflict." She tells me. "He's told me why burn bridges? So he makes the best of it, like the rest of us. I keep telling him he would make a better asari then a human!" she smiles. There is a moment of silence before I ask my next question.
"Why do you work for Haynes?"
Aila sighs and then walks me to the living room and seats herself on the couch, I follow her and sit across from her on some weird looking modern chair.
"I grew up on Illium, my first job was to work to counter of some family sporting goods manufacturer. Within three years I moved up the ladder, as you humans say, and quickly began to run the entire company."
"The whole company?" I ask.
"Yes, I loved it!" she says with a glowing smile. "All of the accounting, organizing, just managing every single aspect and micromanaging everything!"
"What happened to the company?"
"Well, when I started it made a yearly profit of 100,000 credits." Now she put on a cocky smirk. "By the time I left the yearly profit was over 600 million credits."
"What!?" I shout. "No fucking way! What the company?"
"Have you ever heard of Nos Astra Sporting Goods?"
"No way!"
"Yup!" she smiles. "Then Haynes contacted me, asking me to work for him. I refused. I thought he had left but instead he went and falsified accounts, making it look like I had been stealing money from the company."
"How did he do that?" I ask
"I don't know, it happened a year after he first asked me to leave." She says as she tilts her head. "He must have spent a fortune on forgers, even I couldn't prove they were false. In the end it didn't matter, he came back with another offer and I had no choice but to take it, no other company would hire me after that. So now I'm here, he took me away from my dream job, my family, my friends, and my home."
I see the tears start to well in her eyes and I walk over and give her a hug. After all I know what that's like, to be ripped away from everyone and everything you know.
"It's ok Aila." I reassure her. "I'll figure something out, I'm pretty good at it."
"Thank you for saying that." She wipes a stray tear off of her cheek. "But you can't stop Haynes, I've tried, we've all tried."
"Well I haven't tried yet." I smile as I tap her chin up. "I don't take shit from anyone."
She smiles, and then composes herself. "So." She starts. "How do you like having biotics? I heard you just recently were exposed which is odd."
"How is that odd?" I ask.
"Most people who are exposed to eezo after they are born don't develop any biotics, they often become very sick and get all sorts of cancerous growths."
"Uhh, they never told me I had cancer so I'm assuming I'm fine."
"Even then though, most people don't develop biotics, and if they do they are nowhere near as powerful as yours!"
"Aila you're going to make me blush." I joke.
"What did you score?" she asks.
"Score what?"
"What is your BP level and FDSR levels?"
"I don't know what you're talking about?" I say as I cock my head.
"You haven't been tested?" she asks in shock.
"Tested for what!?" I shout.
"Let's go." She says as she stands up and walks to the door.
"Go where?" I huff.
"We're getting your biotics tested." She says as her door opens and the apartment lights start to dim.
We take a quick skycar ride to some sort of biotic testing facility and arrive within thirty minutes. The building looks simple enough and there are a lot more council races hanging around. We walk into the facility and there is a asari receptionist sitting at a desk, she looks right through me and then smiles at Aila.
"Hello how may I help you today?" she says to Aila, almost pretending I'm not here.
"Hi, we're here for a BPL test and a FDSR test."
"Ok we have a slot open right now." She says as she stands from her desk. "Sir if you could just take a seat, the tests should be over in a half hour." She begins to lead Aila away before she stops.
"No the tests aren't for me." Aila tells her as she looks back to me. "They are for him." she point to me and the receptionist narrows her eyes at me.
"Him?" she snorts. What the fuck? How could she possibly know what I'm capable of?
"Yeah me." I say as I step past Aila and up to the receptionist. "Where to?" The asari looks at me for a few seconds and then motions me to follow her. She leads me into what looks like one of those clean white rooms that they test crash cars in.
"Someone will be with you in just a moment." She says as she walks off through the door we came in from. Not even ten seconds later, another asari dressed in a lab coat walk in and looks me up and down.
"So you're here for BPL and FDSR tests?" she asks ash she walks up to me. "I'll be back with some equipment, if you would just remove your shirt and fill out this form we can begin." She quickly leaves the room after handing me a datapad
I walk over to a small table and take off my jacket and shirt and fold them onto the table. I take off my hat and the door opens when I place it on the rest of my clothes. I look up to see the asari wheel a cart full of equipment into the room. I look at the datapad and see it is pretty straight forward, I just enter my name and the datapad finds my id. I hand the datapad to the asari and she looks it over before placing it on the cart.
"Ok, put your arms out to your side." She orders as she taps my arm. I stretch my arms out and she begins scanning my body with her Omni-tool, every time it beeps she stabs some sort of node into my skin. Four minutes and eight nodes later she finally stops her scan. "Ok now follow me."
She leads me to another machine, which I had failed to notice, in the corner of the room. "Please stand here and don't move until I tell you to." I do as she says and she activates the machine.
Two arms drop down and begin to slowly turn around me, a slight whir escaping from it. After a minute it stops and beeps.
"Ok, please flare your biotics if you are able, if not just try to move your clothes from the table over there." She says as she reads the machines data. I comply and flare my biotics, a tingle surging its way across my skin. I start counting in my head and get to 109 when the machine slows to a stop, I look at the asari and she motions me to get out of the machine.
I see her stare at her data pad for what seems like ages, then she looks at me and then back to the datapad. "I'd like to run this test again." She says slowly as she eyes the data. So we do the whole thing again and this time she looks genuinely confused. "We will run this test again before you leave."
"Something wrong?" I ask as I try to sneak a peek at the datapad.
"No, just an anomaly." She tries to convince me. "It should work its way out in the FDSR test."
"So that was the BPL?" I ask. "What was my score?"
"Well don't get your hopes up, but you scored a four with potential of six." She says with slight disbelief.
"Is four good?" I ask. "It doesn't sound very impressive."
"Your current biotic power level or BPL is at four, on par with most asari and specialist of other species. You have the potential to reach six, which is a notch under asari matriarchs. There are under fifteen humans who have reached this level and they were subjected to various experiments and special conditions." She tells me. "This is of course some sort of hardware malfunction, you don't have an amp so this is impossible for a human to achieve, it's already difficult for asari to achieve these levels."
"I wouldn't count me out just yet." I smirk as she leads me to the next test.
"Do you know how to use a warp?" she asks.
"No." I reply. So she shows me and in a few minutes I have a basic warp down.
"Ok please throw a warp at this piece of steel." She says, pointing at a horizontal square steel rod with a set of measurements on the side. I grasp the warp in my hand, its different then my other powers. It feels more refined, before it was a tingling sensation of power but this is like a calm chill. It doesn't gently push and pulsate like a lift or throw, it sort of holds my hand still while gently tugging is inward like it has a desire to consume.
It's unsettling.
I quickly rid my hand of the warp and direct it to the pipe, the orb sails through the air and contacts the steel but it doesn't have any impact. It just slops itself on the pipe and starts to dissolve it. It dissipates within seconds. The asari walks over and reads the measurement on the pipe and looks to me.
"Impressive." She mutters. "This is on par with your average asari, maybe the test wasn't incorrect after all. Next up is the force test."
"Ok what was that test?" I ask as we walk over to a large metal block laying over another set of measurements.
"Discrimination." She says as she positions me in front of the block. "This is force, all you have to do is move this block as far as you can in one biotic push. The average ampless attempt is about five inches."
"Five inches?" I ask in disbelief. "I'll be upset if I don't move it five feet!"
"Please sir." She deadpans. "We try to take these tests seriously and personally I don't enjoy people who boast."
"I don't boast." I tell her as my biotics flare as I face the block.
"You may begin when you're ready." She sighs.
I square up on the block and set my right foot back. I feel the familiar tingle of raw power shoot down my arms. I start building up a yell as I feel my arm explode in energy. I let out the fiercest roar I can as I focus on the block and with the flick of my arm I feel the biotics sink to my fingers and release a loud pulse. I look as the block grinds along the floor and begins to tip, it finally stops and the load echo of its grind phases out, leaving the block teetering on its edge.
I stand up straight and turn to the shocked asari, a smug grin dancing its way across my face. I hear the loud clang of the block correcting itself by slamming into the ground causing the asari to flinch.
"You were saying?" I gloat. The asari doesn't even speak, she just taps away at her datapad with a slacked jaw. I glance over at the block and take a proud note that it passed the seven foot mark. Damn I'm good.
"This next test," she says as she eyes me nervously. "will test your surge and reserves, which in layman's is how much energy you can put out in a set amount of time and your stamina."
"Ok what do I have to do?"
"Just focus as many attacks as you can on this training dummy." She points to what looks like a crash test dummy on a pole. I walk over and ready myself for battle.
"Any type of attack or…"
"Anything you want."
Time to bust out the Maverick special. I wait for her go and immediately charge into the dummy in the blink of an eye, I quickly back step and wind up a back hand. The smack slams against the dummy and actually forces it up the poll a few inches but it's quickly forced down by a nova to the top of the head. I then spend the next two minutes unleashing biotic hell on this poor plastic bastard, until I start to sweat and my muscles strain. It takes another two minutes for me to fall backwards and slam on the floor, quickly forming a puddle of sweat beneath me.
The asari places several bottles of some sort of energy drink next to me and unscrews one, placing it upside down in my mouth and walking away. By the time she gets back I've finished that drink and three more. Ten minutes later I'm all cleaned up and dressed, waiting on the test results.
Just then the asari walks back into the room and brings me a datapad.
"Mr. Matticks I have your test results. The average human biotic scores seven in force, three in discrimination, six in surge, and nine in reserves. This mind you, is with a standard amp. You without and amp have scored seven in force, two in discrimination, six in surge and four in reserves."
"Ok so that's pretty good." I nod my head. "Except for reserves, anyway I can fix that?" I ask.
"There are several amps that are designed for reserve increase while providing a small boost to other areas." She tells me as she makes more notes in her datapad. "These are very expensive though and are mainly used by soldiers and private contractors. They run about 40,000 to 130,000 credits, civilian amp however are almost all under 10,000."
Shit that's still a lot of creds. "Ok then, anything else I need to know?"
"Yes." She says in a serious tone. "Your biotics are unprecedented and considered dangerous on the Citadel. This will elevate your biotic alert status on your id."
"What's that mean?"
"It means you are a higher threat, which means you will be put up on the extranet as potentially dangerous person and you might receive harsher treatment from C-Sec do to the fact that you are basically one giant weapon." She explains. "This will take time to process and will not go live for a few weeks, when it does you will receive an alert via Omni-tool."
"Ok." I cheerily say as I make my way to the door. "Sounds fair enough I suppose." I walk to the exit and Aila is still waiting patiently for me to finish.
"How'd it go?" she asks in anticipation.
"Great!" I smile. "I'm being put on the Citadels most dangerous list!"
Her demeanor quickly becomes worried. "Are you going to be ok?"
"Yeah, just extra security." I shrug. "No big deal."
"Alright, let's get home then." She smiles. "I bet you're pretty hungry."
"You read me like a book Aila." I laugh as we leave the building.
The rapid transit ride back to Aila's place went by quickly, we talked the whole way back. Once we got in, Aila told me to relax while she made dinner. She made some popular asari dish which to me looked like a seafood salad. It was a very smooth and elegant dish, not too many spices just a lot of flavors that complimented each other. I was just finishing my last bite when my Omni-tool beeped. I opened the message and read it to myself.
Citadel-Security Summons.
Mr. Matticks, you are to report to the nearest C-Sec Office immediately.
You are to report your story regarding the attempted mugging of Franklin Haynes.
As well as the incapacitation of eight batarians and the death of one batarian.
Failure to do so within the next hour will result in a warrant for your arrest.
This summons was authorized by Executor Venari Pallin.
Oh shit, I didn't kill anyone did I? The first batarian was messed up but I gave him some Medi-gel, so he should've been fine. Fuck I've got to get this sorted right fucking now! If I'm charged with murder it could put a serious kink in my plans to join up with Shepard.
"Aila, thank for the meal." I say as I stand up and clear my place. "I'm being called into C-Sec for questioning, I don't know how long I'll be but if I'm late and wake you up, then my bad." I shout as I put my dishes in the dishwasher and run out the door.
The elevator to C-sec opens and I am greeted by a familiar place. I look around and marvel at how much better the academy looks in real life, nobody is just standing around awkwardly, everything isn't a dark muddy texture. It's vibrant and bustling with commotion.
"Hey." I wave down an officer. "I was summoned here, do you know where I should go?"
The officer points out a desk and I quickly walk up to it and repeat my questions, only to get pointed in a different direction. Finally I end up in an interrogation room waiting to be grilled by an officer. I immediately start using my biotics to play with the chair that was placed across the table from me. I start tossing it around the room seeing how fast I can get it to go when and flanged voice enters the room.
"I know it's boring in here but can you not toss the furniture around?" I drop the chair back in its place and look to see everyone's favorite turian.
Garrus Vakarian!
"Yeah man!" I say as I stand up, I'm not sure why. "Sorry G… officer, won't happen again." I say, catching myself.
"Thanks, you wouldn't believe the paperwork I'd have to fill out if you broke that." He jokes.
"Are you going to question me?" I ask longingly.
"No, the officers who were at the scene should be here soon." He says before he leaves the room.
Holy shit! That was Garrus! The Garrus! That was cool, like meeting a celebrity. A badass renegade cop celebrity!
"Mr. Matticks?" I look up and see a familiar asari, more specifically the one who had scanned my Omni-tool at the mugging.
"Yes, how can I help you officer…" I say, fishing for a name.
"Wheyia." She fills in as she sits across from me. "All I need is for you recall the events that transpired a few nights ago involving the mugging of Franklin Haynes."
"Well." I start as I make myself comfortable in my chair. "I was walking by some alley and I saw a few batarians-"
"How many batarians?" she cuts me off.
"Three." I answer. "So yeah, I saw three batarians had Haynes against a wall. They were yelling at him to transfer money or something, I snuck up behind them to try to get the jump on them."
"Why did you do this?"
"To try to help Haynes." I say, trying not to sound sarcastic. "So I scared them off."
"How did you do this?" she interrupts.
"I flared my biotics." I tell her as I lean forward. "You know, a show of force to scare them away. And it worked, they left. So I tried to help Haynes up and next thing I knew there were nine batarians behind me, one of them was armed with a pistol." I tell her, trying to be a bit more detailed.
"Ok, and then what happened?"
"I used a biotic charge on the batarian with the weapon, I turned to my left and smacked away another group of batarians. I quickly turned to my right and detonated a nova in between the last batarians."
Wheyia quickly makes some notes and then bring up a holographic display of a group of batarians, a long line of mug shots.
"This batarian." She point to the batarian who had the pistol. "Died of two collapsed lungs as well as multiple internal organs being pierced by a shattered rib cage."
I look at the batarians face and my heart sinks, even though he was a thief I still can't help feel bad. I took a life, no matter which way you look at it, I killed someone.
{Its ok, you did the right thing. You saved Franklin and you did everything you could to help the mugger! You did nothing wrong!}
[Yeah, you helped Haynes. Good job asshole.]
Hey guys, listen, now's not the time ok?
{Ok! I hope you don't get arrested!}
[Good luck killing Haynes! Cut of his fingers for me!]
What? I'm not killing Haynes, not unless I have to!
[You will, if you don't he'll just come back to haunt you. People like Haynes don't just go away.]
Whatever. I look up and realize this whole time officer Wheyia has been telling me about the other batarians injuries. She finishes and then looks up at me.
"You are aware the possessing military grade bio-amps are illegal on the Citadel without a permit?" she says. "This is punishable by fines up to 2000 credits and up to a year in prison."
"I don't have an amp, I just got my BPL and FDSR levels tested today and they will be put on my files in a few weeks." I reply.
"Ok Mr. Matticks, your story checks out." She says as she stands up. "Under the Good Samaritan act and the fact that you showed no continued aggression towards your assailants, even aiding one of them, you are free to go."
"Really?" I say in disbelief. I killed a guy! I guess space laws are a little more forgiving.
"Yup." She says as the door opens and she motions me through it.
"Ok." I walk through the door and look around the academy for the elevator it came in from, as I leave I catch a glimpse of Garrus and another short detective storm into someone's office and I hear shouting before the door even closes. He must be arguing with Pallin about Saren, hell the Eden Prime attack must be getting close.
Actually that gives me an idea, as I walk into the elevator I quickly search through news apps on my Omni-tool. I quickly download as many apps as I can and start setting them all on high alerts for Eden Prime and filter out all of the little shit. Once I finish, I have it set up to only alert me to huge headlines. Stuff like terrorist attacks and natural disasters or ancient sentient machine races harvesting the galaxy. You know, simple stuff.
I get back to Aila's building and walk into the lobby. I see two men talking next to the elevator and I nod at them as I hit the button.
"It's coming down." One of the guys says to me. He turns back to his friend and continues his conversation. "Yeah I think its him." I eavesdrop. "We aren't sure yet but we'll get him soon enough."
"It'll be good for the project to get him on board." The other man nods, his Omni-tool beeps as the elevator opens. "Now we just have to wait for the paperwork to clear and he can get to work, I know it'll make my job easier." He laughs as we all walk into the elevator. He pushes a button halfway up the row of buttons and then looks to me.
"Oh, top floor man, thanks." I nod and smile. He pushes the top floor button and I notice a glow from an Omni-tool coming from the other man. When I look over I catch the last bit of light from his Omni-tool fade as I look at him, he flicks me a quick smirk and I turn back to face the door.
"You guys live here or on a business thing?" I ask, trying to make small talk.
"Somewhat." The one on my right says. "We're here to meet a potential client."
"Oh, where do you guys work?" I ask.
"We work for a private firm." The man on my left answers. "What do you do?"
"I work in shipping." I shrug.
"Oh yeah? Where about?" he asks.
"Haynes shipping, down on the wards."
"I have a friend who works on the shipping floor on Zakera." The man on my right brings up. "He says its tough work, but fair pay."
"Yeah." Snort. "That's exactly what it's like." I turn back to the man on my left and see his Omni-tool fade again.
"How long have you been working there?" he asks.
"Just one day." I answer. The door to the elevator opens and the two men nod as they head out. After another few seconds I make my way into Aila's apartment.
I walk in and turn to Aila wearing a loose fitting silk shirt and silk shorts while sitting over the covers of her bed reading her Omni-tool.
"What time is it?" I ask as I toss my jacket on the coat rack.
"It's just after ten." She smiles. "I'm going to sleep soon, if you want I can wake you for work tomorrow."
"That'd be great, thanks." I yawn as I pull off my shirt and shoes and plop on the couch.
"Goodnight James." She says as the glow from her Omni-tool fades, leaving the apartment in dim lighting.
"Goodnight Aila, and call me Maverick." I say as I close my eyes. "And Aila?"
"Yeah?"
"Thanks for letting me stay here. I'll make it up to you." I thank her.
"Don't worry about it." She says. "And I'm sure you will."
"You can count on it."
R/R
Wolfshark: Yeah fine print is a bitch that way eh? Well I don't want to spoil anything, war might not be the right word… ah never mind, you'll find out in about, hmm, 5 or 6 chapters if everything goes to plan. And thanks man, I'm glad you liked it!
Spiritstrike: Yup, huge jerk. Haha, if you thought that twist was big I already have like 3 more planned for the next 4-8 chapters, so get off the floor and buckle up! And of course I liked Milo and Otis,*returns high-fives* that was my childhood! And no problem, I'm looking forward to chapter 8!
Spartan1117: Yeah but if he just killed him outright, he could go to space prison and not be able to go on Shepard's grand adventure! You can't just murder someone… without a plan. ;)
masterdude98: Thanks dude! And yeah, you've got a good gut feeling, I tried hard to make him not seem evil till the warehouse, then I started hinting. Yup, totally evil. Don't all reigns of terror come to an end?
CrimsonKnight117: Yeah that didn't work out did it? Possibly, not quite sure yet but one way or the other Haynes will be dealt with. Hopefully you find what I have planned interesting, many things will be set in motion, things that will effect canon all the way to ME3! And thanks man, see you next time!
Michae1ange1o: Wouldn't call Haynes a rookie, he knows his stuff when it comes to blackmail and manipulation. Maybe if we were in the terminus systems there would be crushing involved, but on the Citadel you have to be more subtle then that.
DelVarO: Thank you man! To be honest I wasn't sure if you would be ok with the cameo but turns out you're an alright guy! ;) And don't worry, you'll find out Haynes fate soon enough. Thanks again for reading and letting me shout out your character! Huge fan man!
Atsirk Enoh: I love clichés, thanks for reading!
XRaiderV1: Naa, explosions are boring… Biotic explosions though, that's a whole other story! And I'm curious, what is a kresken?
V-rcingetorix: At the risk of sounding foolish, what is Citadel BBB? And thanks, I do plan on Mav joining Shepard and I don't think Wrex would be ok with that, it would be funny though! And I know! It bugs me because it's not blatant misspellings, its little things like no s's at the end of works that need them! It's infuriating! Those 2 words that aren't a huge deal to the few people who notice them make me rip my hair out that I missed them! I was also toying with the idea (Another reviewer made the suggestion) of making Mavs thoughts with the voices different from narration. I might try it soon and see if I like it. Thanks for reading and I will!