A/N: Hey people! Before the next chapter I actually have an announcement for you, the reader. One thing is the conversations Mav has with the voices, I've had a few people mention I should clearly mark when Maverick is talking to them. So I've made Maverick's thoughts with the voices in italics, that way you can differ his thoughts from the narration. So tell me what you think about that. Last but not least, please leave a review, even if you're just a guest! I really enjoy reading them and responding to them! Other than that, enjoy chapter 6!

Chapter 6
-Vandalizing The Citadel I Suppose-

It's been a week since I got my biotic tests and I still haven't heard back yet. I've also started to pull my weight at the warehouse, I now have started paying back the 190,000 I owe that bastard Haynes. After that I can go pay my 500,000 medical bills, and at 1000 credits a week that will take me just under two years to pay off. Of course I've already started to think up a plan to deal with Haynes but I have a lot left to do.

Until then though, I have to grin and bear it.

I finish loading the last pallet of the day and grab a bottle of water. I make my way to the door and grab my jacket, as I'm throwing it on as I walk through the lobby I bump into Broadway.

"Hehey! James, how was your shift?" he cheers as he shakes my hand. "I heard you finally reached your efficiency quota!"

"Yup!" I say as I slap his shoulder. "I can now start whittling away my mountain of debt!" I joke.

"Tell you what." He shrugs as he leads me out the door. "Let me buy you a drink, we barely talk."

"Sure, Chora's Den?" I suggest as we head out on the street.

"Not my usual place, but why not?" he says as he checks his Omni-tool.

"Don't worry, I've got your back man!" I jest as we head off down a maze of alleys.

We finally arrive at Chora's den and luckily the place isn't paced, in fact it's pretty dead. The second we take another step a huge krogan bouncer steps in front of me and Broadway.

"Don't cause any trouble." He threatens. "Or you're out on your ass."

I'm just about to tell him not to worry about it when a familiar face makes his presence known.

"Ignore Gormul." The tattooed bouncer waves off the krogan. "He's just restless because it's slow today."

The krogan grumbles at the bouncer before stomping off.

"Welcome to Chora's Den! Standard bar rules, no fighting and hands off the dancers." He leans against the wall before putting a grin on his face. "Got that Dundee?"

"You got it Ivan." I shout over my shoulder as we head to the bar. We take a seat on the barstools and a bartender appears over the counter.

"What can I get you boys today?" she asks as she leans on the bar.

"Two beers love." Broadway smiles as he holds up two fingers. She smiles back before sauntering off to get our drinks.

"So James." Broadway turns to me. "What's your story? I heard you were caught in some sort of explosion?"

"Yeah." I say as I rest in the stool trying to think of how to work this. Nobody has really asked about my background that much and I feel a guy like Broadway wants details. "I was at work, back on Freedoms Progress, usual business. Then the next thing I can remember is waking up on a slave barge."

The bartender brings us our drinks and I take a sip, hmm some sort of clear light beer.

"Wow, that must have been terrifying for the colonists." He sips his drink as he smirks at me. "Knowing you though, you were probably more annoyed then anything!"

I chuckle as I take a mouthful of my beer. "Yeah, I wasn't going to sit there and be taken away to some damn mine. No way man! Instead I took down a guard and freed a handful of colonists, next thing I know all the slavers are running out of the ship. I walk into the engine room and the core fucking supernovas!"

"Jesus, how are you not dead?" he asks. "Seriously James, how?"

"Apparently most of the blast was forced out a weak point in the roof and the rest was absorbed by shielding to keep the engineers safe in case of an explosion. The shield failed however to stop the metric ton of fucking eezo from pouring into the room."

"Explains the biotics." He nods. "Doesn't explain how you aren't a big ball of cancer." He smirks.

Shit, how am I going to get out of this one?

"I don't know, some sort of medical anomaly." I shrug. "Not like I give a shit anyway, I'm alive and have biotics that would put some asari to shame!" I guess that will work, seeing as I actually don't know the specifics of how it didn't kill me.

"What's that like?" he inquires after a mouthful of beer. "Biotics that is, the whole moving things with your mind and having barriers."

"Well, moving things was weird at first and surprisingly not as hard as I though. It's really like learning any new skill and now it's almost like an extension of my body." I tell him as I hit the halfway mark on my beer. "The barriers is odd, it just…its… when you were a kid were you ever scared at night, you know when you were in your bed?"

"Yeah of course." He tells me. "You hear a noise in the night and don't know what it is, you start freaking out thinking its monsters or aliens."

"Exactly! And when you hear that noise you pull the covers over your entire body, anything that isn't you feel like that's what the monster is going to grab? That safe feeling when you tuck your leg or arm under the covers is the feeling you get with barriers, you just know you're safe, you don't know why but you just know."

"Huh." Broadway shrugs. "That must be cool, what about throwing around that power?"

At this I put on a grin, one that probably seems more insane then I intended. "It feels like when you fight your younger sibling or anyone else who you know is weaker. You just feel strong, powerful, like you can't lose."

"You sound like you crazy you know that right?" he tells me with a worried smile.

I smile as I finish my drink. "Yeah." I whisper in a satisfied low voice as I break eye contact, just to mess with him.

"So." He continues. "Explosion, then what?"

"Then an Alliance ship called the Expedition picked me up and brought me here, then I save Haynes's life only for him to repay me by fucking me right into a shitty job and further into debt. Aila took me to test my biotics, turns out they are better than I thought and now I'm here." I finish as I slide my empty beer to the far side of the bar towards the bartender. "So I told you mine, now you tell me yours." I say in a juvenile voice.

Broadway laughs before becoming slightly somber, it's weird to see him without his trademark smile. "I was a politician on Watson, one of the best actually. The city I ran, Hamelin, was hailed as the gem of Watson." He recalls with fondness. "My crime rate was the lowest of any human colonies, which is saying something in the terminus, unemployment was nonexistent and pollution didn't exist. It really was perfect. I met my wife there and we had a beautiful baby girl, Merissa."

He smiles again but then it fades, his whole demeanor changes, it turns from his confident aura to a shut in depression.

"Then Haynes showed up, looking for someone to be the face of his company. I refused, I told him I could help more people in Hamelin then working clients for a company. So he started a smear campaign." He whispers as he hangs his head. "He… he was ruthless, there was no mercy. There were stories of whoring and drinking, gambling and drugs." He looks up to me and I see the tears form in his eyes. "The worst was what he did to my daughter, he… he told people I…" he fights back a sob as he leans closer. "…abused her." he chokes.

I can't believe what I'm hearing, no person could be that sick. I can't imagine what Haynes put Broadway through, hell I can't imagine being reminded of that every day. Haynes has no soul, nobody with a soul could do that.

Then he looks at me with a spark of anger. "I would never do that! I loved my daughter with all my heart and that fucking monster had her taken away!" he yells, drawing a few stares.

"Hey." I whisper as I place my hand on his shoulder. "It's ok Greg."

"NO!" he shouts with tears on his face and anger in his eyes. "Nobody believed me, not even my own wife! He took everything! Turned the people I loved against me!"

"Greg!" I say as I grab his shoulders. "It's going to be ok. I will make it ok, I promise you."

Greg stops as he turns his head to the side. "Sorry." He whispers. "I need to be alone, I'll see you at work tomorrow." He then shrugs me off and turns back to the bar.

"Are you sure?" I ask. "I can stay man, I don't mind."

"Please." He mumbles. I sit there for a second before starting to walk out of the bar. I notice Ivan standing by the door and walk up to him.

"Yo Ivan." I nod as he looks to me. "Do me a favor, watch my friend over there. I don't want him getting too drunk ok?" I ask as I point to Broadway. I don't want him to get in trouble. I asked him about his past and put him in this dark place, the least I can do is make sure he doesn't drink himself into a grave.

"Sure." He nods as he looks over at the bar. "No problem."

I walk out of Chora's Den and think about what just happened. How could Haynes do that? Something like that its… you just don't do that.

[He did what he had to do to get what he wanted.]

How can you say that? That's too far!

{James is right, what Franklin did to Gregory was inhuman!}

[Yes but he got what he wanted. The ends justify the means right?]

No, not like that they don't. I can't let Haynes get away with this,

[No doubt Haynes has to get what's coming to him, which is a brutal fucking murder.]

I…no I can't just murder him, that's not what he deserves. He deserves to rot, to suffer.

{You can't think like that. Live and let live!}

[No, you have to kill him. An eye for an eye.]

I can't murder someone, no matter how much they deserve it.

I shut out the bickering in my head, they aren't helping me. I should stop thinking about this all together, it's much too depressing for me. I look around to find I've wandered off to some bridge, I've never been here before but I check my Omni-tool and am relieved to find it's only about an hour's walk from Aila's place. I lean on the bridges railing and look down at the people walking underneath it, wondering where they're going and what they're thinking.

It's about a twenty foot drop down to the ground and I start to remember scenes in Mass Effect where Liara or Samara would jump down and float to the ground. Could I do that? Would I want to? I mean it looks cool when Samara or Liara does it but it seems sort of girly, floating down like that. What do they even do, lower their mass? I look down from the bridge and then weigh my options.

I'm going to jump off this bridge?

…

I'm going to jump off this bridge.

I close my eyes and focus on lowering my mass and I immediately start to feel a previously unknown weight lift off my shoulders. I look at my hands and am surprised that I'm not glowing blue, I do feel a chill though. I start to move around and notice it's incredibly easy to move, I slowly squat down pulling myself into a ball. With a quick hop I find myself five feet of the ground!

Holy shit! Why wouldn't they let you do this in the game? Shit, what else have I been limiting myself to just because it wouldn't let me do that in the game? This is awesome!

Almost instantly I sling my feet over the railing and slide off the bridge. I brace for the impact as the twenty feet closes faster than I thought, but I smile as the landing has no more force than jumping from a single step! This is so fucking cool! This would be great for free running…

I bring up my Omni-tool and open the extranet app and type in Biotic Free Running, I am instantly bombarded with over one billion hits! I click the first video and my jaw drops as I see an asari whipping her body around a city, lowering and increasing her mass to make sure she lands exactly where she wants. After watching two and a half minutes of acrobatics I decide all of the things she is doing is beyond my skillset.

I'm just about to close the video when I see something that is to cool to ignore. The asari focuses her warp to the tips of her fingers and uses it to make makeshift footholds in a flat wall. I instantly form a warp in my hands and stare at the ball of devouring dark matter, which still freaks me out by the way.

I try not to freak out as the warp melds to the tips of my fingers. If it was a throw it would move to my hands like a raindrop, it would bulk up in the direction it needs to go and then pushes its way there as a tail follows. The warp does the opposite, its slithers its way over, like watching a time lapse of wound becoming infected.

I push past the all-consuming purple swirl and walk up to the part of the wall that leads back up to the bridge. I take in a breath and plant my hand in the wall, a sinister sizzle escaping as the warp eats through the wall. I start to slowly climb up the wall and decide halfway up to lower my mass to climb faster. I clamber up over the bridges railing and am surprised to see a familiar face.

"Hey Saylem!" I say as I spring to my feet.

"What are you doing?" he quietly moans like I'm a child getting into trouble. Well, technically…

"Uhh." I say as I look around nervously. My eyes fall on the pocked wall from my rock-climbing adventure. "Vandalizing the Citadel I suppose. What are you doing?" I ask as he shakes his head at my answer.

"I'm going home." He tells me right before he walks off.

"I'll walk with you." I say as I catch up to him, shit that salarian is quick. "We should talk more man!"

I stare at Saylem and am met with silence. "Well you should talk more." I playfully accuse. Again I am met by silence. "You uh, want to know why I'm here? Or about the biotics? Or anything else in my past? That's what most people ask about."

"Do you feel you're defined by your past?" he asks quietly.

"Uhh, yeah I suppose." I shrug at the weirdly deep question. "It's impossible to not be right? I mean, that's what makes you what you are today."

Saylem doesn't respond to that, instead we just walk as the awkwardness lingers. After two minutes of torturous silence I finally can't take it anymore.

"So what did you do before working for Haynes?" I say as we make are way across a crowded street.

"R&D." he says, as he squeezes between two turians before we walk into the next alley.

"Cool, what did you research?"

"Anything. If the problem wasn't solved, we would solve it." He replies.

We continue walking for a few minutes, me asking questions and Saylem giving short, quick, simple answers. I notice that we seem to be taking alleyways instead of main streets. As we walk out of the next alley I see in my peripheral vision a huge krogan appear on my right, so I slow my pace so he doesn't run into me. Saylem however didn't notice the mountain of muscle and runs into the krogan. With a quick thud Saylem was cast to the ground as the krogan barely noticed the salarian.

"Shit Saylem, are you ok?" I say as I pull him to his feet.

"I'm fine." He mutters as shakes his head and dusts off his shoulder.

"Stay here." I tell him as I take a handful of quick strides to catch up to the krogan. "Hey! You knocked over my friend!" I shout as I grip the krogan's pauldron. "I want you to apologize!" I pull back on the krogan and my heart nearly stops. I try not to flinch as I'm met with piercing red eyes, garnished with a scar.

Urdnot Wrex.

I just shouted at Urdnot Wrex.

I'm going to die.

"Tell the salarian to watch where it's going." Wrex grumbles as he tilts his head at Saylem.

"I didn't hear an apology." I say before my brain can stop my mouth. A low, barely audible growl escapes from Wrex as he steps towards me, stopping just inches from my face. Why did I have to say that? Why couldn't I just shut up and let Wrex go about his day? Now I'm going to die in a flurry of shotgun pellets and gore. I can't back down though, not just out of pride but it might get me some brownie points later on the Normandy.

"And you won't." he growls. Shit he seems pissed, hell he's probably working on tracking down Fist. I never read the comic they made but apparently he was on the Citadel for a month or two before he finally got him.

…

Shit that means Eden Prime is close! Fuck! Shepard will be here soon and I haven't done anything about Haynes or my money problems. I need to get on that now, in fact right after I see where Saylem lives I'm going to act.

But for now I have to deal with Wrex. Krogan respect strength, but I also enjoy being alive. I'm pretty sure my barriers could stop a shot from a dreadnaught I'm so damn scared! And I think I can run faster than Wrex so I might as well stand my ground. Here goes nothing!

"I said, apologize." I try to say with some authority. My whole body is on a hair trigger as I wait for Wrex to do something. He spends the longest ten seconds I've ever experienced in my life glaring at me with blood red eyes.

"You don't know who I am, do you?" he asks as a hint of a smirk catches on the corner of his mouth. I think this is working! Ok, I think I've got this.

"No." I lie as I force myself to smirk, despite what my brain tells me. "You don't know who I am…" I put every ounce of energy and focus I can into a violent biotic flare that tears up my body before hissing out and fading like blue flames. Wrex doesn't budge a muscle, not that I expected him to flinch. "…do you?"

Wrex leans in even closer and it takes every single ounce of willpower not to scream and run away like a child. Even more willpower when his eyes narrow into a death glare and the heat from his nostrils blasts my face. Then he relaxes and steps back from my face with a smirk and my whole body cancels the self-destruct sequence it started when I first saw Wrex and my lungs fill with air for the first time in two minutes.

"You're the first person I've met on this station with a spine you know that?" he smirks before he becomes a bit more menacing. "Don't make me have to fix that." He threatens in a low tone before walking off into the crowd.

Holy fuck. I hold my breath as I watch Wrex fade way in the sea of people, the second he disappears my whole body goes limp and I start to hyperventilate. Somewhere amongst the heavy breathing and apologies to god I hear Saylem speak up.

"Are you crazy?" he asks quietly, not in an angry tone but a genuinely concerned one.

"I don't see how I'm not Saylem." I huff as I run my hands through my hair and shake my head.

"Why did you do that?" he asks me while I straighten myself out.

"He pushed you over man." I tell him. "Why didn't you do anything?"

"He was a krogan." He says as if I didn't notice.

"So?" I scoff. "You can't let people walk all over you Saylem, it doesn't matter who they are or what they are."

Saylem seems to ponder my words as we start to walk again. In silence of course. After five minutes of walking Saylem stops at a small apartment.

"This your place?" I say as I nod at the door.

"Yes." He says as he activates the door to his house. "You can come in if you want." He stands to the side.

I start to walk into Saylems place when I hear a voice come from the apartment.

"Jodin!" the voice says. "You should know better than to bring friends to our little meetings."

"Got company Saylem?" I smirk at him, but then I notice his face. It seems distraught, worried and… I see a sharp movement out of the corner of my eye and feel a sharp pain in my stomach. I let out a gasp as I stumble back out of the apartment as the pains spreads through my body. I hear a slight commotion but it's just a drone in my ears as I look down.

I inhale sharply as I stare down at the knife lodged into my stomach, blood slowly leaking out from the hilt. I look up to see a sneering turian walk from the left of the doorway and out to meet me. I try to toss him away, or to do, anything but I can't focus. Not with the pain shooting through my body. I fall to one knee as a strained grunt escapes my mouth, bending over as I wrap my hand around the handle of the knife.

"Hurry up with him." I hear the voice again. Before I can do anything the turian slams his knee into my face. I let out a yell as I feel the cartilage in my nose crunch itself apart before I fall on the ground on my back.

"Fuckin shit…" I moan as I writhe on the ground in pain. I watch helplessly as the turian starts to walk towards me, I try again to throw him away but I can't concentrate hard enough, the pain is too much. Suddenly he is knelt beside me and grabs the handle of the knife and with a sick smile he twists the blade in my flesh before sharply ripping it out of my body. I let out another scream, hoping that someone will hear me, anyone. But my scream is cut short as I her a wet thud and the pain shifts its focus. I open my eyes again to see the turian forcing the blade into my chest, five inches right of my heart.

"You feel that?" the turian whispers in my ear before leaning on the knife to force it deeper. "That's what it feels like to die."

A wet gurgle struggles out of my throat as I watch the turian smile as he takes my life. I can't do this again, I already died once. I have so much I want to do in this universe, so many things I want to explore. I won't die like this. I feel a spark of adrenalin pump through my veins as I spit the blood from my mouth and glare at the turian.

"I'll show you what it's like to die." I quietly snap at him, causing him to cock his head at me. I feel the power of a throw build in my right hand and the hunger of a warp manifest in left. I quickly bring both hands to the turians head and watch as the two powers wrap around his skull, twisting and winding towards each other, reaching for each other. Then the biotics meet as they fully engulf my assailants head…

And they detonate.

My vision is filled with blue as the dark matter forces every atom in his head to separate, sending arching streams of blue blood sailing into the air as my hands clap together where his head used to be. I feel the hot blood and bits of bone rain down on my face and blink to clear it from my eyes. The turians body slumps to the side and liters of blood pour out of his neck as at pools on the metal floor.

I use the surge of adrenaline to grasp the knife and I scream as I pull it out of my chest. I toss the knife aside and use my blue hand to key into my search history in my Omni-tool. I finally come across Medi-gel and click auto apply and in a few moments the pain dulls itself and the bleeding stops. My head droops back onto the cold metal floor as I try to wipe the blood from my face but it doesn't work, my hands are just as coated in it as my face.

My head picks up as I hear a commotion form Saylems apartment. Shit, I've gotta help Saylem. I slowly roll my body to the side but if freeze as I see my reflection in the steel floor. Blood and gore coat my face, small pieces of brain matter hang from my hair and shoulders. I stare at the horror show on the floor, the reflection slowly being dotted with the blue blood dripping from my face before being completely blocked by vomit.

I wipe my mouth and the taste of bile is mixed with the taste of metallic blood. I slowly get to my feet and I stumble towards the door to Saylems place. I try to rest my hand on the door frame but it quickly slides off to the side leaving a blue smeared handprint. After I correct my stance I open the door and slowly walk into the apartment.

"Took you long enough." The man says over his shoulder. He has his back to me and is blocking Saylems view of me, but I can tell he is standing so I know he is ok for now. "Mr. Jodin here refuses to pay us our money!"

"I already paid you this month." Saylem protests. He slowly shifts to the right and then his eyes widen when he sees me.

"Treik, I don't think Jodin here gets it…" his voice trails of when he turns to see me, covered in what's left of his friend. He stutters for a second before his hand jets to the pistol on his hip as he turns back to Saylem. Before he can level his sights the distorted sound of biotics fills the room and he is violently ripped backwards. I flinch as his back impacts on the counter in between us with a load crack, bending his spine unnaturally before the momentum pushes him completely over the countertop. He lets out an earsplitting scream as he slides on the floor towards me, stopping right in front of my feet.

"Who sent you?" I quietly ask as I lean over him. I watch as he tries to talk but a wail slips from his lungs instead. I lean closer to him a repeat myself. "I said, who sent you?"

"I don't know his name." he grunts.

"What's he look like?" I ask.

"I don't know." He sobs as he tries to move. I know he's lying, he has to know. I reach behind me and draw my kukri, his eyes go wide and he starts to beg as I bring it to his face.

"What does he look like?" I ask impatiently as pat the flat of the blade on his cheek.

"I told you, I don-" his words form to a pained grunt as I put the tip of the blade into one of his nostrils, slowly sliding it in causing it to cut the inside of his nose.

"What does he look like?" I shout at him as he starts to cry.

"I don't know!" he stutters. I push the blade deeper and he winces as he begs for me to stop. "He's human!" he cries. "Middle aged! Greying hair!" he sobs a sigh of relief as I take the knife out of his nose, the tip lightly tinged with blood.

I think about his words and an idea comes to mind. I hope I'm wrong. I bring up my Omni-tool and key in the words Frank Haynes. I hold a picture of the bastard to the crying man.

"Is this him?" I say slowly as I grab the man's face and turn him to the picture.

"Yeah. That's him. Please, please don't kill me." he begs as Saylem walks up to me. I stand and turn to him.

"Saylem, did you know this?" I ask, trying not to sound angry at him, mainly because I'm not. I'm angry at Haynes.

"No, it doesn't make sense." He stammers as his eyes dart around the floor, trying to make sense of the discovery. "Why would Haynes do this?"

"I don't know." I say as I place my free hand on my chest wound.

"We should call C-Sec." Saylem nods as he walks over to me and looks at my broken nose. "Your nose is broken."

"Thanks genius." I wince as I touch my nose. "Whatever you do, don't tell C-Sec about Haynes."

Saylem cocks his head at me. "This could put Haynes in jail." He tells me.

"That's not enough." I mutter. "Besides, if what he says is true, Haynes never left a paper trail. Just one face to face meeting probably." I tell Saylem. "I've got something else planned for Haynes, I'll tell you guys later."

I look at the man on the floor, trying to figure out what to do with him. I quickly decide I can't kill him, he gave me what I wanted to know so it wouldn't be right. I turn to Saylem and am about to speak when I hear a door open and turn to see two pistols pointed at me.

"Don't move!" A flanged voice orders. The two men step into the room and I curse my luck to see its Garrus and the short detective from before. "C-Sec, drop the weapon!" he orders.

I suddenly realize just how fucked I am as I see the headless body out in the street through the open door. I look down and see the broken, sobbing man on the ground. His blood hanging off the kukri gripped in my hand, the hand that is soaked with the blood from the turian outside. Now I have Garrus and another officer staring at me down the barrel of a gun. I can only imagine how this looks.

"You're under arrest."

R/R

XRaiderV1: No, I don't. But I do now! And how was that for biotic explosion? Biotic watch list make sense right? I mean, they keep trace of citizens who own firearms (where I live at least) why wouldn't they do it for biotics?

masterdude94: No problem man! Yeah they have watch lists for everything don't they? But if it catches a few bad people, what do I care if they see my search history? Not that I want people to see that… but I'll never have to meet them so I don't really care. Thanks for reading!

CrimsonKnight117: Yeah Garrus is pretty awesome isn't he? I honestly think that everyone is on Cerberus's watch list in some way or another. Thank for reading man, and I mean it every time so enjoy the story!

Wolfshark: No problem, and thanks!

Spiritstrike: Haha, I had a sneaking suspicion you were a Garrus fangirl! Good eyes, that was barely even a cameo! I'm surprised you saw it, you must be a true fan of his work, I know I am! Yeah Aila's a really nice person. The biotics test actually played slightly off of The Encyclopedia Biotica by LogicalPremise, if you want to learn about biotics this is the place to go! Defiantly try playing as a biotic though, I just did a replay as a vanguard and loved it! Yeah three twists, give or take, I love keeping you on your feet. My Milo and Otis tape unfortunately broke, so that's depressing… I should see if they've got that on dvd. Don't take too long with chapter 8, I need more reading material!

shipwreck321: Thank you, I'm glad you liked it!

Atsirk Enoh: Thanks, I find having dynamically different characters increases the chances of someone relating to a character and liking the story even more.

Orchidellia: Really? I love SI's, I find they give a more plausible reason for cannon change other then oh, they found the quarians first or oh people were born in different areas and raised differently. Not that some of those stories aren't amazing, in fact I've read a lot of the more popular ones and really liked them. I just prefer seeing the series in a different light I guess. Really? I hear the sarcastic one as Handsome Jack from Borderlands 2! That is by far my favorite villain that has ever existed, he make you laugh and feel! Laughing in class is something I've done before, mostly while listening to comedians or podcasts, it sucks when everyone stares at you like your crazy. Thanks for reading!

general-joseph-dickson: I would think you would need special skills to join C-Sec, probably some heavy schooling too. It'd be even harder if you just popped up on the radar and are in debt.

KrystylSky: Thanks man! Here you go!