The Flight of the Poltergeist

by MrSnippets

With the Reapers hitting the Galaxy in force, Alliance High Command has resorted to allowing every able and willing body into their covert ops, no matter the species or former allegiance. These joint missions, dubbed "N7-Ops" - after the famous N7-Program - by their operatives, try to fight back against an almost invincible appearing opponent...

4. Chapter 4

The lift stopped again. As the doors opened, they revealed a small hangar that, just like the first deck, was ablaze in activity. Workers and mechanics alike stored, stashed, fixed, repaired or bolted down seemingly everything that wasn't bolted down.

In the midst of it all stood Kajira, talking to a slender figure. Dvorak stepped out of the lift, past the flash of light that was a welding engineer, and approached them. When the Turian spotted him, she gestured the other person. As the figure turned around, Dvorak recognized the woman's face from one of the pictures on his briefing. Her name was Elina du Pont, Commanding Officer of the Poltergeist. Her close-cropped, white hair and the scar below her eye made her seem gaunt, but as the female Turian whispered something in her ear, the woman's face lit up in a warm laughter.

"Commander du Pont!" He snapped a salute.

"Ah, Sergeant Helfer." She saluted in return. "You found your way to us without problems, I take it then?"

Kajira smiled.

"Yes, ma'am."

"At ease, soldier. We're departing as soon as the grease-monkeys have finished touching up my ship, so I suggest you familiarize yourself with her and her crew. I take it you already know Lieutenant Iryn?" du Pont replied, indicating Karija beside her.

"Yes, Ma'am. We met when I was on my way here."

"Maybe she can show you around the Poltergeist, then? Objections, Kaj?"

"No, Ma'am."

"Great. Settle in, Sergeant. And welcome aboard." She saluted again. And with that, Commander du Pont vanished between the workers and crewmen, leaving behind a slightly confused Dvorak and an amused Kajira.

"You told her, didn't you?" Dvorak asked without looking at her.

"What? I'm insulted that you would even suggest such a thing!" she replied playfully.

"What kind of a name is 'Iryn'?"

"Oh don't even go there. Besides, that's Lieutenant Iryn, Sergeant!"

"Sorry, Ma'am. Lieutenant Ma'am! Lieutenant Iryn!" He started to babble.

"Relax, Dvorak. I'm just messing with you." She smirked, before heading of in the direction of the elevator. "The boss said to show you around, so that's what we're going to do. Follow me!"