On the eleventh day of Andromeda,

My true love gave to me:

11% of a plan!

"You call that 'figured it out'!?" Tali seemed to puff up with exasperation. "We're going to rob the guys who just beat us senseless?"

"You want to talk about senseless?" Garrus shot back. "Talk about trying to save me... by blowing me up!"

"We were only going to blow you up if they didn't turn you over!" She crossed her arms over her chest. After the Turian's ship had been blown up so Saren's lapdog could get the Key to the Conduit from him, his helmet had malfunctioned, and Aria had captured him.

"How were they supposed to turn me over, if you only gave them five seconds!" he yelled. Tali's adoptive 'sister' had been the one to blow him up. A twisted combination of Terran flesh and metal named Jack.

"We didn't have time to work out the minutiae of the plan. This is what we get for acting altruistically"

"Our assistance is unappreciated." The Geth sitting to her left interjected. Found by the Quarian shortly after her escape from Harbinger's clutches, her suit's systems rendering any indoctrination techniques inert. He wondered how the unlikely friendship had formed.

"You're right, Legion; he is ungrateful."She nodded in agreement.

"What's important now is we get Terminus army to help us save the Citadel." The pacing Turian in the center of the room rubbed one hand over his face.

"So we can give the Key to Aria, who will just sell it to someone worse?" Thane pointed out. An assassin originally hired to get the Key for Saren, before finding out the truth behind the device. He'd agreed to help them get rid of it.

"We'll figure that part out later."

"We have to stop Saren. How?"

"I have a plan."

"You've got a plan?"

"Yes."

"Okay, first off, you're copying me from when I said I had a plan." Tali tossed her head, crossing her legs, and straightening her back.

"No I'm not." he spread his arms in exasperation. "People say that all the time; it's not that unique a thing to say."

"Second off," she continued, ignoring him, "I don't think you even have a plan."

"I have.." he started with a raised voice, only to hesitate and speak lower, mandibles flickering slightly,"...part of a plan!"

"What percentage of a plan?" Javik demanded. A notorious fossil with an incredible temper, out to avenge his people, known for slaughtering minion after minion of Saren's.

"You don't get to ask questions after the nonsense you pulled back on Omega." The Prothean had drunk himself under the table, and called Saren. 'Drunk biotic Prothean-sicle' versus 'freakishly cybernetically enhanced super-Turian' had, unsurprisingly, ended badly.

"I just helped save the Turian!" all four eyes narrowed in indignation.

"We just established, blowing up the ship that I'm on is not saving me." Garrus reminded him. His top set of eyes blinked.

"When did we establish that?" he asked.

"Like, three seconds ago." Garrus scratched at his forehead plate, fringe spiking in irritation.

"I was not listening; I was thinking of something else." the Prothean muttered in barely audible admittance.

"She makes a point; you've proven to be a poor decision-maker." Thane agreed with Tali.

"What percentage?"

"...Twelve percent?"

Tali burst out laughing.

"That's fake." Garrus drawled, fringe drooping in indignation. "That's a fake laugh."

"It's real!" Tali snapped, leaning on her knee in a tomboyish manner.

"Totally fake." The Turian shook his head.

"That was the most real, authentic, hysterical laugh of my entire life, because that is not a plan!" She insisted angrily.

"It is hardly a concept." Thane agreed.

"It is preferable to eleven percent." Legion pointed out.

"What the heck does that have to do with any of this!?" Tali threw her arms up in exasperation. Garrus clapped the Geth on the shoulder.

"Thank you, Legion." He looked at the rest of them challengingly. He didn't notice the Geth start tracking an insect as it flew nearby. "See; Legion gets it. he's the only one of you that understands."

"There is a moth." Legion pointed to the bug with one finger, still watching it closely. Tali buried her mask in her hands with a muttering of 'keelah'. Garrus sighed.

"Alright, look. Aria's gonna be here in like, two seconds, and she needs to hear this plan of ours. I need your help. I look around me, and you know what I see? Losers." he said. They all looked up at him, eyes narrowed, and he quickly corrected himself. "I mean, people who've lost stuff. And we have. Man, we all have. Friends, family... parts of ourselves we can never get back. And usually, life takes more than it give, but not this time. This time... it's giving us a chance."

"To do what?" Tali asked quietly.

"To give a Thresher's butt." he told her, eyes like steel. "For once, not run away. For one... I'm not going to stand by and let Saren unleash the Reapers on the galaxy."

"Garrus... stopping Saren..." the young Quarian shook her head. "It's not possible. you're asking us to die."

"Yeah." he let out a heavy sigh, running one hand over his fringe and turning his back. "Yeah... I guess I am..."

"Garrus." He turned his head around to see Thane rising calmly to his feet. "I have spent my entire life taking things out of this world. Some were bad, others, not. All of them contracts I was bound to, none of them my choice to take out. But this... I would be grateful to die saving billions."

"For a primitive..." Javik also rose," you posses skill. A higher potential. I would enjoy avenging my people beside you... and in the end, I will join them."

"The Old Machines believe that they are preserving life by harvesting organic civilizations. They are in severe error." Legion got to his feet quickly, eye plates bristling. "They preserve the memory of a species; but the species is not alive. We have observed this; to live as something you are not is not to live at all. The Reapers are not alive. And to add to this, the heretics are our responsibility. We wish to correct the critical error. We wish to preserve organic life, by letting organics die naturally. That is how you live."

The four all looked at Tali, who was still sitting. She sighed in defeat, then gave an amused snort.

"Oh, what the heck. We'll all be dead by tomorrow night anyway." She got up, and spread her arm out. "There; now I'm standing. You all happy now? Bunch of bosh-tets, standing in a circle."

I had to! I just imagine this scene in my head yesterday and it HAD TO HAPPEN! I had to write it with ME characters! I couldn't not!

I really hope I fit the characters in here well. As always, I enjoyed more Legion! You guys can probably tell I love writing him. I was tempted to re-name him "Chitika" in this seeing as Tali found him and EDI doesn't exist... oh well.

It's coming tomorrow! Like with Twelve Days of RoI, there will be a thirteenth 'concluding chapter' after the Twelfth Day.

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