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[Terca]

Deidrus heard Jess' request and nodded to himself. "I want ten men in the ship on guard, I don't want any more surprises to crawl out of the caves and crevices. They need medical so Galdos and Ral provide assistance." When his order was finished the men made their way towards the ship, the men toting medical kits following in behind. When they were in motion he clicked back to Jess. "They're on their way."

 

Alright... Next steps. He thought to himself as he turned and looked at the odd Collector vessel. This was a very important step, ascertaining who the hell was actually retrieving the humans. Collectors of all the choices seemed a bit outlandish but with the evidence around him he could hardly argue against it anymore. The issues now became 'why are the Collectors collecting this many humans?', 'how are they able to do this?' so on, so forth. They lived beyond the Omega-4 relay for one thing, a one-way trip for every ship that had attempted to cross through it. No ship ever returned leading to the assumption that the Relay was either broken and firing them to a locale where there was no matching relay, or that the destination itself was inhospitable. The options were not particularly nice though given the fact the collector vessel had managed to cross safely there was some mechanism.

 

They would need to tear the ship apart more likely than not. Hopefully something in the command deck of the ship would prove useful... Beyond that something would need to be done to dismantle it. Naleena's 'VI' would be of some use here though whether or not it could interface with all the information on the ship would remain to be seen. The ship was abnormal to be sure and while at least some of the mass effect tech would need to be the same he wasn't sure how much else would be similar. He wasn't a tech though, his postulations could be completely off-base.

[sH0tgUn jUliA]

Naleena tapped her communicator. "Deidrus, the code sequence works. I can have VERA upload the the sequence and instructions to your techs if you would provide me with their omni-tool frequency. Let's get these people to safety."

 

Deidrus contacted a combat tech who sent Naleena the frequency. VERA uploaded instructions and the Turians followed them to the letter. Soon more humans were awakened.

 

Naleena left the man and walked over to Deidrus. She was exhausted. "That was worse than I expected. Yet it went better than I'd hoped. I know you lost men, but we should give Aria something. Although you may not like her, you built a bridge here. Allies are always good to have. The gift should come from you."

[Terca]

"I wouldn't say I dislike her." Deidrus grumbled good-naturedly as he tried to artificially raise the atmosphere a bit. "But I agree. I'll see to it that Hierarchy ships working in the Terminus can get their hands on the bodies since we don't have time to return to Council Space, not right now." He shook his head to himself as he looked from their immediate surroundings to the ship  and began thinking about what the Queen of Omega might like as a gift for the beginning of a hopefully fruitful business relationship.

 

"I'll think of something and have some of our specialized techs come out here to start looking at the ship. You've earned yourself a rest. You can return to the Audron for reprieve if you wish, or somewhere else on Omega at that." He turned to activate comms but paused for a moment. "Ah, as this is a successful victory I would not mind if you decided to get yourself something nice on the Audron's budget. Septimus can have it ordered for you. The man has always had a particular skill for finding things."

[sH0tgUn jUliA]

Naleena thanked Deidrus and went to oversee the technicians who were now tending to the pods.

 

The human over whom she wrapped her coat approached with her coat over his arm. "Here's your coat. Thank you. I gave one of the techs my name and he informed me that my wife is in your Med-bay. Apparently my daughter is still among these pods."

 

(paragon interrupt) "Let's take a walk, shall we? If you see her I'll open it," Naleena said and took her coat. The two walked slowly by each pod until they came upon one holding a young girl. Naleena knelt and began activating it. (Paragon + 9) Deidrus noticed this, and wondered if the cold-hearted assassin might not be as cold-hearted as she led others to believe. 

[Kel Riever]

Earth, New York City 

 

Jen Severn looked out of the apartment she lived in with her mother, twenty five stories above the streets of Manhattan.  It was raining, and she enjoyed the play of the water on the large pane windows.  Her middle brother Keith would bother her about the view never changing, but to Jen, there was always something new to see in the colored sign lights, yellow air cars and tiny moving figures down below.

 

A message from Morgan was opened on the view screen in front of Jen, next to the medical displays and equipment that were part of her everyday life.  Morgan had written to her a month ago, and he was due, but he always wrote.  She thought about him often, beyond the solar system, travelling the Relays.  Without Morgan, she would never have gotten the treatment she needed to survive.  Morgan was her savior and Jen hoped that he could visit again.  He hadn’t been to Earth in more than two years.  She wanted to see him in person.

 

The door to the apartment opened.  It was Mom, stopping by from her work at the library for lunch.  “Hello, sweetie,” Mom called, “You hungry?  I’ll make us both something.”

 

“Not really Mom.”  Jen closed the message and opened a streaming music feed to listen to.

 

“You have to eat something, Jen,” Mom tisked, “Especially when taking your medicine.”

 

“Fine.  Cream cheese and jelly sandwich.”

 

Mom made an exasperated sigh, “Same thing always.  Why don’t you try the feta and sun-dried tomato salad leftovers I had from yesterday?”  When Jen didn’t answer, her mom sighed again, “Okay, sandwich.  You are lucky I love you.”

 

“Yes, mom,” Jen said, rolling her eyes while facing away from her mother, “I am.”

 

While mom made lunch, Jen glanced at the medical monitors to see the last of her daily meds being delivered into her system.  The equipment was as advanced as she’d ever had; a desktop computer interfaced with Jen’s omni-tool, which in turn was linked into the body suit that she wore.  Pharmaceutical were delivered from a packet at her belt through the suit, to be absorbed by her skin over the course of an hour.  Once it was finished she could change out of the silvery suit, though she liked it.  Although she wasn’t supposed to, Jen often wore the suit for fun.  It was more comfortable than anything else she had.

 

“Here you are.”  Mom brought over a plate with the sandwich and a glass of water.

 

“Thank you.”  Jen felt her appetite coming back.

 

“How’s your study going at NYU?”

 

“Oh mom, fine.”  Jen chomped down on a big bite of the sandwich, tasting the sweet, gooey treat.  She talked and chewed at the same time, “But you know I want to transfer to Vancouver.”

 

“My son…,” Mom started.  She put her hands on her hips and twisted her mouth, “Morgan, if it weren’t for him, I don’t even know how I’d cope.  But look where his career led him.”

 

Jen looked up as if struck, “Mom!  Vancouver is where to be if I want to work my way into the Alliance.  I’m studying medicine for crying out loud.  I don’t need you to watch over me.”

 

Mom had a way of looking at Jen, with her half gray, pulled back hair, dark eyes, and glasses.  The librarian in her had been trained to give people a ‘be quiet’ look that shut them up.  But Jen had seen it too many times.  Though she said nothing else, the daughter stared back defiantly.

 

“Oh, Jen,” Mom capitulated, “What am I going to do if you move?  Maybe I should go with you.”

 

“No!  I mean, no, Mom, come on.  I don’t have seizures.  What I need is daily medical care and that comes from the doctors and hospitals.  They get paid by Morgan.  It isn’t like I am going to become a soldier.  I don’t need you for anything.”

 

The hurt in Mom’s eyes was evident.

 

“Oh, you know I don’t mean it that way, Mom!”  Jen saw the smallest glint of her mother’s eyes watering up. “Mom, you come and visit, as often as you’d like.  I mean, but I need to be independent at some point in my life.  There isn't a better opportunity than working for or with the Alliance.  Besides, we’re jumping the gun…I haven’t even been accepted yet.”

 

Mom crossed her arms defensively.  “You’re right.  My little baby daughter.  What am I going to do?”

 

“I’m twenty seven….”

 

Mom smiled, “Well, I know you are going to leave, because there’s no way you will be rejected from Vancouver.”

 

Jen chuckled.  “Thanks, mom.”

 

“Still, you could always stay in New York.  Maybe you’d finally rub off on your brother.”

 

“Mom!”

[Redbelle]

Jess stood back as the medical and quarantine team took over. On arrival Anika had directed them up and they now clustered around Morgan. Jess tried to banish the image of vultures about to feed on their prey. "Careful"! She muttered as one tried to prise his hand off the helmet pinned under him.

 

The Turian looked up, mandibles clicking in annoyance. "I know what I'm doing Miss".

 

"Captain". Jess corrected.

 

One the other Turian's holding a scanner chortled. "Yeah? Where's you ship"?

 

"Your standing on it".

 

At that the Turians turned and regarded her quizzically. "This ship is Turian property".

 

"Funny luv. Because I didn't see a Turian board it. And no Turian was aboard when we captured it. You want the ship? You have two choices. Pay the three of us who took it one third it's value now, or take it to a court".

 

One of the Turians hissed. "The Captain won't let you".

 

"Your captain is currently moored to a station of one of the biggest, meanest, most cut throat business dragons of the galaxy. Aria will be trying to make a claim on this ship and she has a whole station to back her up".

 

"The Captain's a Spectre"!

 

"So we have a Turian whose above the law. And an Asari who decides what law is on her station. Those two going herd to head is something I want to head off since it'll mean the Audron's crew getting caught in the middle. Right now me, Anika, and that man your trying to help have the best claim to ownership under intersteller law".

 

The Turians looked at one another and Jess sighed. "Look luvs. Salvage law is, in some ways, similar to wartime law. The capture of a vessel and its cargo makes the captured ship a spoil of war. And those that captured it gain shares in it's value insofar as both compensate the salvor. or in this case captors, for risking life and property to acquire said vessel. The value of this ship is off the charts since we don't know what it contains. Androkan want's it for the intel it can give us. Aria wants it because as far as we know, it's the only Collector ship that exists in the hands of someone other than a Collector! Add to that Aria knows the stories that the Collector's fly around this part of the galaxy. She want's it and doesn't give a frack if one Spectre and his ship want to stop her getting it"!

 

"So luvs! Do me a favour and get that man to the medical bay! Get Androkan on the horn! And tell him to back my claim or Aria might damn well march all of Omega down here to seize the only lead we have as to finding out who these bugs are! Clear"!

 

The Turian's looked at her. One made to speak but a glare from Jess cut him off and he turned back to his task. "This human.....".

 

"Morgan. His names Morgan".

 

".....Seems to be..... paralysed? In some sort of statis? I don't know".

 

"Can you get his hands off the helmet"?

 

"Yeah, there's some flex. Just hold it down. Something's buzzing around in there".

 

Jess watched as slowly, the Turian's extracted his grasp on the helmet and loaded him onto a stretcher. As they fussed over him the other team brought out a large transparent, cylindrical container held in a box metal frame. One opened up one end and held it down while the othe gently slid the helmet inside. Making sure to keep whatever was inside from escaping. The job done, they sealed up the container and hit a stud on the frame. The glass went dark and the buzzing fell silent. Nodding to the other's they started down and out of engineering.

 

Jess looked on after them, biting her lip. "Ann".

 

"Just go already". Anika motioned her off with a shooing motion. "I'll stay and enforce the claim".

 

"Bless you luv".

 

"Bless me with a cut of your share".

 

"Dream on". Jess grinned and hurried on down after Morgan.

[Redbelle]

As she hurried on after she commed Androkan.

 

"Captain Androkan. This is Captain Stone. Look, I don't know if you've thought this far ahead, but we've just bagged the most valuable ship in the galaxy at this moment in time and it's sitting moored to the station of the biggest ****** this galaxy has. She's going to want it. If she can't get it she'll want something else in order to let you have it. I've claimed the Collector ship and salvage law supports me on this. If she screws me with no compensation then everyone on the station will know Aria screwed one of their own. She'll want to avoid that. Bad rep and all. Back my claim and I'll let you boys ride roughshot through it while keeping Aria off your back".

 

With that out the way, Jess sighed. Then placed a private call to Aria.

 

"Aria? Jess. Now the big bangs are out the way I thought you'd want to know., The Spectre's going to want that Collector ship and can bring in the Citadel fleet to make it happen if needs be. Now me and two other's have laid claim and if you help us ram it home I can promise.......".

[sH0tgUn jUliA]

"You've laid claim to that ship? Ha..ha..ha!" Aria laughed, "And just how do you think you'll get it out of here without me having it blown out of space? And I don't think any Spectre is going to bring a Citadel fleet into the Terminus. You have no idea with whom you're dealing, do you, Captain Stone? I can handle the Council. Androkan can make his call for his 'fleet' as you say. One call from me to the Council and it gets denied."

[Terca]

Deidrus listened to Jess' request and shook his head. So many things that could be done about this. He mused to himself. Stone trying to get possession of the ship was an unforeseen situation he would admit but Pirates were pirates regardless of whether or not they made use of those particular skills. Backing her possession of the ship would lead to an unknown set of possible outcomes and at present he wasn't particularly interested in finding out which one of the unknowns might show itself.

 

If push came to shove there was always 'Spectre Deniability' but he didn't like using that. On people that were of use that is.

 

"Sir, Captain Stone has stated she has control over the Collector ship by Salvaging rights." One of the medics reported to him, obviously somewhat angry with that development. "Any orders to reconcile this issue?"

 

"None as of yet." He replied calmly. Again, he was not too interested in playing with this particular line of inquiry. "What is Morgan's status?" He asked.

 

"Some form of Paralysis. An unknown lifeform was found in his helmet and it will be taken back to the ship for analysis." The Medic replied, his professional tone returning.

 

"Good." Deidrus paused and drew a finger down the bridge of his brow and down the slope of his nose. "Provide me with a report of what is occurring if the situation changes significantly. Androkan out."

 

He cut comms and walked to a nearby lift to get to some of the more lively regions of the station. He needed to think and a drink would serve him well.

[Redbelle]

Jess sighed. "Luv..... Aria..... Can it for someone who cares. Bottom line. Androkan's people are on that ship right now. And the core is a big one, great for overloading and making a giant firework in space. And I'm still not about to let you off the hook so easy for hiring that waste of volume to take chunk's out of my ship. That said, we're not about to start duking it out on your station unless you push the Spectre into a confrontation. And I'm not going to push him that way since I'm prepared to forgive and let bygones be bygones".

 

"So here's the deal luv. We play nice. I'll let you in on the ship after Androkan's people have found the link to getting at the Collector's who brought those pods on your station. I'll even drop the price so you can buy it nice and cheap leaving no-one to dispute your claim......".

 

"The flip side is you take something you didn't have the gut's to take yourself when the Collectors held it. The people.... my people. The one's I rub shoulder's with on a regular basis learn that Aria's air of mystic is nothing but air to cover up a greedy streak. And The King and Queens Trading company I represent..... the one you wanted in on, blacklist's Omega. Now we both know that you don't so much care for the money since you own the Eezo mines on Omega. But we know you want our ships. You want our market's. And you ultimately want the influence that the Kings and Queen's has over the part of the galaxy you can't make a dent in since we've sewn it up".

 

"So let's not do anything either would regret luv. Let's play nice. Because ultimately, we both want to see this business carried out with the least cost to ourselves. surely I don't have to tell an Asari about the virtue of patience"? Jess paused racking her brain. "Say..... whatever happened to that Collector tech they brought with them? Be a shame if it went missing in all the confusion of the fight".

[Terca]

"Well this is a sunovabitch." Eteon murmured to herself as she looked at the Collector in front of her. The Captain that they had captured had barely moved since he was restrained in a reinforced cell of the Audron. It was bound to the wall with its arms at odd angles, and despite the supposed agony traveling through the insect-like being it made no noise other than a few shrill but low clicking noises. It didn't look like it could speak in the first place let alone divulge any information, much to the Turian's slight irritation. Pathos and logos weren't making it through to the Collector, neither were any of the more... Imaginative methods. Eteon was forced to admit defeat.

 

"What now?" A Turian guard asked from the door, his tone incredulous. The thing should at least have passed out by now... Spirits...

 

"Nothing." The Female replied as she shook her head and shrugged. Her next step was basically killing the prisoner but there wasn't a lot of use in that. She would have to wait for Androkan's word for that. It would not be easy to be settled when there was a weird alien in the hold but it was mostly harmless right now. If necessary they could evacuate the air and kill it that way.

[Redbelle]

Aria sniffed disdainfully at Stones words. Had to give her credit. She had her angles covered. She had pointed out that she could destroy the ship on a whim if Aria forced her hand. There was a human expression that seemed to fit. If Stone couldn't have the pie, she was prepared to toss the whole pie out the window. Aria knew she could mobilise more of Omega's forces to take it by force, but then what? While she certainly had no fear of the Spectre's or the council, thanks in large part to Tevos, she still couldn't afford to sully relations over something that she didn't even know had value. Chance were the Collector's could have wiped their data and destroyed vital equipment onboard once they realised they were in a bad position. Then Stone said something that caught her attention.

 

"No need to thank me for knocking out that canon by the way. Appreciate that you might have missed it, but the Collie's were getting ready to laze everyone in the bay. And your station. Kinda hard to put up a biotic shell that can keep a ship's weapon discharge at bay, wouldn't you say"?

 

Aria's eye's narrowed. Calling up her stations logs she pulled up a video of the ship during their battle. She saw the turret swivel around. Point at the bay. Read the associated energy build. Saw it dip for a moment. Then surge up dangerously before the turret exploded! Aria cancelled the footage and blinked several times staring directly ahead. Then brought her comm to her lips.

 

"You say you'll sell? I'm going to hold you to that. Furthermore, nothing leaves that ship without my knowing about it".

 

"Done".

 

"you owe me for this".

 

"Like hell luv. You owe me double".

 

Aria was about to retort when the comm went dead. She stared at it, thunderstruck.

 

Stone had hung up.

[Redbelle]

Jess sighed heavily. It looked like they'd avoided a fight over ownership of the ship. At least this far. There was still however a problem.

 

As the boarding and capturing party of the vessel, which for all intent's and purposes, was traditionally considered sovereign terriory associated with the owner's of that vessel, the ship was essentially split into three equal shares. One for her, that she'd agreed to sell to Aria. One for Anika, who still represented the Kings and Queen's Trading Company they were part of. And one for Morgan who was at this moment paralysed and unable to move or speak.

 

When Aria found out that Jess was only selling her share, well...... Apocalyptically angry would probably just about cover it. Essentially the ship would be co-owned. And while Aria's could press a firmer claim, the simple fact was that Aria would likely use such a measure as a last resort in the face of the Turian military presence currently on the ship. She'd be more likely to use her reputation and towering presence to brow beat the other's into selling her their shares.

 

Only like Jess had told Aria, she wasn't about to let her off the hook for sending Griff to attack her ship. Bygones be damned. She needed to talk to the other's. Plan out a way to keep Aria stalled in case she found out so they could continue probing the ship.

[Kel Riever]

Elara T'Sophi was the recipient of two intriguing deliveries in the medical bay.  One was a black box the turians had placed upon an examination table.  The other was a human who they carefully lay on a bed.  The group of turians had included a medic, who pressed a stud on the box frame that turned the black sides clear.

 

“How interesting!” Elara nearly giggled.

 

The medic was taciturn, “This was captured on board the ship.  I have uploaded recordings into a log that show the fight with the Collectors.  Unfortunately, those recordings come from our troops cameras, which weren’t in the vessel when the human…er, Morgan, was incapacitated by whatever is in that container.”

 

A light brown, hooked, insect leg was poking out from under the Blue Suns helmet in the box.

 

“Androkan wants a full analysis and report.  The human was…”

 

Elara straightened her back and raised one finger upward in front of the medics face to silence him.  “Not another word.  As your appointed senior, I will investigate any pertinent recordings myself, and conduct a thorough, unbiased, examination of the specimens.”

 

The medic was dumbfounded.  “This is the Audron, not an asari vessel…”

 

“Consult Spectre Androkan if you wish.  The position he appointed me to allows me to make this decision until another of your senior staff consults me.”

 

“I…This is a highly irregular operation.  You can be sure you will be consulted.  I trust that you will allow us ample time to send someone to speak with you.”

 

Elara grinned a pixie smile.  “Of course!”

 

The medic grunted in disapproval, and left with the other turians who had come in.  The asari glanced at the human, then back at the box. Inside, the insect forced its way out from under the helmet, and began to crawl around.

 

“Fascinating!”

 

Elara wanted to immediately test the insect, but she knew her medical code demanded that she attend to the human.  She peered at Morgan, then back at the insect.  With a disappointed sigh, she activated her omni-tool and went to the man on the table.

 

Then Elara saw on her omni-tool that Morgan wasn’t on the Audron’s roster, and thereby hadn’t received a checkup.  “Oh good,” she squeeled.  “Time to get to work!”  Elara completely forgot about waiting for anyone else from the medical staff…

[Terca]

"Eteon, one of your new humans is on the ship." The message was broadcast not to the woman in question herself but through the intercom of the mess where the Turian was sitting. It wasn't a particularly comfortable room, basically just a hall with a set of benches and tables in perfect rows but the promise of food still made it somewhat relaxing. "He's in medical being looked after by Elara."

 

Sighing and dropping her food onto the plate in front of her Eteon stood and picked up her tray, meandering over to the composting receptacle as she picked at her food. By the time she got there she was finished and was able to place her dishes in the trays without missing out on anything. It might not be fine Asari cuisine but it fills you and doesn't taste half-bad. Eteon admitted to herself as she walked from the Mess to Medical. She peered in one of the windows to see Elara hard at work with... Something.

[Redbelle]

The ship was a welcome sight on boarding after the alieness of the Collector vessel. Passing the Quarter Master she snapped her fingers. "Damn. That's what I forgot"! She dialled her comm to leave Deidrus a message. "Tushy, when you get time. We need to discuss the matter of our hazard pay". Signing off she made her way up the ship.

 

Jess approached medical and saw Eteon peering through one of the windows. "Peeking luv"? She quipped as she drew up beside her. "Budge up a bit, let me see......". She closed and looked in

[Terca]

Eteon turned to look at Jess and shrugged before stepping to the side. "Seems like one of the new humans on the ship is about to become acquainted with Elara." She muttered, shaking her head. "I didn't see him after the battle because I was sent with the captured collector. What happened to him?"

[Redbelle]

Jess shook her head. "Didn't see. It was crazy. Collectors firing while I was running to stop them charging up their systems. His names Morgan. He was with me the whole time watching my back...... Damn, is she going too.....". Jess blanched. "That's juuuust not riiight"!

 

Jess blinked a few times before turning back to Eteon. "Anyway. He caught something in his helmet....... Oh we gotta get in there before she sticks that thing......". Jess started walking towards the door.

[Redbelle]

Jess walk hurried into a run as she reached the door. It refused to open. Banging onthe door she yelled. "Doooctooor"!

 

"Busy busy busy"! Came Elara's voice from the other side. "Come back later! I'm so busy, doing science"!

 

Jess bit back a curse as she held her hand up to the door controls. Her Omni-tool came up and went through it's hack routine, after which the door's slid open without protest and Jess burst inside.

 

"Lady"! She barked, pointing a finger directly at Elara. "Put! Down! That! Hose"!

[Redbelle]

Elara blinked, in one hand she held a water bag, in the other she held a piece of rubber tubing attached to the bag. Her expression was at the same time one of an Asari with her hand in the cookie jar, and the other was of a person who was annoyed at the interuption.

 

"You shouldn't be in here"! She complained.

 

Jess said nothing but looked over to Morgan who was still in the same postion he had been earlier on his hands and knee's. Elara had put him face down so he was bent over and it didn't take a genius to guess what she planned in store for Morgan. She stared at Elara who tried hiding the hose behind her back.

 

"What were you going to do". Jess demanded.

 

"Something's in his system! I was trying to see if a simple treatment would release the hold".

 

"You call this a treatment"?

 

"Herbal enema's are a sanctioned medical treatment....... in someplaces".

 

"Elara"!

 

"Could you help me with his trousers? It's so hard to get those armoured pant's off alone".

 

Jess walked over to Elara and reached behind her back to grab the hose. "Have you even taken a blood sample yet"?

 

"No...... and are you a Doctor"?

 

"No".

 

"Then who are you to question my methods". Elara huffed, crossing her arms tightly across her chest. "This is exactly why I left the practice. To much oversight"!

[Terca]

"Elara, do you really know what you're doing right now, or are you messing around because you can?" Eteon asked as she strolled into the room. "You're a better doctor than this from what I have read. Stop messing around and do what you do best. He was on a Collector vessel when he was paralyzed which means some form of alien technology was used. What we need to know is how you neutralize it. It was only present in the ship from what we can tell and those with properly sealed suits like Jess and Annika seem to be perfectly fine."

[Redbelle]

Elara made a dismissive sound. "Pfft, He got bit by the bug over there. His gloves show the same tooth marks. I haven't been able to look into it more than that because I have to help clense this poor man of his affliction". Her eye's glinted as she looked at the hose Jess had grabbed away from her. "And believe me...... I intend to do deep, deep research as to what's affecting him".

[Cainhurst Crow]

Vayne leaned back in his quarters seat as he felt the medigel soaking into his arm, letting out a sigh of relief as he felt the pain subsiding from his wound. He sat on the bed in his living quarters, a small and cramped space occupied by a bed, and a desk, and an armor locker, all he really needed to feel at home as it were. The small scouting vessel he called his ship wasn't the best in the world, it was a re-purposed batarian ship he'd traded with some quarians for crying out loud, but the ranger was a sturdy vessel, small, easy to maneuver, and packed with firepower to match that of a frigates. Vayne looked to the small terminal on his desk, the message he'd sent to illium informing zenon's parents about their daughters status, albeit omitting everything except her being safe and that she would be returned as soon as possible, and wondered a brief moment what he would do now.

 

His old contract was taken care of, at least for the most part it was. He'd experienced what it was like fighting with this crew, and while they were powerful, he wasn't sure about them all the way. Something about this sort of rag tag group didn't feel like ti should work, and vayne wasn't sure it'd work either.

 

'Well, what else were you doing before you got roped into this?' He wondered aloud as he took his eye off the roof for a moment. It was true, in a way, he'd been looking for a bt more excitment for a while. A chance to fight again, really fight, and not be doing it just for the credits. And he had to admit, he'd found that excitment here, even if he was unsure about the crew.

 

"Might as well get moving now then." he said as he opened his omnitool, sending a quick note to the captian that he'd be bringing his ship over towards his much more impressive, less strung together vessel, for economical reasons.

Vayne got up, the metal paneling floor creaking under the krogans weight as he walked over towards the ships front, pass the engineering room, the hygine quarters, and the two storerooms he'd converted into holding cells for potential bounties, up to the front where the controls were. He started the engine, taking a few minutes for the thing to actually start working properly, and after maneuvering his way out of the dock he was parked, he began to manuver it towards the docks the auderon was using. Vayne figured that if he needed to accompany his new employers on their dangerous mission, he'd need to be able to move his stuff aboard, or at the very least, set up a system of traveling together.

[Redbelle]

Elara pouted as she kept reaching for the hose Jess kept moving out of her reach as she tried to grab it.

 

"This man's paralysation isn't normal at all"! She said, lunging for the end hose as Jess stepped off to the side, leaving her to brush past her. "It seems to be controlled by an injection of something in the insect bite"! She backpedelled as she turned as Jess backed up. "If an invading agent was used then it stands to reason that clensing his system will cure him, regardless....." She lunged again and missed as Jess backed up again. "......of if the agent.....". Throwing caution to the wind she lunged as Jess pirrouted on the spot, causing her to brush past, "...... is biological or technological....... GIVE ME THAT"! She shouted and body checked Jess, causing both to go sprawling to the ground, followed by a tearing noise as the bag tore causing the liquid in the bag to pour out onto the floor.

 

Elara looked on, distraught, as her shoulder's slumped. "I spent ages boiling that water"! She whined.

 

Jess saw the steam rising up from the liquid and shuddered, realising what had nearly befallen Morgan was a fate, worse than falling to the Collector's. "Doctor"! She snapped, pulling Elara's attention to her. "Can't you...... I don't know..... take a sample of whatever that bug transmit's through a bite"?

 

"Yeeeees". Elara said, drawing the word out to the point that Jess wondered if she was talking down to her. "But only if it' an agent. It could have been an electrical discharge! Or a combination of any of the above. I won't know until I conduct somes tests on the rest of the medical staff....... Unless you have some volunteer's". She said cagily. "I have some waver's of responsibility they should fill out if you do".

 

"Bottom line luv...... Can you help him"!

 

"Yes...... But the cure will take time, test subject's, days of experimentation and a desire to get the bottom of this mystery".

 

At that point, Morgan groaned. Everyone looked over to see his body shifting, ever so slighty, as he managed to move just enough to topple over, looking right at Elara with burning eyes.

 

Elara gulped. "Of course, it might just wear off as well after a while". She saw the look's Jess and Eteon gave her and cocked an eyebrow as she tried to make herself as small as possible. "Well I didn't know! Don't pressure me! It's my first day"!

[Terca]

Eteon shook her head at the scene and chuckled. "If they are using those bugs to subdue the colonies it makes sense it would be somewhat temporary. Once you have them in the stasis pod things are fine; the issue is subduing people in the first place." Well, that was the hypothesis. She didn't know a lot about Collector tech and apparently neither did anyone else. "So if it is a bug bite that is doing it first we need to be wearing sealed armor to prevent some form of attack... "She trailed off as she walked over to the container holding the bug. "I don't think we'll be missing a guy like this...."