Snippet #1898937

Mayce had found the Thermal clips he was looking for and stuffed them into Persephone's bag. He then heard her speak, which cause him to look at her very confused. "Mommy, I wanna go out and play." she grumbled. Mayce chuckled a bit and went over to her. "Wow, Sephie, you are really out of it aren't you. Your more fried than that Blue Sun captain we shoved into his own ship engine last month." Mayce said, chuckling to himself. He looked over at the clock in her room. "Alright, next stop, my place. Then the rendezvous." He said, sounding tired. He walked over to Persephone and hauled her up piggy back style again and they left her place.

A few minutes later they had reached his place. He slid open the door and gently placed Persephone down on his bed. He then grabbed his pack and started to fill it with his essentials. After awhile he was done. He then grabbed Persephone, his bag and her bag, and hustled on down to the rendezvous point. When he finally got to where the ship was supposed to be, or at least in the general area, he saw Michael and Chimish with Grace. All standing around dead Batarians. He jogged over to them, Persephone still on his back. "What the hell happened guys?! Grace, are you alright? What did you do, Chim? And Michael..." Mayce looked down to see he had gotten the supplies. "...good job on getting the supplies." Mayce then remembered he was carrying Persephone. "Oh, and Michael. Would you be a dear and take Persephone off my hands?" Without awaiting a response, he removed Persephone from his shoulders and plopped her right into his arms. "Thanks, man." Mayce said patting his shoulders. He then turned back to the Krogan. "So, Chim, what did you do?"