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Mass Effect: Solace

The Mass Effect Universe

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a part of Mass Effect: Solace, by NelielChan.

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Cee'Larah nar Moreh [18] "No you bosh'tet, you can't touch that. Keelah, it's like I'm the only smart one here."
Keneth Basset [18] "That doesn't really go their."
Sarius Vaseer [14] "Want to know what this job needs? More guns, bigger explosions and a book's worth of bad one liners."
Alan Forshak [9] I enjoy long walks on the beach, and a great Genocide...wait...that's not right
NPC [2] Use this character for any generic NPCs. Important NPCs should have their own character made.
Jason Atkins [2] If you wish for peace, prepare for war.

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Keneths' alarm was the only thing he had not torn apart and rebuilt. The insistant loud repetitive beeping was driving im into insanity. "FINE! I'll get up." He shouted as he smacked the alarm to shut it up. He had to crawl out of his cot that he had set up in the shop that the Alliance had given him to watch over. The shop itself was not very well showy. It looked quite normal for being in the Alliance sector. The shop was a 50 by 40 foot space with a small back apartment that he lived in. Tech lined the shelves and some of it was even on the floor because there was not enough room to even put it anywhere. This shop was his home so he hoped the people who entered it would treat it as so.

He showered and got changed into normal clothing for the day. The Alliance really didn't let him leave that often so he was kinda stuck sitting in this room full of tech. He started his day by opening the shop and playing with some of the new stuff that the Alliance had brought im form the last mission that someone was sent on. When he went to go and scan something his omni-tool was a dark blue colour. He enjoyed changing the colour of his tool often, he normally changed its colour about once a week or every two weeks. He was hoping that something interesting was going to happen today instead of him just sitting on his butt doing nothing but watch some Alliance soldiers come buy something minimal and just leave.

He sat for was seemed like forever when he spotted a Quarian walking into the Alliance section of the Citadel. He was moving around in his seat to see if she was being escorted by a Turian or a human. He wasn't being discreet about it either. He was in fact making obvious but he didn't intend to. He was curious that she was by herself, walking into the Alliance section. This was a sight that made him happy. "Finally, something fun might happen today." He stood up and fixed up the shop hoping that she didn't notice that he was watching her earlier. The shop was well not very clean but it was better than it normally was.

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"Why yes this is my shop." He told Cee. He looked her up and down and noticed her hand near her gun. "I assume that you are here for tech cause if you are here to eat I have some bad news." He smiled and laughed at his own joke. He stood up and activated his omni-tool. He loved the color that he choose for it this week. He started to scan some of the tech and placed the broken stuff behind the counter. He looked up at the female "So you here on your..." He turned his head and thought for a second "Pilgrimage! Yeah that." He shook his head 'Wow I can't believe how disrespectful i've been.' he thought. He turned and moved behind the counter. "Well I'm Keneth, this is my shop so if you need anything just let me know. Oh and if you are looking for some cool proto-type tech i've got some of that too." He smiled and leaned back into his chair waiting for Cee to respond.

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It was an average day for Alan Forshak. It was getting kind of boring for him, however. There had been a few visitors to see the Councilor, and he felt that there weren't gonna be very many after this. It had been a stressful day for the Councilor, the Batarians were complaining to the Council again about them not being very high up in the status quo of the Citadel. It had been a tiring argument, and Anderson didn't want to have any more annoyances. Alan leaned back on his folding chair, and rested his M-8 Avenger across his knees. "Turian: Des Avrion to see the Councilor." Piqued the voice of Secretary Udina in Alan's ear. "Excuse me, but did you say Turian?". "Yes, that is what I said, want me to write you a note next time, or are you capable of understanding me again without me repeating myself?". Alan didn't respond, he hated Udina with a fiery passion. That man was the biggest prick imaginable.

The Turian "Des" (if that was his real name) walked in with a calm, and confident walk, that gave him an air of superiority. He was about to walk right by Alan and into the room Anderson was in, but Alan stepped in front of the door and help up his hand, summoning a wave of biotic power to intimidate the newcoming Turian. "Step no farther Des, manual inspection." Alan said threateningly. He looked Alan in the eye, and nodded his head. Alan got a good look at the Turian, he was taller than Alan, had pur black irises with brown pupils, a red mark running down is face from the top of his head, to his chin. He was wearing pure black Turian battle armor, with no weapons. So Alan directed him in, watching him as he went.

Alan looked straight ahead and saw the STRANGEST thing he had ever seen. There was a female Quarian walking through the Alliance Embassy. Quarians never visited the Alliance Embassy. She seemed to be looking for something, he saw her look the other way, and walk in a different direction, towards the tech shop. For some reason, Alan had a feeling that his day was about to get interesting.

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"Come on, Charon. You have to have something for me to do while I'm stuck here. A pick-up? Resupply deal? Small time hit?" the worn looking turian begged into the omni-tool on his arm. A heavy synthetic but distinctively male voice responded, "I'm sorry but there's nothing on the available local job listings that falls within your present criteria." Sarius just sighed irritably, yelling, "Then widen the criteria and stop making excuses!" before turning the omni-tool off. Just as an asari and a human woman passed by, giving him odd looks. He just smiled and gave them a casual wave before brightly saying, "Evening, ladies." They just rolled their eyes before walking off.

He quickly looked around to make sure no one else saw his strange display and was happy to see he was alone aside from one of the Citadel's keepers working on a nearby terminal. C-Sec looked like it was keeping all of it's efforts pointed at the front door and thanks to an old friend's security code he got past the scanners without so much as a wink from the officers he passed. Couldn't have asked for better. Aside for his ship being in working condition, of course. Most corvettes couldn't have taken a batarian missile at all and it was being fixed at that very moment but that didn't stop him from moaning about a damage drive core and some burn marks.

Sarius wandered through the Ward's market district, idly playing around on his omni-tool as he eyed the merchandise from the corner of his eye. Nothing worth batting an eye at. Too many merchant disregarded equipment upgrades and just wanted you to buy the newest model instead. Greedy bastards, he thought as he quickly nabbed a handful of credits from a passing volus's account with a quick flick on his tool's screen. He quickly sent them to a secure account out in the Terminus System before flipping to another screen and checking out local chatter and unsurprisingly finding it all quite dull. As he skimmed some conversation this married couple were having, he got an incoming call on his secure channel. Only one person had access to it.

"Charon, what the hell did I just--" The AI quickly interrupted him, stating, "I did as you requested and found a task falling within the criteria your requested." Sarius took a moment to understand his sidekicks fancy use of words and hurried to a relatively empty hallways just off the lower markets. "What kind of job is it?" Charon was quiet for a moment as it uploaded the details onto his omni-tool. "Bounty collection," it said as the information popped up on screen. "Alive or dead. Same price." Sarius checked out the details. He didn't like it at first glance. Alliance military engineer, Kennith something or other, no given reason and even worse, the bounty poster was a complete unknown. "I don't know. Pulling off a job on the Citadel? Human soldiers going missing getting a lot of att --"

He stopped dead as his eyes fell on the bounty price itself. "...Charon, is all of this correct?" "I checked it over a dozen times before I contacted you. Give me some credit," the wounded sounding AI muttered. Sarius's eyes looked over the line of zeros one more time before he responded, "Contact the repair crew I hired. Tell them I'll pay triple if they can get it done today." He cut off the comm and quickly began running a scan for the target's name. "Kenneth Basset. You're about to have one bad day," he muttered to himself as a sinister smirk crossed his face.

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Cee'Larah smiled, lightly laughing to humor Keneth. "Nice to meet you, Keneth. Yes, I'm here for technology, and I'm here for my Pilgrimage, too." She shifted her weight from one side of her body to the other nervously, letting her hand move slightly away from her gun. "That's, um, a very impressive Omni-Tool you have... uh..." She let out a nervous laugh. She thought she was used to talking to humans, but her fumbling over a simple conversation made her feel a little less about her social skills.

"My apologies, I'm still a little unfamiliar with talking to your kind. So, what kind of prototype tech are you talking about?" Cee'Larah asked, hoping to divert attention away from her previous awkward comment.

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Keneth smiled "I'm glad you asked. It is a well shield modifier. I call is the Omni-shield." He stood and walked over to a corner of the room and stood there playing with his omni-tool for a few moments. "Okay, shields, and power are up and good. I'm ready for this." He said to himself as he pressed one last button on his omni-tool. "Okay, I know this might sound weird but I need you to shot me. Don't worry this is apart of the prototype I should be safe." He stood there waiting for the bullet that was to be on its course to him.

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Jason walked out of a dark room, lit only by one light, with papers and datapads thrown everywhere. He looked behind him at a Turian lying, beat up, on the floor. "I'm looking forward to working with you again, Tyrius." Jason said walking away allowing the automatic door to close. He thought that an informant of the Shadow Broker would know more about Shepard's disappearance, but all he heard were suppositions and assumptions. Jason walked over to the edge of the platform that he was standing on and looked out over the Presidium. "Udina owes me one. Maybe he knows more about Shepard." He thought beginning to walk down a ramp to his right.

Jason walked up to the Asari Consort's building only to see a group of mercenaries in front of the doorway with an Asari blocking the doorway. He walked up to the group of mercenaries and noticed that the Asari blocking them was Sha'ira. "Oh, Jason it's good to see you again." Sha'ira said walking past the mercenary group toward Jason. "Who is this person? You better not be two timin' us, Sha'ira." Said the leader of the Mercs. "Boys, I would like you to meet a friend of mine, Jason Atkins. He's an N7 operative, Alliance elite. I'm pretty sure you wouldn't want to mess with him." Sha'ira replied as the Merc leader began to look back between Jason and Sha'ira. "Yeah, so beat it." Jason said pointing for them to get lost. The mercs slowly began to walk away. "I would like to thank you for helping me out, Jason." Sha'ira said moving to look Jason in the eyes. "Sorry, but I don't think you should be thanking me in the usual way." Jason replied with Sha'ira getting a quick smile. "It's been about two years since I last saw you." Sha'ira said leading Jason into the Consort building. "It's been two years since the last time you thanked me like you usually do." Jason said as Sha'ira led him into her quarters. "You're starting to sound like you want me to." Sha'ira said sitting in a chair. "Do I? I guess I've been having a bad two years." Jason replied getting a chuckle from Sha'ira. "Well, even if you were willing... at any rate, I was wondering if you could help me with something." Sha'ira said looking from her hands in her lap up to Jason. "Sure, what do you need?" Jason asked sitting back in his seat. "The mercenaries you saw before... let's just say that I owe money after the Geth attacked. They keep hassling me over unpaid debts, but I know that I've cleared all of my debts. I need them... gone." Sha'ira explained. "Just tell me where I need to go and you'll never have to worry about it again." Jason replied as Sha'ira grew a slight smile and handed him the datapad. "Here's where they are hiding out. It used to be a base for a Shadow Broker informant." Sha'ira said. "Let me guess, owned by Tyrius?" Jason asked looking up from the datapad at Sha'ira. "Yes, how did you know?" Sha'ira asked. "Let's just say it was a lucky guess. It's in the same direction that I'm going. I'll take them out and head to the Alliance Embassy." Jason answered getting up, hugged Sha'ira and walked out of the door.

Just outside of a door being guarded by a pair of mercenary guards, Jason sat behind a wall with his Phaeston assault rifle in hand. Jason tossed a frag grenade and killed the merc guards. Jason rushed into the merc base and quickly assaulted the mercenaries eating lunch on the inside. Jason attacked the mercs that were standing in front of Sha'ira's building earlier and killed all of them except for the leader. "I take it you're the leader." Jason said as the merc leaned against the wall behind him. "Y-Yes, who are you?" Asked the panicked Mercenary. "I'm Jason Atkins and if you send your boys after Sha'ira or anyone associated with her again... I'll be back." Jason answered with a stern voice. "I.. get it. I'll leave her alone." Replied the Merc leader. "Good, I do look forward to seeing you again... if you try anything." Jason said turning and walking away to tell Sha'ira the good news.

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"Um. Did you say to... shoot you?" Cee'Larah asked. She looked around nervously. "Wouldn't that cause trouble? I mean, I'm sure other people would be unnerved by hearing a gunshot..." She sighed. She doesn't know if she should trust this Keneth or not, and if her shooting him lands her in trouble, she'll never get to complete her Pilgrimage in a timely manner. But on the other hand, nothing ventured, nothing gained...

Cee sighed again, then pulled her gun off of her belt, pointing it at the man. "Well, if you say so..." she mumbled as she readied herself to fire the shot, hoping for some interruption to keep her from firing her pistol.

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Sarius didn't take long to check out what files he could find on his human target. His files were plentiful but awfully vague. No files on him before him joining the Alliance military. Not the rarest thing he'd ever seen but that could mean a thousand nasty little surprises when he kicked down the door. As he made his way to the shabby little shop that he owned, he checked all his weapon systems, made double sure his suit's weave patches weren't peeling off and listened to Charon babble on in his ear. Sarius idly thought on how Charon got to be with him.

A few months back, he raided a pirate storage unit to recover a data chip worth three times much as the building it was in. During the job, he'd blasted open a few containers and made the split second decision to steal what he had thought was an empty AI storage device while he was making his escape. He found out shortly after that he'd nabbed an active unit and did what any brilliant person would do and installed it directly into his run down and heavily modified turian corvette he named Acheron after some human story about one of the many ways they think they get to the afterlife. Thinking back to the story, he named the AI Charon after the dark figure mentioned in the tale. Of course, the AI was far more timid than the figure of death he heard all those years back.

"-don't forget to search for structural weaknesses, you can use them to make a quicker escape. And also... are you even listening to me?" he AI asked, sounding stern. "Huh? Ya, sure, sure," Sarius responded, shaking out of his funk. Charon just let out an unamused huff before shutting the chat link without another word. Sarius made a mental note to apologize to the touchy program before he realized he was able to see the target's shop from where he stood.

Sarius prepped his right hand omni-tool and approached the building, acting like he was just reading a message. As he closed the distance, he set his tool's system to incineration mode and prepped a small ball of plasma in his hand. He checked to make sure that no one was looking straight at him before he pushed his back against the wall and drew his rifle, holding it in his left hand by the stock as he prepped the plasma ball in one hand and activated the protocol for his armor in the other. The maroon holo-armor sprung around his torso and arms just as the plasma ball hit critical mass. He turned his head to the side and slammed his right hand into the door frame. The condensed plasma blasted into the wall and blasted the hefty door off it's hinges. Sarius grabbed the handle with his now free hand and charged in before the door could even hit the ground. He instantly saw two figures; a quarian woman and the human she was pointing a gun at. Before he put any thought before the situation, he pulled the trigger and loosed three shots at the man's chest.

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Cee was completely lost as what to react to first. The turian who just blew the door down and shot Keneth, or the fact that Keneth's omni-tool seemed to leap up off of his arm, direct itself right at the point of impact from the turian's shots, take the shots, and then recede back to his arm. That must have been the "proto-type" technology Keneth mentioned. If so, Cee thought to herself, he's lucky it didn't malfunction.

Upon the door being smashed open, Cee jumped back, almost losing her gun in the process. The impact of whatever blew the door open easily caused it to smash into the wall, leaving a sizable dent as the door bounced off of it from the amount of force put into it. Time seemed to freeze in the moments after the the chaos. With no obvious plan of action, Cee'Larah readied her onmi-tool for her to overload the turian's tech armor, but then sighed when she remembered she wasn't familiar with tech armor, disabling the override protocol. Now I know why I should have paid more attention to father when he talked about overriding armor, he wasn't kidding when he said it would help me, she quietly thought to herself. That didn't matter to her now, though, as she quickly pointed her pistol at the turian and fired twice. The first shot sailed past the turian's head and the second bounced off of his tech armor.

"Bosh'tet!" she cursed. "What the hell is your problem, turian?" While saying this, she kept her pistol aimed at the turian, hoping that, should she need to fire a third shot, it wouldn't miss.

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Keneth Was not happy. A turian just bursted into his shop shot him and disrespected the female. He began to heat up plasma in his omni-tool and once it was hot enough he throw it at the turian. It missed but Keneth didn't care. His proto-type worked his omni-tool worked just as it should have it took a bit of damage but he didn't even care. Keneth had a look of pure murderous intent on his face. "You come into my shop, and shot without authorization. You are going to pay." Keneth started to walk towards the turian.

When Keneth closed his fist his omni-tool started to change and manipulate until it unfolded into and omni-blade. "If you want me you're going to face to really fight for it." Keneth was scared out of his mind but this was the like fourth person who tried to kill him. It really wasn't new but this was the closest that someone had come to actually killing him. "You are not the first you know." He said pointing the blade him. "Just wait til the soldiers come and they'll do what im want to do to you in less than five seconds." He looked over at the quarian. "Hey you okay?"

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Of the thousand and one things Sarius expected to go wrong, crazy omni-defense prototypes were not on the list. He aimed for the man's head as his left hand slide down the side of the gun and reached the metal cube that had been fused to the side of the energy cell. He flipped the switch and got ready to fire another round before he spoke. "On the ground and I won't have to make this a bloodbath. I'm not here to kill you anywa -" Sarius lost his focus as one bullet wizzed past his head and another bounced off his tech armor chest piece with ease.

His head snapped towards the attacker and he was ready to bring his gun around and fire when he realized who it was; the quarian woman, obviously closer to a girl now that she was in front of him, whom he assumed was after the man as well. Between the way she was holding the gun and her terrible spread, it was obvious she didn't know how to fire a gun. Most of this went straight over his head as he lowered his gun and gave her the turian equivalent of a smile. "Hey there, precious. No need to look so ruffled. How about we take care of pink boy over here, split the bounty down the middle and then grab -"

Sarius found himself being interrupted yet again by something shooting past his head. The heat he still felt on his face made it too easy to guess what it was. He looked back to the human and found that he didn't look happy himself but even Sarius didn't except him to start approaching him. That is until the omni-blade folded out and he began making threats. "Oh, you're going to be a fun one," he said as another grin, much more malicious this time, spread across his face as he activated both his omni-tools. It took them only a split second to both activate into his own omni-blades, the right one being larger than average and both looking equally deadly. As the human stated that soliders would be coming, Sarius began making subtle steps toward him. He took the moment the human decided to look to the quarian to see if she was okay to strike. He charged and aimed his left, smaller omni-blade at the man's shoulder while holding up the right, larger one defensively, like some sort of shield.

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Shit. That was all that was that went through Cee'Larah's head when she saw the turian lunge at Keneth. And he even had the gall to flirt with her! Bosh'tet. Analyzing the turian's lunge and trajectory, she knew the blow would be fatal if it made contact. This time, she activated her omni-tool, converting it into a blade, not quite as long as Keneth's, but much wider and with a hollow center. She stepped forward and swung her blade at the turian's smaller blade, causing the blades to clash and spark.

"Would you two bosh'tets both STOP trying to kill each other for a second? I'm lost, I have no idea what's going on, and all I wanted was some tech for my Pilgrimage! Instead I find some human who makes a salarian look like an elcor and a turian who, on top of trying to KILL the human, has terrible pick up lines! I mean really, PRECIOUS?!" Cee'Larah yelled. She wasn't typically one to yell, but this was one of her few breaking points. She didn't want a fight, but she was damn sure that the turian wouldn't get his hands on Keneth. Cee never fought much before, especially not with a blade. But she wasn't about to just stand by while someone got murdered in front over her own eyes, even if that meant risking her neck in the process.

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When Alan heard the explosion, he immediately switched into defense mode. He summoned a ball of biotic energy and put a barrier on Anderson's door. That way, if anyone tried to assassinate the Councilor, they would have to get through the barrier. He then checked his rifle, and bolted out of the lobby and into the general Alliance Embassy area. He then heard shots being discharged, and they sounded like they came from the Tech Shop, so he ran that way. Alan ran through the throngs of running citizens. "GET OUT OF THE WAY! ALLIANCE MILITARY!". No one really listened, they were just running to get away.

He finally got out of the group of people and kept on running, there was no time for error. If the Tech Shop wasn't the right place, then Councilor Anderson would be in terrible danger. He finally got to the Tech Shop and crept up to the side of the door. He could hear voices inside, one human, the other quarian, and the final one was turian. He counted off three, two, one, and burst into the door.

Right as he ran in the door, he saw the quarian he saw earlier pull out her omni-blade, and attack the turain. The turian easily deflected. "Okay that is enough! Alliance military! Everyone drop your weapons and put your hands up!" Alan said, pulling out his shotgun and aiming at the turian.

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Sarius felt the thriller rush he always came to expect from a good fight when the quarian stepped in and blocked his blade before he could reach the human. He pushed the omni-blade that blocked him away before taking a quick step back. "And here I was hoping we could be friends. Then again-" He deactivated the blades and drew the rifle off his back in a split second, aiming it at the quarian with only his right hand hand. "-you seem like the soft type." He was a split second from pulling the trigger when his free hand's omni-tool went off and the sound of a very worried AI echoed around the room. "Sarius, we have a big, big problem!" The turian aimed his gun down and brought up the omni-tool to his face before he started yelling.

"Damn it, Charon! You just cut me off from a dramatic one liner/shoot dead combo! How many times do I have to tell you-" The AI cut him off as he exclaimed, "You have less time than I calculated, Alliance military personnel are going to be there in exactly-" The sound of a weapon being drawn and a human yelling from right behind cut it short. Sarius looked over his shoulder and saw a human holding a shotgun right at him. "Thanks for the head-up, idiot..." he mumbled before he turned the tool off and switched the munitions charger on the rifle off before dropping it. "Alright, alright, don't shoot," he said as he slowly turned to face the human with his hands up, his voice heavy with sarcasm and the overall feel of just not caring. "I got enough scars as it is, topping them off with holes might start hurting."

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"Okay know that that's over... You there, Quarian. Put your omni-blade away, and put the pistol down or I will be forced to shoot." Alan ordered moving his aim off of the Turian to the Quarian. Even if she didn't comply, Alan wasn't thinking about shooting her. He had an idea. A single Singularity would probably cause enough chaos to confuse them. That is, Alan thought mischievously, if she doesn't comply.

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Seeing everything unfold in front of her, Cee'Larah was relieved that things didn't go as bad as she thought they might. Her stunt that she pulled with attacking the turian to save some human she doesn't even know was beyond risky. It was only by coincidence that she lived, thanks to the intervention of the Alliance officer...

Who was now pointing his shotgun away from the turian and at her... lovely. She sighed and raised her hands, disabling her omni-tool and dropping her pistol. "Of course, sir. I didn't mean any harm, I was just trying to defend myself and the human. Nothing more." She hoped that he would believe her. Her words were true, but they don't seem very believable. After all, what would a quarian need from a human?

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"She is fine. She was just here helping me. She won't hurt you or me." Keneth said. He put his omni-blade away and stood there looking at the officer in the room with them. "Seriously she is a friend of mine just visiting. She came to check up on me and this guy blew up the door." He pointed at Sarius and shook his head. He started to laugh to himself and then looked at the Turian.

"I hate to say I told you so, but look at the situation that you are involved in now." Keneth let out a sigh. He needed the officer to believe him. The quarian had nothing to do with it and he needed her safe. 'This must have been the last thing that the quarian had ever expected when she walked into a store to go and buy something.' Keneth thought as he stepped behind the counter and took a seat.

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Should I believe them? Alan thought to himself. He was never good at diffusing situations. On one hand, he had a shot fired in a civilian sector of the Citadel, on the other however, there was the paperwork. Alan breathed a sigh of disappointment, he had really wanted to use Singularity, but oh well. He lowered his shotgun. "I guess I believe you, but there is one thing I need to do." Alan said activating his COM. "To all nearby Alliance personnel, I'm going to need backup in case the situation gets out of hand. No need to worry, just a bit of confusion it seems like." He hoped someone would heed his call in case something did happen. Alan hoped to distract the three until his backup arrived. "Who fired first, and why?" Alan asked, leaning against the wall.

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Cee was happy the human supported her word. The words of an Alliance engineer were more likely to protect her than her own, and for that, she was thankful Keneth decided to help her. "Keneth, don't antagonize the guy that just tried to kill you. Sure there's an Alliance officer in here now, but your luck won't keep you alive forever," she said, trying to make it seem as if Keneth and she were good friends. Best to just continue the act for now if it meant the both of them staying safe.

One thing did catch her attention, however. That the man called for back up. Why would this really be needed? Sure, he's outnumbered 3 to 1, but the turian is the only one he'd have to worry about. If anything, Cee'Larah could probably help him herself if needed. She just hoped that whoever answered the call didn't have a preset prejudice to quarians.

"To answer your question, officer, the turian shot first," Cee said, turning her attention back to the Alliance officer. "He blasted the door down, then fired at Keneth. It's only by luck that Keneth's prototype tech saved him. The shots following were fired by me, in mine and Keneth's self-defense. Surely, in this sort of a situation, that's not too much of a problem?"

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Strange, you don't see Quarian females and human males befriending each other every day. Alan would have to ask how that came to be some other time. He looked at the Turian. Surely, he wouldn't be so stupid as to attack an Alliance Engineer on Alliance territory? As the saying goes, 'you can't fix stupid'. Alan just shrugged his shoulders. Today was just not going his way.

"Care to explain why you shot at an Alliance Engineer, Turian? Or do I have to just assume that he killed your father and your here for some kind of vendetta?" Alan said sarcastically, putting his weight on his right leg as to look relaxed.

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"Well it's been fun, but I got to get going" Atkins said to Sha'ira walking out of the Consort's building. "I won't be staying at the Citadel, it's become... too exciting for me." Sha'ira said as Atkins turned around. "Too exciting for you? That's a new one, especially after you started dating a Turian general." Atkins replied. "Yes... well... it's been a while since then... it only got wild after Shepard." Sha'ira said as Atkins took a step back. "What did you just say?" Atkins asked stunned.

"To all nearby Alliance personnel, I'm going to need backup in case the situation gets out of hand. No need to worry, just a bit of confusion it seems like." Called an Alliance soldier over the communicator.

"Crap. Hold that thought Sha'ira, I've got to get there right now." Atkins said pulling his weapon out and beginning to turn away towards the Alliance soldier's position. "Of course, I hope to see you again soon." Sha'ira replied as Atkins ran across the bridge.

Atkins ran across the bridge towards the Embassy Tech Warehouse, which was where the Comm was sent. He had his weapon ready and ran into the Warehouse. He raised his weapon to his face and was prepared to fire.

"Who are you and what the hell is going on?" Atkins ordered as he came up to a group of people.

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When the Turian didn't answer, Alan figured that it wasn't that important. He just shrugged, and turned to the Human male. This must have been the guy the Turian was gunning for. Alan slowly put his shotgun away, and sat down in an empty chair. He was just about to speak when a male voice cried out from the doorway.

"Hello!" Alan said, rising to his feet. "I wasn't expecting a answer to my call so soon. I'm Sgt. Forshak, and there seems to have been a bit of confusion, as far as I could tell. The Turian attacked the Quarian who seems to be acquainted with the man over there. Did I get everything right?" Alan asked, twisting to look at the Quarian.