The Umbrella Colony

[Attn: Military Storage Room UMC-235742, EDI, Open]

Umbrella Colony is busy with it's arrivial to a brand new planet, many things throttled into high gear. Down here in the Combat Droid hanger all signs are exactly the opposite. The lights are off, the life support is toned down to minimal levels and the place is silent like the grave.

Crate after crate, storage unit after storage unit is locked up. Dust covers many of the doors, it only further adds to the sense of emptiness of lifelessness in this almost neglected section of the ship.

There is one anomaly, one thing that ruins this place from being an abandoned and seemly forgotten corridor of the ship. A small light begins to pulses in the darkness, it's light flickering on and off like a heart beat.

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Blink, Blink

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Inside the storage locker of the blinking receiver, locked in place stands a shadow covered combat droid, like a old skeleton in a closet.

It's systems shut down, hibernating, waiting for it's next moment when the Organics would breathe life back into it. Almost all It's systems are shut down, as it waits for that call. The lone light outside stops it's blinking and remains lit.

The metallic bulky skeleton's systems pick up the signal, now confirmed. One system, speaks to another, to the next, the electrical signals starting to fan out like ice crystallizing under a microscope as they switch on.

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Inside the giant tin man, his big blue heart, his core had been slumbering. Then a simple on-off signal had started to ring like a little alarm clock, only it's clarion call wouldn't trigger an angry swat to silence it. That call electrified Kydoimos, literally. It spoke to his entire being, calling him to action.

Even as he waited for all his systems to finish, countless signals raced through him that he paid mind to like the voices of thousands of miniscule angels. Each voice confirming his systems coming on line, they were going through a slow boot up. His visual receptors engaged and immediately switched into night-vision and he saw his locker and the frame of his maintenance rig over his shoulders.

All systems confirmed operation status, and the arms of his rig released him. His communication systems engaged and immediately started to update his clock, and the crew manifests. The locker hissed as it released it's seal and opened. Dust spread like mist as it was disturbed and outlined Kydoimos as he stepped through into the corridor, like something out of a horror movie.

"EDI." Kydoimos voice emitted both out loud and through his limited communication systems wirelessly as it searched for it's mission.
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"A Planet. They found one." He wasn't shocked or surprised, his systems simply registered the new fact. It was reality. His systems queried how long the voyage had taken...

1972 Galactic Years, 31 days. Kydoimos ignored the hours and smaller time place holders, not all information was important, it had been long enough. It was longer than any single Asari or Krogen lifespan, longer than over a hundred humans, and countless hundreds of the lives of the short lived Drell.

Aside from the hopes and dreams of the original mission, few remained who would remember the day it all began. Even as a machine, a synthetic, Kydoimos felt old.

Old like a shipwrecked sailor who finally made it home from being stranded at sea for years, out came a robotic voice, soft and almost reverent. "Finally."

Her pen tickled the paper as it quickly brushed across it, not missing a detail of her hope. Craisa hoped for so much from the planet now drawing near. She held her excitement in tight, afraid of disappointment.

The intricate pattern was beautiful. Crescents rotated along the middle of the page, and multipled exponentially spreading throughout.

This is what she thought, rather hoped, that the sky above her might look. She imagined herself gazing up at it mystified. It was so vast and dark, she'd somehow been travelling in it for her whole life. She swallowed, and so had others who are now dead.

Her path was always clear to her. All she needed to do was remain alive as long as she could, she never expected more. She allowed herself a twinge of excitement, she smiled uncharacteristically. This was her chance to carry out a legacy more important than anything she could barter. And, "Have a little fun," she mouthed as her eyes narrowed.

[Attn: Open]

They say that you don't dream in stasis sleep.  They tell you that it's nothing but an empty void.  That you're practically brain dead the entire time.  Bull.  But in the case of Jasmine Palmer, it was likely necessary.  She hated dreaming.  Her dreams were never pleasant.  Waking up was not an instantaneous process.  That would likely kill anyone put under.  During the time between the stasis function being shut off and her awakening, Jasmine's mind was haunted by violent images.  Normally she'd hesitate to call her dreams nightmares...but this wouldn't be one of those times.  She saw flashes of red and fire.  There were silhouettes of enormous...THINGS and gunfire sounded.  She saw her parents fighting.  They'd never fought a day in their lives, but she could see them clearly here, drawing up arms against enormous metal beasts.  The nightmare doesn't end after this.  It simply takes a turn from the abstract to something much more real...the death of her parents, the slaver raid, Omega, Purgatory...and then it all stops suddenly, consumed by black.

That black was the back of her eyelids.  Her eyes suddenly fly open and she breathes heavily before throwing herself from the stasis cell, landing on her hands and knees and coughing to let her lung catch up to the rest of her.  There is a sound.  It was the familiar clip clip of footsteps.  Maintenance perhaps, or someone sent to check on her.  Unfortunately for him, she didn't sleep very well.  The second he gets near, she attacks him, pinning the Turian to the wall with her forearm against his throat.  "Whoa, WHOA!  Easy, lady!  Calm down!"

Jasmine stares at him and her eyes wander, desperately trying to connect the images she's seeing all around her.  "This place..."

"It's the Umbrella Station Stasis Chamber.  You just woke-"

"I know," Jasmine says at last, letting him up.  "Jasmine Palmer, AKA 'Jazz', Spectre candidate, Umbrella Colony Assignme-". She pauses and something registers to her.  Suddenly she turns back to the Turian.  "Take me to him."

"What?"

"The spectre who was tasked with watching over this assignment.  The old Krogan.  There are only two criteria for my being woken up unless it was a fluke.  Either we've set up the colony ahead of schedule, he's dead, or both.  If either of the latter options are the case, I...I just...I need to see him, his grave, whatever," she says.

The Turian looks Jasmine over. "You're supposed to be reporting to the council first. They're going to want a word with you regarding your status."

The evening before the big day.

As words spread out that the colony was getting closer and closer from its ultimate goal, excitation was in the air among all citizens of Umbrella. That excitation also took over the various artist that were within the colony, Alehina herself as well. Many celebrations and concerts were organized around the city before the start of the operations of Terra Formation. Even some main workers for the operations were watching the events from afar, would it be the military in the middle tower or the salvage stations on both sides of the ring where the city was and the events were happening. As all eyes were about to be set on her performance, Alehina was walking backstage of the Extravaganza Guild Stadium(EGS) which was full tonight with even some people watching from outside on live screens.

''...Please remember to be careful when we launch you up Lady Alehina. '' An assistant mentioned after going through on security procedures again.

''Yes do not worry, I got this. '' Alehina said with a wink at the man.

''Still these maneuver are a bit more complicated then what you did before, so be sure to be careful. '' Darian, one of her bodyguard mentioned with a smile.

''Yes your safety is our most important goal. '' Kamila added with a tone that showed a lot of authority. She was her second assigned bodyguard and was much more strict then Darian.

Spoiler:

Both of them were wearing suits and had quite the awesome look. Even though these awesome look didn't mean they were easy to approach especially not in duty.

''Honestly, you two are being too worried. '' Alehina replied with a sigh.

''Everything is ready ! ''

People were running backstage for the final preparation as Alehina stepped into the small craft that would be launched in the air. While alone with her craft she started to speak to the engine as if it was a human being. ''Honestly they all think you're gonna crash or something, what is their problem ? Insulting one of the cutest engine there is. Hmph. But don't worry, because I believe in you. ''

''Get ready, launch in 1 minute !'' One of the assistant said as he was double checking everything.

Alehina smiled and adjusted her microphone before grabbing the handles of the small craft. Her smile became a grin as the flood of adrenaline went up in her body. ''I can't wait to launch !'' She expressed in excitation of what was coming.

***

The public were calling out for her name as the stage remained quite dark with only the logo of the singer appearing along with some lights going around. The setting of the stage was more than just a conventional stage as there was more than one level. There was the low level and a second level for the main stage, stairs connected the two on the sides in a shape of crescent moon. The decorations of the structures had a lot of spirals forms to create a spooky ambiance.

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Electric beats could finally be heard after a long wait and the public started to scream and react immediately. As the guitar started in hardcore rhythm, the singer's craft was launched into the air and gripped onto rails that had been installed on the roof's structure. As her craft did a circle around it, blue light fell from behind her ship in little twinkle and the hologram program of the roof light up to show a dark night with clouds and stars. Finally landing a platform a bit over the second level when the second beat came over with the guitar, she quickly get off and the lights of the stage come in dark setting as she step forward. Her body shining before the clothes would change in appearance from the eyes of all into a dark dress with red. This dress however was pretty tight with a corset and the skirt part of it gave a bit more of freedom and would end a bit before the knee. And there she started singing ;

The girl with the sharp thorn in her flesh[b] Another girl appeared which seem to be an holographic double of herself with red hairs and a different dress that had a look of a peasant from fields, except that the dress was torn apart in some places and really dirty. This one was holding herself as if she was in pain.
[b]I meet you at your story Alehina tend her hand in a helping manner toward this other self that simply runs and falls to the other stage which setting change the moment she land into a dark land.
Behind the hatred there lies a murderous love As the girl turn, dark silhouettes appear and falls at the mention of murderous love only to be turned into gravestones.

Do you kill your friends, if you can fulfill your wish? Alehina started dancing from where she was and on the first level, one shadow silhouettes got closer to the girl lip-syncing the first part of the line and as the girl turn, another one appear to face her to lip-sync the other part.
Can you die for someone? At these lyrics, Alehina drops on the floor and the girl downstairs falls as well as if it had created a shock.
They are synonymous words Alehina get back up, spins and point in front. A path is formed at this moment toward the public and the hologram version of her follows it to flee from the shadows.

Life is a game It's a survival That's right! How do you start? Alehina dances again, the setting of the stage slowly changing into clocks and stars in the background as the girl that was far above in the middle of the stadium tried to get away from the shadows.
Time and Space It' s a crossroad through a gate! Where do you go? The girl falls from the path and into a door that closes behind her, disappearing from her previous location and the shadows disappearing into sparkles of light.

You seek eternal breath The girl fall next to Alehina from a gate of light and Alehina approach her grabbing her chin as she sing this next line and the other one show a puzzled expression.
Why do you need to live? Still holding the girl's chin, she sing the other line as the girl try to avoid contact.
We don't know when this world came into being An image of a world was behind them and the stage setting start changing a bit once more, keeping clocks mechanism around them, but the uper platform where they were standing opened and they fell slowly almost looking like they were floating.
[color#993366]We are the timeleaper[/color] At this line something that looked like an hourglass shaped around them as Alehina was holding the hand of the other girl.

Nothing's gonna change with you in the world Alehina circle around in the hourglass with the girl as the hologram of the planet behind them circle with them for both this one and the next line.
Everything will be decided by the rules
Oh, We are traveling the past and the future through love Alehina get closer to her and wave her hand toward the public, but looking at the sky as it clear out.

Break out! The hourglass break,but they fall slowly.
Let's dial back all the pains and we will be born again Alehina takes the hand of the lady and guide her to the flying craft that had been moved from underneath to the front of the first floor of the stage and she get into it, the lady sitting on the top of it.
I wanna see the stars with you The craft launch toward a platform that is forming over everyone's head as the roof show the stars of endless galaxy and other craft join the platform flying.
Over the miracle Alehina point out the 'sky' as light is brought upon her and the lady.
It's not a Dead END The lady's dress become somewhat more lively and repaired and she smile before disappearing. Background dancers arrive from the small crafts and start dancing with her at the beat of the guitar when she finish her line.

The boy with the loneliness in his side The stage setting is once again changed and the lightning becomes a bit darker again aside from lights setting their eyes on the platform which started moving. The stage is barely apparent this time however as a giant hologram is launched, it is a young man showing his back and looking a bit on the side. Alehina was still dancing with the background dancer on the platform as well.
wanna control your soul Alehina does a move as if she would take grasp of something in front of her and the same lady as before appear beside the man to turn him to face the public. This one had a medium length of dirty blonde hairs and seemed quite surprised, angry even toward the lady.
Behind the hatred there lies a plundering love The lady smile and and turn the man's face to face her.

The Future has been over The image of the hologram of both figure stops there and gets much smaller to be on top of the stage which setting seemed to be a mix of future and past structures.
But we are fixating on that The couple is frozen into a golden coin that looks too be like a clock that stopped with their picture behind it. The platform is almost done with its turn and the stage open a bit to give some space to it as it descend.
The past is still to come Two clocks appear next to the one with the couple's coin.
Yes! They are in the same time With a move of her arms clockwise she ends up pointing in the air and the clocks fuse together to do an effect as if it was warped, the particles of lights descending from the effect comes toward Alehina as her costume change once again, the dress design staying closely the same except that now it is mostly red as if the lady had came to her.

Death is a frame It's a spiral That's all How do you think? Holographic screens showed image of the story of both of the couple from various time starting here and Alehina continued to sing walking around the stage as her dancers occupied areas that needed people.
God and Evil It's a scapegoat through the heart What do you know?
"What's at the back of your mind? I can't hold your hand"
You say "Where are you going to take me? I can't believe" [i] Alehina place a hand on one of her dancers shoulder before pushing him away and walking further.
[i]We walk the parallel line

Nothing's gonna change my deep love for you Herself and most of her dancer join together to dance once again as a group as lights are flashing around the entire stage.
Everything will be going right for me
Oh, we are wandering in light and darkness through eyes Lights are wandering the stage and some lights goes missing.

Break down! Let's revamp all the truth and we will create a fact At the word break down, her and her dancer all drop and they slowly come back up in a circle with her being higher.
I wanna feel the reality with the agony of doubt She is fully standing and as her hands go down, her dancers slowly go down with the beat.

I love U Cuz U are always by my side... All lights but one are remaining at this point, one that is showing her standing and passing her hands in front of her toward the public in a way of saying you all. And as she mention always by her side, she placed the same head closed in front of her heart. Her voice sounded more robotic in that part, but it was all part of her enhancement that gave her opportunity to use tricks whenever she wanted.

Dead or Alive Dead or Alive At the first she use the same hand to punch on her right and then toward the left which is behind her where controlled chained explosion of little twinkle line. She turn to punch to the left and then leave the hand opened as if she tossed something on the right and the same thing happens.

Back to you... At the piano notes she advance forward and points forward before turning back as the beat take back in and her dancers revive and lights come back to follow the beat as well.

Can't you read? Can't you see? At each shout in the back, there would be another explosion and on this moment she would act as if communicating with one of the dancer before dismissing him as he go in the back.
My words in your virtual vision
Save my life! Save your life! Going back and forth between her dancers, she seem overly confused, but it is all acting.
Why do you come here? I'm such a liar She hold herself as if in pain.
Bad choice! Bad sign! [i] She start collapsing by level as her dancers come closer around her like they were the weight holding her down.
[i]It is a prologue of collapse Collapsing on her knee, she start looking up.
I don't stop your desire, cuz I can't forget you Her look goes back down to the floor as she shake her head.

Nothing's gonna change with you in the world The world appears again in the background as the girl from before looked as if she was trapped inside with the man.
Everything will be decided by the rules They both seem to disagree and look at each other.
Oh, We are traveling the past and the future through love Ticking clocks appear all around the room and it lights up more as Alehina start to rise a little bit.

Break out! Alehina rise up one shot, the dancers that were the weight being 'thrown' in the air as they really just did acrobatic maneuver to make it look like they were doing that. At the same time the couple break out of the world and start flying forward as also explosions of twinkle are done again more in the front.
Let's dial back all the pains and we will be born again The couple separate to come back together as Alehina dance some more with her dancers.
I wanna see the stars with you Her right hand goes forward as she mention 'I wanna see' and her left show the public as she mention 'with you', stars looking as if they were falling from the roof like shooting stars.
Over the miracle Pointing up, the couple transform into a big light.

It's not a Dead END She walks back, her dancers clearing the path as she pass by. Lights of the stars all gathering in the middle of the stadium at a good height. She finally spins with the dancers falling in chain as her arm pass by and finally stops to her left, with her head inclined to the right as well as her legs, her dress being back to the first one, this time with the logo that also appears at the same time in the middle of the room with a last explosion on stage. It was the logo of her album with colors of her main guild.

The public had a very loud reaction to the explosive end of this song as the night was only starting. The end of it came quicker then she thought it would take to get there however and it was eventually the time to say goodbye to that precious public of hers.

***

The morning of the big day.

Light came into her rich condo and she turns in her bed, being bothered by the light on the side which she was sleeping. Her bodyguard Kamila was the one who had opened the curtain. ''Young lady it is time to wake up, you have a long day ahead of you.''

''Mmmm....'' Alehina was moaning as she didn't quite want to get up yet. The concert had been quite demanding yesterday.

Kamila removed the blankets saying ''You have 30 seconds to get up M'lady.''

Alehina opened her eyes slightly and looked toward the woman with some annoyed look. ''Fine I'm getting up....'' The poor girl was still half awake and got up from her bed and started to prepare the clothes she would wear. ''May I have some privacy ? ''

Kamila nods and says ''Very well, I shall wait for you outside.''

Alehina start getting ready, but she also slip a different T-shirt and a long brown wig into her bag along with sunglasses. She smiled thinking of how she would plan her great escape this time, but first she needed to eat and so she went out of her room to take a chocolate bar. ''That should do !''

''Surely you're not planning to eat breakfast on that only... Please sit down, I'll prepare something for you. '' Darian said sweetly as he checked what was available in the fridge.

''I'm doing what I want and if I want to eat chocolate I will ! ~'' With a small giggle she eat it.

''It's not good for you however.'' Darian said looking worried.

''It's not good for me he saaays ~ '' She sang in a playful tone.

Are you mimicking me ?

''I dunnoooo~ Maybe I aaaaaaAaaamm.

Kamila step in front of her and place her hands on the table. ''You are still gonna eat that meal he will make for you.'' Her posture was really imposing and showing great authority.
Alehina ignored her and move her attention back to Darian.

Whenever you're ready~ I shall eat this meal of youuurs~She sings, taking another bite on her chocolate bar.

Shaking his head he turns back to the fridge with a small smile. ''As you wish M'Lady.'' He knew she wasn't the kind to be easy intimidated, nor to convince at anything, but if she agreed to the meal it was enough.

When the breakfast was finally done with they moved down as she mention she had to go meet with someone and asked them to ready the car. But that was only part of her marvelous trick. She had asked one of her good friend to come with the same set of pants and Alehina would give the lady her shirt and put the one hidden in her bag to her.

''Thanks a lot Missa. I love you !'' Alehina said with a wink.

''Eheh, no probs !'' Missa had the same haircut as the singer and was sometimes used as a pawn. Alehina would often make so her bodyguards are busy elsewhere too.

Putting the brown wig on and the glasses after, Alehina slip away before Missa finally get out and go meet with her bodyguards that were right down the corner, knowing they would leave from the front, Alehina, took a stroll to the underground parking where she had a parking of her own with quite a few engines of her collection to pilot... ''Well... which of you will have the honor of being piloted by me ? '' She said looking at her collection of motorcycle.

She pick a red one and remove the wig for now just because it would get messy and place a helmet on her head, placing her stuff in the bag on the side before she would go out of her private area and close the door. And there we go it was a successful launch into the city. Taking the highway as soon as she could she would go hit the best of view for the planet. The city was kinda compact with large buildings going from the lower level of the city to the top. The artificial sky was bright blue and was clear. Screens were showing the news where they would speak of her performance, but all she cared so far was the wind of freedom.

[Attn: EDI, Open]

"Affirmative. Uploading Now."

Kydoimos waited for the mission details to update. Apparently he was scheduled for deployment on the planet's surface in 17 hours. The planet's information would be updated and transmitted closer to the mission start. It was still being acquired by probe, recon, and by the salvage crews that would be going out on a mission soon.

There was one startling update though, that drew Kydoimos' attention to the crew manifest. The sole crew member in stasis wasn't anymore, the crew member's name was:

Jasmine Palmer

A human, and the sole Organic who could actually remember the launch of the mission. It was interesting that she had been returned to service, but then again Kydoimos didn't know the reasons for such a thing, he wasn't cleared for that level of information.

Kydoimos hadn't actually met this Palmer but he did possess basic level information on her, mainly just her identification. Should he happen to meet her in the street he would be able to ID her, though it was unlikely she would ID him.

"EDI, Commencing Leisurely Transit to Mission Deployment Zone." He left it unsaid but both of them would remain in communication as the mission information continued to update.

Kydoimos walked through the long laid dust, leaving his foot prints behind as he walked towards the exit. He would go through the outer corridors, then cut across through residential so he could admire the changes the Organics had imposed on their living environment since his last service date. As he entered the lit corridors of the service tunnels, he began to double check his clearances and run them by command so he wouldn't enter into a prohibited zone.

The request was still pending and Kydoimos was left to wonder if they would allow him to wander through residential on his way to the hangar.

Craisa rolls her eyes at the end of the recording. What does it matter if she's to work on time or not? She'll finish her assignment, when she get's around to it anyway... maybe. *sigh* Alright, he had every right to be angry with her. Craisa hopped off of her chair and placed her notebook gently in the middle of her desk. She gathered all of the essentials, water, weapons, etc. in a pack and headed for the Salvage Saint's main office.

She looked through the schedule posted on the wall and saw that she was part of an exploration of one of the nearby moons, lead by Ishmael Nober. Thank goodness she received a reminder. If Craisa forgot about this her pay would most definitely be docked again, as it was she was broke. Craisa knew Ishmael was an excellent fighter but not much else. This was her chance to learn more about him, and maybe cause some trouble on the mission. "Woot," Craisa exclaimed smirking. Craisa tried to forget her socially inept past, so much is changing, after all. Ready, she waited for further orders with a new light shining fantly in her eyes.

[Attn: EDI]

Jazz hears the electronic voice and her eyes narrow. "Oh...right...the A.I," she says. She hesitates to respond until she is told she can go ahead to the final resting place of her mentor. "Thank you," she says coldly. She'd forgotten about it. If there was anything she trusted less than the Alliance Council, it was A.I's. she wouldn't argue their convenience, but it made her wary. "Point me to an Omni-Tool and I'll look over the files."

Then she turns to 'Hyghen'. "Right. Sorry about throttling you. It was a reflex. If you would, lead the way to the burial grounds or whatever you have on this tub."

[ATTN: Corridors headed towards residential, Open]

EDI confirmed his permissions for his desired excursion into the residential quarters as the confirmation from command arrived simultaneously. As Kydoimos traversed the corridors, he heard the echoing of his heavy footsteps off the walls.

There was little to no traffic in these secure sections of the ship. He periodically passed emergency bulkheads and the occasional cleaning-bots. Kydoimos often wondered how many Synthetic Intelligences became contemptuous or expressed pity for other machines, as if they where some lesser brothers/sisters.

They where machines but not Synthetics, though Kydoimos had risen from among their ranks himself. In that he more closely mirrored the Geth, though there was some debate on if they where actual AI's or not. Kydoimos changed his course to put himself out of the way of another service droid, this one repairing a damaged section of wall panel that had been removed to repair the circuitry underneath.

There was an empathy that Kydoimos felt to other machines, even the ones that performed only a single function. Did he understand the scientific and technological differences between himself and other machines? Yes. It merely seemed like he drew a parallel between himself and other machines, much like the races of the Alliance view each other.

It wasn't impossible for him not to have noticed that he had reached the access doors into the residential district, after all his systems notified him of it. Kydoimos was constantly aware of his position inside the ship, and the position of things around him, even when he wasn't connected to the navigation systems of the ship.

Utterly aware of where he was and where he was headed, he purposefully chose to stick to the back roads so as to not interfere with popular traffic or cause public unease with his presence.

The scenery was different then a few months ago. Organic influences caused a certain level of permissible change on their environment almost constantly. Kydoimos passed by a group of people streaming some sort of show off the Ethernet. Perhaps later once he had found a terminal he would look into it, and why the Organics seemed so captivated about this idol singer.

Kydoimos proceeded in observing the Organics as he continued his slow walk towards the mission rendezvous point.

[ATTN:  Sonali]

"Yes!"  Imadorie says happily, "My father and I are headed to the North windows!  You'll be able to see the planet from there in an hour or so!"

Her hand reaches out to the Drell's arm as she refers to him as her father and he smiles fondly.  His other hand falls to his side as he lets her continue to speak, choosing silence as a proper greeting, this time.

"The planet is beautiful, I bet!  I want to see what it looks like from space!  Aren't you interested at all?   I know you look like a doctor and all, but a planet from space is still really coooool!!"  Imadorie rambles on excitedly.  "You could come with us!"

"Apologies, ma'am."  The Drell says, "I am Kaed.  It is all right if you are busy.  We do not mean to be a delay to your schedule."


[ATTN:  Jazz]

Hyghen nods his head with confirmation and moves forward, leading Jasmine down a set of stairs and eventually towards a dimly lit room.  They walk for about ten minutes in silence, the Turian surely having nothing to say.  He does, however, stop after a while to retrieve an omni-tool for Jasmine and hands it over without much of anything but a kind gesture.

Then, they continue on again until the reach a room with walls that appear to be...a massive plaque.  Names are carved into it, neatly arranged in an orderly pattern, with space where names have not been carved on a few of the walls near the entrance to the room.  The floor also has some names carved into it, though the ceiling does not.  

After a few taps onto his own omni-tool, he says "Ah.  It is here."

He moves towards the central most wall in front of the entrance and points to the Spectre's name, which was carved in a different font than the others, it would seem, probably due to his Spectre status.   He looks over at her awkwardly, silent, but then finally says:  "I'll uh...leave you two alone.  I'll be at the door when you are ready to meet with the Council.  Then I can escort you there."


[ATTN:  Craisa, Ishmael]

Silvis smiles, looking up from his desk with his blue-screened, holographic computer shining a blue hue onto his face.  He had scowled when Craisa had entered the room, but now his countenance is quite the opposite.  

"Greetings, Ishmael.  A pleasure to see you--and just on time.  You are ever so punctual."  Silvis the Salarian appraises with his speedy speech.  "I do have here a list of your team.  The highest ranking member, other than yourself, on the team is Craisa, so unless you choose to ask a secondary member to join you, I am afraid that is all you will have to work with."

With that, he looks at Craisa with narrowed eyes, clearly unsatisfied as she slumps about the room, obviously ignoring his insulting comments.  She doesn't seem at all phased by his words or critiquing.  Asari, Silvis thinks to himself with disapproval, shaking his head.

[Attn: Ishmael, Silvis]

Criasa paced about the small room absentmindedly, she couldn't help but be overly excited about the mission and nearly forgot it hadn't began yet. She went over the mistakes she'd made during her past missions, the list went on and on. "Then, I didn't really care either way, now that there's something to work towards I'll be fine," she thought, her spirits intact.

When suddenly, the person on her mind, Ishmael, walked into the room. She turned to face him and her mouth dropped open for a moment. He was insanely tall, how didn't she realize that before? "I must be a total space cadet," she thought. Craisa shrugged as he formally introduced himself to Silvis, he seemed to be self important, but it was too early to pass judgement. She swung her left leg forward and let her feet and mind wonder once again.

"There is one more person I was informed of that might prove useful to the mission," he said when the Salarian had finished. "Alehina Lordine. Would you happen to know where I might find her?" He turned to regard Craisa."And you're welcome to accompany me to recruit her, Craisa."

Craisa stopped and looked to Ishmael. She shook her head fast, "No, idea! But, I would love to join you." She wasn't completely sure what was going on but that didn't really matter. She walked to Ishmael's side, sure that she looked tiny in comparison. Craisa laughed to herself, "Let's go!"

[Attn: Open, Hyghen]

Jazz stands at the wall, observing everything around her.  There were...a lot of names here.  Every one of them haunted her.  She actually recognized a few.  Mourning was a lot harder on a person when they were in a situation to do it all at once.  Everyone she ever knew...dead.  But she stopped at the name of her old mentor and friend.  "Stubborn old Krogan," she says to herself.  "Krogan live long lives, you said.  I'll live to see the colony, you said.  What's worse, you actually got me to believe it."  She stands there in silence, wandering off into the dangerous abandoned world known as her memories.

"Kid, I don't think I even know any Krogan as hard headed as you,"

"Getting soft, old man?" Jazz says, holding her pistol on him.

"Don't let any other Krogan hear you say that to them. They'll gut you like a fish," the Krogan says.

His own weapon had seemingly been shot from his hand. It was between the two of them on the floor and her gun was working with disrupt or ammo. A few shots would drop his shields. "Check-"

Suddenly the Krogan disappears. A Krogan infiltrator was...something you didn't see every day. Jazz fires off a few shots instinctively. But they all hit the wall at the opposite side of the room. Even more suddenly, she's bowled over. The next thing she sees is her mentor in cloaking as he plows into her with the ol' Krogan Charge. Her shields drop immediately and he stands over her. "Mate," he says, smugly.

"You said-"

"I know what I said. Your enemies are going to say things too. Spectres have to expect the unexpected. Or do you think everyone out to kill you is going to be fighting fair?" He boasts with a smirk, helping her up.

"I could've-"

"You could've...what? Your shields were down. I'm a Krogan."

Jazz smiles and looks up at him.

He was laid back for a Spectre, let alone a Krogan Spectre. Once her trip down memory lane was over and done with, Jazz sifts through the files she'd received on her Omni-Tool before walking out to Hyghen. "I'll get my things and then you can take me to see the Council," she says. Once she'd gotten her belongings, including an improved version of her old ensemble, complete with her favorite jacket, she heads off with Hyghen to have her little meeting.

[Attn: Council]

As amusing as seeing the rest of the council getting chewed out by a Krogan was, Jazz kept a straight face and stood erect when faced with the council's accusations. "Acknowledged," she states simply when they are finished their...polite ranting. "If I may, however, it has come to my attention that the human and Quarian representatives haven't spoken." She eyes the two of them but continues to talk before either can speak. "I only found it interesting. Nothing to think about, I'm sorry." She then relaxes herself a bit with crossed arms and closed eyes.

"With respect, councilors, I did not ask for this position. However many years ago it was that the offer was made, I said that I would accept it, should the council decide to bestow such a status," she sees mouths preparing to move but she cuts them off again. "And it was. With that being said, I would be honored to accept this status but also wholly understand your position. It is, after all, quite the...responsibility. If you elected not to bestow such a title to a...to me, then I would not be upset and would, of course, return to active U-Sec duty."

Then she opens her Omni-tool and glances over the files again, "You are, of course, very well informed, councilors. I was a pirate and I did have problems with the previous council. Personally, I don't think the Turian representative liked me too much. And I thought I had such an electric personality," she jests. "No doubt you also know that those pirates serving alongside me were abductees from a Slaver raid...abductees that I freed...alone. Several witness reports were among my files on that."

She scrolls through more files. "You've misread my file, however. I never disregarded council authority to pursue criminal activities. I disregarded Council Authority because of what I was in training to do. There was no way out of a particular situation where Council regulation wouldn't be compromised. I would much rather complete a mission at the risk of being scolded, than fail a mission altogether. As for the political ramifications, I was never assigned anything where the political backlash couldn't be easily rectified." The she pauses. "The first human Spectre had to prove they were worthy of the position as well. If you wish it, I will do the same. Is that not fair?"