Day 10
The
Quarian knows how to take a person down I’ll give her that. Damn, I don’t think
I ever want to be on the receiving end of a neural shock. She isn’t the brightest
though when it comes to handling bodies. When by the time I reached her and the
Asari they were both tugging on the unconscious Salarian trying to bring him
back to the bar; Lúthien pulling on his horns, and the Quarian pulling on an
obviously broken arm (you could see the arm stretching). So I quickly took over
and heaved the Salarian onto my back and carried him back to the rest of the
squad.
As
we returned to the ship, an official-looking skycar pulls up and drops the
Commander off, with K8 following quickly behind. Once aboard, we parted to
interrogate our prisoners: the Quarian, Krogan, and the LT to interrogate the doctor
we apprehended last week, Lúthien and I to interrogate the Salarian with the
broken arms. Lúthien and I decided to play the whole “good cop/bad cop” routine.
I walk in with some painkillers and water, and explain to him the only way to
get these was to answer my questions or he would have to meet the other
not-so-nice interrogator, and at this point we could hear a rather distressed
and desperate scream from the other interrogation room, which was rather handy.
He quickly conceded in giving me all the information that he could. Lúthien
then comes in, saunters over to him, places her hands lightly on his shoulders
and repeats the questions, and lightly brushing the fractures in his arm to
assure the veracity of his information. Once we concluded that we couldn’t get
any more info out of him I pushed the pill and water closer to him and we left
the room. As the door shut we heard a thud and a yelp of pain, I sent in a
serviceman in to help the poor bastard out.
In
the hallway we met up with the rest of the crew as the Quarian raced by us
crying. I guess the other interview didn’t go so well, looking at the Krogan I
think I saw a piece of skin in between his teeth, no wonder the Quarian ran
off, she wouldn’t be able to stomach a Krogan feeding, few people in this
galaxy can! It turns out that the doctor has a secret data cache in his
apartment that needs to be taken care of, as well as our doppelgangers. The
Commander decided to inform President Tali’Zorah of our situation and to ask
for help in either of our plights.
Before leaving the planet, we had
out ship upgraded and ID changed to the Phoenix, a fitting symbol if you ask
me. Our stay on Rannoch has been anything but boring, it’ll be interesting to
see what the future will bring.
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