Mass Effect: Devotion RP

"On my count..."

He looks out the open bay doors as the ship begins to move backward.

"1....2....3! Jump!"

Tyndareus leaps out and soars through the air, crashing on top of a tech sales kiosk.

feron rolls out and slowly gets up.
"back...to the....ship..."

Tyndareus ignores him as he watches the frigate fly away from the citadel unmanned. Just as it leaves its orbit, the ship explodes in a flurry of blue and red. Several bystanders gasp in stare, some even scream. The turian goes over to his superior.

"Looks like we should get out of here."

"agreed."
He stumbles back to the docking harbor where his ship is.

He helps his comrade up.

"Are you alright?"

His drell recovery quickly helps his injuries.
"yes...im..better...now we must make haste!"
he runs to his ship.

"I like that attitude!"

He quickly follows his comrade.

He gets to his ship and quickly orders everone through the comm.
"were leaving the citedel and ehading to krogan hostile airspace...prep the ship!"
He heads to the shippilot and tell him to head to follow the ship that just took off.

"Talk to me, Feron. What's going through your mind?"

He looks at the Drell with a newfound respect.

Feron stands straight and his eyes widen, his voice deepens.
"Dusk.
He is in my sights.
Cannot shoot, cannot breathe.
He is murdering a small village.
Finger is frozen...like ice.
Ants crawls up it.
I flinch, pull the trigger without looking.
Shoot a child, He notices me...runs..."

He looks down, and returns to normal.

Tyndareus looks surprised, then remembers the Drell memory ability.

"Ah yes, I've heard of this. Your species has an uncanny ability to 'live' their memories, am I correct?"

"indeed you are turian..."
He continues meddling around with his omni-tool.

"So what's the plan?"

He looks at his leader with new-found sense of adventure.

He finishes his omni-tool vanishes.
"where tracking the ship that the asari and Taw escaped on, they're going to rebel krogan histile teritory so we've prepped the defenses and offenses."
He begins to walk to the elevator.

"Good, I'm eager to give that quarian a piece of my mind."

He slams his fist into the palm of his other hand.

"i have been chasing that quarian for nearly half of my life tyndareus....He wont be that easy to catch...as you can see we didnt catch him back there..."

"Don't worry. Back then you didn't have me to help you."

"indeed i didnt...indeed i didnt..."
He walks to his comp screen and inputs things on it.

"Oh I just remembered. I ran into Ashley Williams, a member of Shepard's old assault squad. I believe she was looking for you."

"oh yes, she has decided to move on from this team, she went to go help support a colony in the terminus systems....she is on her way now actually."
He attempts a smile.

"Am I sensing a past history with her, Feron?"

"well...."
His voice deepns again, his eyes widen as well.
"Talking with the council.
Feeling Angry.
They Sent a Turian Spectre Instead of Me.
Ashley williams, was supposed to be rescued.
They labeled me, "Unfit" becuase of the child i shot."
He comes back to his sense.
"yes, well...that pretty much sums it up...."

Tyndareus is surprised by his accurate description.

"Well, that's unsettling...What should we do when she tries to contact us again?"

He face turns seldom.
"...she wont."
He turns and walks to his private quarters.
"gets some sleep ty...you need it."

"...You too."

He heads to his personal quarters.