Mass Effect: Devotion RP

(cerebus? -.-)

Ferron continues following the man until after getting out of a taxi. He stares up at the council towers and sighs as he walks closer.

As he approaches them the asari in the middle calls out his name.

"Ferron! You are the last know survivor of the Odessey and for trying to save the entire ship in risk of your life we commend you. We know it was hard to lose all your friends and crew, for that we offer you a medel of honor for you brave actions, even though you could not succeed. Meeting ajourned."

Ferron closes his eyes, smilies, and nods at the council, turns and walks out.
He sighs and clenches his fist, everything they said was a lie...he knew that....

(XD almost...)

Running through the endless series of halls, Tyndareus hears the current events spewed over the news communication channels. He stops dead on the mention of the Ferron's ceremony.

"...That man...will pay..."

"Oh really? And how do you plan on doing that?"

A low, almost mechanic voice rings out from behind the turian.

"Who's there!"

A figure wrapped in a black cloak appears in front of him.

"That guy they were talking about ...The drell spectre... You have unfinished business with him, right?"

Tyndareus remains silent.

"I'll take that as a yes. Well, back to my earlier question. How do you plan to take out a spectre, now regarded as a hero and backed fully by the Council, at his peak?"

"...I'll kill them all."

The figure is shaken for a moment seeing the absolute fury burning in the turian's eyes. He then breaks out into a short burst of laughter.

"Woah! I like those eyes! Sends shivers right down my biotics!"

The figure then turns his back on Tyndareus.

"You've got the guts, but what you lack a common necessity in assassination. Intel. But I', sure I don't have to tell someone like you that, do I?"

Once again, Tyndareus is silent.

"Follow me, Tyndareus, and your revenge will be complete."

The figure disappears into the darkness. After a short while, the turian runs after the figure.

...I'm that much closer to you...Feron.

Sitting in his room, Ferron stares into a cup with glass, which previously had alcohol in it.
He sighs at the cup and looks up as he hears his door open. A drell woman and boy runs through the door.
"Thia!"
Ferron yells as he gets up and runs to the woman and hugs her.

Tyndareus arrives in a strangely advanced docking bay. He sees a shuttle ready to be boarded.

"Get in."

The voice rings out once again. Clenching his fists, he does so. The shuttle zooms out of the bay leaving a strange station floating in an asteroid field. Remaining silent, the two keep their thoughts to themselves as they soar through space. Losing himself in the stars, Tyndareus thinks of his life before the military.

...Anya...

Shedding tears of joy, Ferron hugs his family joy fills through his body but right before his eyes the bodies crumble to dust.
"Wha!?"
the room around him starts burning, then turns to ash.

He quickly wakes up from his sleep, widening his eyes and slightly screaming ferron pants heavily and rests his head in his hands.
"Thia..."
he sighs.

The shuttle continues its silence until Tyndareus feels his patience beginning to wear thin.

"...Are you going to tell me where we're going?"

The man in shrouds laughs.

"Don't worry. It'll all make sense when we get there."

The turian eyes the man strangely.

"Which is when?"

The man in shrouds looks away, slowly turning to the starry scene behind him.

"Sooner than you think."

Tyndareus folds his arms, and keeps his eyes on the mysterious man.

Something's not right here. I'm keeping my guard up, just in case this little freak ends up getting in my way.

After sighing at himself in a mirror, Ferron heads down the the embassy to see if they have any word of his family.
After taking a taxi there, he nods at a human male behind a desk.
"Any word on my family?"

The man begins to type.
"Ah yes! they have been found, and are being brought here by shuttle this very moment!"

Ferron smiles,
"thank you."

He turns his head and thinks he sees tyndaerus in the crowd starring at him then turn and walk away.

"what the!?"
Ferron follows.

"Ah, here we are."

A small white planet comes into view. Tyndareus' suspicions grow worse.

"And 'here' would be?"

Once again the shrouded man laughs.

"Omerta. It's the newest addition to council space. Any more questions?"

"Tch. Like you'll answer them straightforwardly."

The man tilts his head back and laughs heartily.

"That attitude of yours will come in handy."

Beeps and chirps go off as the shuttle begins to enter Omerta's atmosphere.

Ferron follows the Turian into the warehouse district.
Strangely enough the turian stops infront of a volus and begins to converse with him.
Ferron hides in the shadows right before the turian looks behind him, so he doesn't catch ferron.
He watches as the Volus gives the Turian a mechnical core-type object.
Ferron puts on a questionned face and contineus to follow him as he walks away.

The shuttle lands in a snow-filled terrain.

"We have to travel quickly, the temperature is well below freezing point outside."

Tyndareus leaps out of the shuttle.

"Strange ...I don't feel anything."

He turns to man in shrouds still inside the shuttle.

"Coming?"

The man laughs and joins the turian. They head toward a strangely advanced door.

The turian finally approaches a ship and ferron watches his board.
Ferron loads a tracker shell into his pistol, and fires it at the ship.
he watches as it takes of and hails a taxi.

The two are now waiting in an elevator. Tyndareus' frustration is at its peak.

"How much longer is it gonna be?"

"Patience. You must learn to hold your woes at bay-"

The turian slams his fist into the steel wall, causing an impossibly deep dent.

"I don't have time to be lectured."

The lift stops and the doors open.

"Looks like you have more time then you thought."

The shrouded man scoffs and exits the lift. Tyndareus pulls his fist out of the wall and follows him.

After a long follow, the ship lands on the far side of the opposite end of the citadel.
The taxi parks away from it, and Ferron waits patiently while the turian walks into a building with a long elevator coming out of the roof that connects another section of the citadel.
he gets out of the taxi and follows.

The lift comes to a screeching halt.

"Follow me."

The shrouded man walks out of the lift heading into a dark corridor. With each step he takes, lights flicker on reacting to his movements.

"Tch. Out of one sketchy complex and into another."

The shrouded man scoffs as he leads Tyndareus further into the darkness.

Ferron follows the turian, making sure to stay behind, into a building with flickering lights, almost dark.

oh great, im walking into the monster's den here...
Ferron think as he looks around the slummy building.

The shrouded man hangs a left after the corridor reaches a fork.

"This way."

Tyndareus follows until the two reach a medium sized door. The shrouded man puts his hand on a scanner and the door slides open. They enter a balcony overlooking a turian standing among vagrants.

"Wait here. Watch the turian."

The man in shrouds disappears without giving Tyndareus a chance to respond.

Ferron stops when the turian enters a large crowd.
He follows turian with his eyes, and he stays close to the walls and walks around the room.

Tyndareus watches from the balcony as the shrouded man approaches the turian informant.

...I have a bad feeling about this...

Ferron walks up to the bar, keeping an eye on the turian. he orders a drink, and the bright blue liquid in a fancy glass gets placed on the bar and ferron slowly drinks it.

The shrouded man reaches the informant. After greetings, it seems the two are debating the price of something. After a little argument, the informant hands something to the shrouded man and walks off angrily. The shrouded man then heads back to the balcony.

There is definitely something up here...

here we go
Ferron throws his glass at a krogan and turns around quickly so the krogan thinks it was the guy at the end of the bar and rushes him and starts fighting, and in less the 10 seconds the whole bar erupts into a fight.

The shrouded man appears behind Tyndareus.

"Let's go."

"That's it?"

"For now... Unless you feel like joining the fight?"

Tyndareus shrugs. The shrouded man laughes.

"Yeah you're right, it would be a bloodbath... Come on. Let's go."

The two walk back through the corridor they came in from.

Ferron losses sight of the turian, after looking around he sees him walking out of a door with another man.
"damn!"
he quickly glides across the room, to catch up.

While walking through the dark corridor once again, Tyndareus' grows more suspicious of the man he was following.

"I'm getting tired of these games. What the hell is going on here?"

The shrouded man stops. Tyndareus eyes widen as he comes to halt right behind him.

"...We have to get something to fix that attitude of yours."

An enormous killing aura reigns the corridors, almost choking the turian.

Something tells me I should not pick a fight with this guy...Almost like a...

Tyndareus looks over his shoulder.

"There's someone following us."

"No time to lose. Let's go."

The two continue down the corridor toward to docking bay.

Feeron tries to remain hidden while following the two men through the corridors.