Feb 26, 2021 10:30 AM
Theodora Ndikima Terentin, savior of the galaxy
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"We don't bribe minions, kid."

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"Dammit."

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When's Morty's birthday again... she sets a reminder on her omni. Which will be recycled soon. Oh well! Attachment is weakness! Porting over data is fun!

"Well, they didn't give us an entire mafioso starship, but free Warhead for a year plus Saren's dirty laundry gets us most of the way, right?" Terentin plops what would be a very condescending hand on Udina's shoulder if he wasn't so good at psychological chess that it makes him immune to such tactics.

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"...yes, this changes matters considerably... I'd be more comfortable if you had a more robust squad, but-"

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Sal'Poma runs up, mechanically-filtered breathing audible through her suit. "Your people were trying to pay me off and tell me to leave," she says without preamble. "I want to go with you instead. If you don't want me I don't have to come, but I don't want geth overrunning the galaxy any more than anybody else."

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"What a coincidence," Garrus says, stolling behind her. "I was about to say approximately the same thing. I just left C-Sec, I'm joining your squad and kicking Saren's ass. Please."

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"You guys!" Obviously the deadly teen and nerd detective, useful as they are, are hired on the spot.

Commander Terentin is going to insist on a highly awkward lunch meeting to discuss logistics. It's possible that Udina can steer it into a secure venue but her default setting is 'food court' and she can go full sheep dog and herd people, including ambassadors, if there's any obvious resistance.

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Udina spends most of his effort trying to get out of it entirely, actually, claiming he has things to discuss with Anderson in private, but once it's clear this will not convince the Commander he acquiesces reluctantly. He's apparently got a room reserved at a restaurant on the Presidium, and he insists the meeting take place there rather than "in the middle of the damned Wards, with unsecured cameras everywhere, for the love of God". They make for an unusual dinner party, but this place is used to accommodating that.

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Once they're seated, Anderson says, "He wants me to give you the Normandy."

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"Anderson, you know it's -"

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"And I agree."

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"I. Hm. Wow. I guess if you two are agreeing about something then I should just say yes, no questions." Terentin gulps down ice water. "But: question: is this, like, a counter-bribe?"

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"No. Or at least, not primarily. This is a lot of factors coming together. You'll need the Normandy's stealth systems if you're going to follow Saren into the Terminus Systems. You'll need a crew that you know, and the Normandy has one."

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"And Admiral Hackett wants me behind a desk. Because I'm not getting any younger."

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"David, it's not that you're getting old. It's that you're dangerously volatile and, with your service history, promotion is the only way anyone can dispose of you."

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"Do you gentlemen need a minute?"

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"Absolutely not, thank you Warhead."

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Teddy's sad that Anderson won't be sticking around for the long haul. They're close, in a kind of militarily distant way. But she doesn't want to cry over her, well, whatever her food is? It's not exactly a human dish, really. It's nice that he's unclenching, a little, at least.

"I'll take care of her. Might take the opportunity to throw Joker out of an airlock, though, sir."

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"Don't underestimate him. Boy grates on you like a steel file, but he had the best flight test scores in two generations."

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"Am I the only one who likes Joker?"

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"Yes."

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