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"Engineers Donnelly and Daniels, along with 80% of the rest of your crew, were honorably discharged from the Alliance prior to their employment by Cerberus," EDI says. "You might extend the limited trust you hold in your former employer to them."

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"...eh, a little."

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Miranda gives June a tour of the ship's facilities. "The CIC and helm are in the same place, as you can see, but the main deck also holds a fully equipped biomedical laboratory and an armory, in the latter of which, as you can see, Operative Shi has set up shop. Here's your interim omni-tool."

"The crew deck is much the same as it was, but we've expanded the crew quarters somewhat and installed two viewing lounges. I've taken the liberty of installing myself in the XO's office."

"Engineering, again, is similar to the SR-1. The cargo bay has been split into two sections to accommodate the increased size of the Element Zero core."

"The captain's quarters. We decided against including a wall-to-wall fishtank, but if you feel that was a mistake we can have one installed."

"And we're back at the main deck! I'm emailing you the dossiers on the additional squadmates that we think you might be interested in, and... while we're here, I think you should head to the helm and see what we've done with it."

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"Well that's not an ominous phrasing or anything."

She heads to the helm. What else is she gonna do?

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Someone she might remember swivels his seat around.

"Shepard! You've finally come over to the dark side!"

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"Shit, Joker? You're kidding! I half expected you to be dead!" She is literally bouncing. "I want to hug you but if I did you might die!"

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"Ghost hug, ghost hug - yeah I didn't die, I didn't have a great time what with the couple seconds' vacuum exposure but I got into the pod before my lungs could rupture and I only spent a couple months in the hospital. And, you know, I went back to active duty, but I kept saying shit like 'hey anybody else remember how the fucking Reapers are coming and we're taking potshots at stray geth' and I was gently encouraged to fuck off. So I moved back with my folks until I got a message from some spooky bastards going 'woo woo we have a bunch of spooky implications but also you're cool and we like you and do you want to work for us' and I was like 'beats playing Galaxy of Fantasy all fucking day'. So I joined Cerberus! It's been super worth it so far, I know they tried to murder you that one time but also Normandy 2 Normandy Harder has leather seats."

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"Ghost hug," she agrees, mirroring his air-hug gesture. "Goddamn. Okay. Maybe this isn't gonna suck as much as I thought."

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"Hope so. But, you know, in the event that we need to steal your ship again, I'm 100% on your side."

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"Glad to hear it. Okay, I better quit getting all sentimental on you and go do some paperwork or something. See you later."

She heads back to her cabin to check her messages and see how much of the promised reading material has arrived.

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Her cabin continues to be ridiculously large. Her email contains a number of things!

There's a non-negligible amount of spam and automated mailing list garbage from when she was dead. There's a surprising amount of nonspam email from when she was dead, too; it looks like a couple of her crewmates found sending letters to her ghost therapeutic. Especially Zanna.

Then, there's the promised emails from Miranda. She has an exhaustive list of June's cybernetic specifications. (Mostly unobjectionable. She's thoroughly illegal in Citadel Space, but there's nothing on there that's actually bad, and only some of it is stupid and unnecessary. Notably, nothing that can be hacked externally.) Also, she's been CCed on the mass email telling the "Venom", "Promethea", and "Shard" labs to cease operations immediately, and a substantial fraction of the resulting whining. (Each individual lab claims to have been days away from a major breakthrough.) Also, she has dossiers for a handful of potential crewmates. One is highlighted as "likely essential"; the others are merely "strongly recommended". 

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She'll read Likely Essential first and then proceed through the rest.

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DR. MORDIN SOLUS (LIKELY ESSENTIAL)

- Bioweapons expert

- Xenobiologist

- Close combat/light arms training (STG)

Dr. Mordin Solus is a salarian biological weapons expert whose technology may hold the key to countering Collector attacks. He is currently operating a medical clinic in the slums of Omega, where a multispecies plague is extant. Humans are immune to this plague, so his extraction should not be a problem.

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"HARRY"

- Exceptional biotic ability

- Significant combat experience

- Note: Criminal background, currently in custody

Harry is rumored to be the most powerful human biotic ever encountered. Very little additional data regarding Harry is available, except that the subject has a history of violence and should be approached carefully. Currently, Harry is being held on the turian prison ship Purgatory. Cerberus has negotiated for the prisoner's release.

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"ARCHANGEL"

- Small-unit tactical expertise

- Omni-tool expert and expert sniper

Archangel is a mercenary commander whose operations are noted for their technical expertise and strategic brilliance. They are responsible for high-profile attacks on gang leaders on Omega; said gangs have threatened to retaliate en masse, but given Archangel's psych profile it is unlikely that they will choose to leave the station. Cerberus agents have been in contact, and Archangel is receptive to the mission if the gangs can be "taken down a peg".

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She wonders idly whether the pronoun usage here reflects the genders of the described persons or just the inscrutable whims of some analyst team. Whatever, she'll figure it out when she gets there.

To Omega!

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To Omega!

"You know, I always wanted to see the Official Worst Place in the Galaxy. - I guess there's some competition from Khar'Shan but that's unofficial, their marketing's great."

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"Hey, we've been to the Citadel already, that's gotta be a contender for best-marketed worst place."

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Joker snrks. "Man, I don't like the place all that much either but it is not Khar'Shan." They pull into dock. "Wear your LARP armor out and don't take candy from strangers, Shepard."

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"Sure thing, Mom."

To the wretched hive of scum and villainy! In the LARP armor! The LARP armor is so delightful.

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Miranda and Zanna accompany her, also armored. A salarian comes out to meet them, exuding slime from his very soul. "Hello, hello. I am here to collect your docking fee, you understand, a mere formality -"

A heavily armored batarian comes up behind said salarian, picks him up by the neck, and tosses him into a bulkhead. "Get lost, rat. Shepard? Aria T'Loak would like to... touch base. You amenable to that?"

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What an informative first thirty seconds on a space station this is. Really makes her feel like she understands the nature of the place.

"Sure, why not."

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The batarian nods briskly and leads her party out of the docking bay, into a cross between Hieronymous Bosch's Hell and Katsuhiro Otomo's Neo-Tokyo. Various aliens (and just enough humans to be disconcerting) scream obscenities and hawk their wares, shove through the crowds, and pick through piles of trash. Their batarian guide shoves with the best of them, and clears them a path to a large structure pulsing with dance music. He nods to the elcor guarding the door, who opens it for them to pass through.

The interior is only marginally less crowded than the exterior, and it's even louder. (Loud enough that Shepard's cochlear implants activate, dampening the sound to safer levels.) The batarian muscles through the patrons, leading them upstairs past some guards.

They pass through a field, and suddenly, the music stops. The batarian drops to one knee. "Aria," he says.

"Thank you, Bray," says the asari sitting on the red leather couch. "You can go."

He leaves. Shepard and her companions are left alone with Aria.

"Why don't you have a seat?" she asks.

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"Wow, good job on the sexy/threatening aesthetic, I feel very sexily threatened." She sits down. "What's up?"

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Aria laughs politely. "You're... interesting enough that I'd like to know what you're doing on my station, let's say. I'm not going to threaten you, that'd be stupid. I just want to know that you're not here to fuck up my shit too badly, or if you are, to make sure that it's insured."

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