Garrus Vakarian, former C-Sec officer, intermittent Spectre, former Archangel, and current nothing much, walks through his family home on Palaven ill-temperedly. It turns out it's not an easy transition from constant battle against an implacable foe to a desk job back on your home planet; who knew?

Oh wait, he does. From the two separate occasions when he has attempted to do that. The Vakarian ancestor spirits hang their head in shame at their heir's capacity to learn from his own mistakes.

As he palms open the door to the family library, he notices that it is not the door to the family library, and incidentally what the fuck. He rolls behind cover, drawing a heavy pistol, and considers the situation.

1. The library is not the library.
2. What the fuck.
3. There do not appear to actually be enemy combatants in the area, which makes his very neat combat roll look kind of silly in retrospect.
4. He is not hallucinating, and while he knows that that's what someone who was hallucinating would say, turians don't actually hallucinate 'things being there' very often; their brain chemistry lends itself more to auditory hallucinations, when they have them at all. So it's probably not a hallucination. Because he's a turian.
5. What the fuck.
6. He should probably investigate Not The Library before the door closes.

Pistol still drawn (because there may not be any enemy combatants, but he's not a moron), he edges into the... rustic Earth-looking tavern? What the fuck. Again.

Garrus Vakarian, former C-Sec officer, intermittent Spectre, former Archangel, and current nothing much, walks through his family home on Palaven ill-temperedly. It turns out it's not an easy transition from constant battle against an implacable foe to a desk job back on your home planet; who knew?

Oh wait, he does. From the two separate occasions when he has attempted to do that. The Vakarian ancestor spirits hang their collective head in shame at their heir's capacity to learn from his own mistakes.

As he palms open the door to the family library, he notices that it is not the door to the family library, and incidentally what the fuck. He rolls behind cover, drawing a heavy pistol, and considers the situation.

1. The library is not the library.
2. What the fuck.
3. There do not appear to actually be enemy combatants in the area, which makes his very neat combat roll look kind of silly in retrospect.
4. He is not hallucinating, and while he knows that that's what someone who was hallucinating would say, turians don't actually hallucinate 'things being there' very often; their brain chemistry lends itself more to auditory hallucinations, when they have them at all. So it's probably not a hallucination. Because he's a turian.
5. What the fuck.
6. He should probably investigate Not The Library before the door closes.

Pistol still drawn (because there may not be any enemy combatants, but he's not a moron), he edges into the... rustic Earth-looking tavern? What the fuck. Again.

Garrus Vakarian, former C-Sec officer, former Spectre, former Archangel, and current nothing much, walks through his family home on Palaven ill-temperedly. It turns out it's not an easy transition from constant battle against an implacable foe to a desk job back on your home planet; who knew?

Oh wait, he does. From the two separate occasions when he has attempted to do that. The Vakarian ancestor spirits hang their collective head in shame at their heir's capacity to learn from his own mistakes.

As he palms open the door to the family library, he notices that it is not the door to the family library, and incidentally what the fuck. He rolls behind cover, drawing a heavy pistol, and considers the situation.

1. The library is not the library.
2. What the fuck.
3. There do not appear to actually be enemy combatants in the area, which makes his very neat combat roll look kind of silly in retrospect.
4. He is not hallucinating, and while he knows that that's what someone who was hallucinating would say, turians don't actually hallucinate 'things being there' very often; their brain chemistry lends itself more to auditory hallucinations, when they have them at all. So it's probably not a hallucination. Because he's a turian.
5. What the fuck.
6. He should probably investigate Not The Library before the door closes.

Pistol still drawn (because there may not be any enemy combatants, but he's not a moron), he edges into the... rustic Earth-looking tavern? What the fuck. Again.