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[omegaria]

Dear Mun? A vorcha could think of a better name than that. Better yet, how about I rename it to something more suitable to my tastes?

'Nobody Controls Me'.

You're lucky I'd rather be anywhere than the Citadel so I won't make things too difficult for you. Besides, I think I might actually like this place you're going to send me to.

It's going to be very interesting.

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[iamurdnot]

Look at this.

I didn't think anything could squeeze you out of that dump you call a space station, Aria. [That's what she's calling herself nowadays, right?]

[omegaria]

[Ah, Wrex. She actually looks...more pleased than usual until he brings up Omega.]

It wasn't willingly, I can assure you of that. And it wasn't done by my mun, either.

Long time no see, Wrex.

[iamurdnot]

Yeah. Been a few centuries, I guess. I heard about what happened with Cerberus. [Wrex scoffs.] And here I thought without Shepard doing their dirty work for 'em, Cerberus wouldn't be able to pour piss out of a boot if the instructions were on the heel.

But hey, look at it this way. I had the Reapers trying to screw around on my planet. All you've got to worry about is the Illusive Man and his little right-hand man with the sword.

[Now, he grins.] Shepard and I killed the Reaper. Don't tell me you can't handle that.

[omegaria]

I have plans for more than handling the Illusive Man. I'm going to rip him apart piece by piece until he's nothing more than a sad, pathetic insect just waiting to be crushed under my heel.

He'll make a good replacement for an example of my power.

[Yes, she's angry.]

I'm not surprised you helped. You have a penchant for killing things that get in your way. [There is no resentment in her tone like she has for TIM. Only amusement and respect.]