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The Captain's Departure (CH 1) by SwooshyCueb (critique requested)

The Captain's Departure (CH 1)

It was another typical day monitoring the activities of the vorcha. Another day of breathing Omega's stale air. Another day of trying to block out the über-repetitive music coming from Afterlife. Another day of ignoring the drunk patrons as they got themselves killed.

Captain Preitor Gavorn needed to get off this asteroid, or at least do something meaningful. He had no reason for keeping this job, aside from maintaining a friendship with Aria. To be her enemy was . . . unhealthy. He was secretly rich. The only other person to know of the turian's wealth had left Omega, possibly forever, and he probably forgot his name anyway.

The job was dull, now more than ever: Some human and his comrades took a chunk out of the vorcha population, so they made themselves scarce. The days since had been very uneventful. No vorcha related deaths to investigate. No barely sentient creatures trying to get in Afterlife. The only thing that kept the Captain from going insane was the way in which the elcor bouncer turned away the patrons he deemed not welcome, and the way they fruitlessly tried to get in. Today, things seemed different. There were no patrons trying to circumvent the elcor today. He just stood there, waiting.

Preitor spotted a vorcha in the corner of his eye. He turned to watch it. It was sitting on the ground, leaning on an empty crate. There was something odd about this vorcha, but the turian couldn't quite figure out what it was. He watched it for a while. It seemed to be extremely coordinated for a vorcha.

After a few minutes, Preitor decided this vorcha was not going to be a problem for anyone. "Still need to keep an eye on it, though," he muttered to himself. Then he noticed something. The vorcha had something. He couldn't tell what it was, but it was emitting an orange glow.

The vorcha looked up, right at Preitor, and the glow vanished. It picked something up off the ground and scrambled into the empty crate.

"Well, he's not bothering anybody in there."

"Genuine inquiry: Gavorn, did you see that vorcha? Confusion with astonishment: It seemed to have a datapad." The elcor had been watching as well.

"Why would a vorcha need a datapad? Can they even read?"

"Vaguely regretful: I do not know"

Preitor's curiosity had been piqued, and he was going to find out what that vorcha was up to. "I'm going to go check it out." He walked over to the crate and peered in. In the crate was the vorcha, and he did indeed have a datapad. The vorcha was typing away on an omni-tool. This must have been the source of the orange glow. This vorcha was definitely not like the others.

The vorcha peered up at him. "What do you want, turian?" he hissed.

"Answers. Why do you have an omni-tool and a datapad? Are you even capable of using these?" the turian demanded.

The vorcha hissed at him, displeased with his attitude. "I am not like the barbarians!"

"Explain." This vorcha was able to form proper sentences. Unusual.

"I am smarter than them. They are the lesser type." That made sense. "You will have to excuse me, turian. I am not prepared to answer your questions today. I will be here tomorrow if you are still interested." The vorcha's voice was very grating, but he seemed more civilized as well.

"Very well. I will be back tomorrow. Don't cause any trouble."

The vorcha hissed as Preitor walked away.

"Ginuine inqui-"

"He won't be causing any problems, but I'm gonna check up on him tomorrow just in case."

He didn't even get a chance: Aria laid him off the next day . . . but dammit, he was curious! He managed to track down the vorcha, named Rekkin, and find out more.

Rekkin explained that somehow, a small group of vorcha "woke up and became aware." This frightened the other vorcha who saw this as a threat and a challenge. As a result, they hunted the 'aware' vorcha and forced them into hiding.

Vorcha? Plan? Actually not so far-fetched!

The Captain's Departure (CH 1) (critique requested)

SwooshyCueb

Waaay back when I was a part of the once-gigantic Mass Effect RP community on Facebook. (Yes, Facebook).

One of the main characters I played was Captain Preitor Gavorn. At the time, his first name was not known, so I came up with something (Skäl, which happens to be the Swedish word for reason. I actually didn't know this when picking the name). I have used a "Find & Replace" to replace Skäl with Preitor throughout this story.

But there is a reason this story was written. I had Gavorn leave Omega. I had him hate his previous job as "keeper of the Vorcha". I was planning on writing more (and I may yet do so), but this is the beginning of the story as to why he did not look back fondly on his work for Aria T'Loak.

Update 4/7/12: I stuck it up on FF. Perhaps this will encourage me to add more to this story: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7998788/1/The\_Captains\_Departure

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