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Illaria Kysi was looking forward to her day off. The Asari Matron had been working on the Citadel for nearly a century but the last few months had been more frenetic than she had ever known. The reason for this was the latest addition to the known galaxy; Humanity. See Also : Mass effect asari first contact fanfiction Show details. Humanity probably discovers alternate ftl and colonized hundreds of world. They make a totalitarian regime of absolute obedience and maliciousness.
Add to dictionary and continue translation program. An asment to track a Batarian pirate on the borders of known space had led them to a complex new mystery, one involving the infamous quarians. The STG was less than thrilled at the prospect of quarian exile at the time it had been proposed and implemented, and would have sabotaged the project had the turians not been so absurdly bloodthirsty. Salarian concerns were of course practical: unknown space was just that, an unknown, and sending the quarians into it and destroying a Relay rather than just maintaining the status quo was an unnecessarily risky move.
What if they found another way back, via first contact with an advanced species? Most powerful al detecting technology available to Council, loaned for purpose of pursuing infamous criminal. Nelrin was young, even by Salarian standards, but he wouldn't be in the STG if he couldn't make that connection. But improbable. Science is a mixture of certainty and probable outcomes.
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Improbable outcomes can be We've only seen a fraction of it, and the ruins of those who came before indicate many, many others have seen far more than us. It was arrogant to assume exiling a spacefaring species to an area of the galaxy we know nothing about would solve the problem. It was even more arrogant to be confident we wouldn't hear from them again. Much as I didn't care for the suit rats, they are smart.
Exile did not solve problem, but created novel scenario for study. Am divided between leaving quarians alone to obtain new data or addressing future issues now. Nerlin flicked his eyestalk dismissively.
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More accurately for them, second contact. The lack of precedent here was severely concerning. Will likely be strongly biased against us and other Council races due to cohabitation with quarian people. He closed his eyes and breathed in and out, a trait he would have passed on to a famous descendant had the Ekuna War not changed the galaxy forever. Dalatrass Dandus wasn't looking forward to this meeting but there really wasn't any way to put it off further. She hadn't been on the Council when the quarians were exiled but she had foreseen the problems it could potentially cause.
At least she could say "I told you so" - implied rather than spoken, for poise was called for in this moment. Please be clear. She returned Nelyana's annoyance tenfold. My predecessor was a fool, but I cannot blame him for tiring of the borish dolts. However, until now we have withheld our primary reason for doing this. Chiefly, we felt it was necessary to resolve that so our agents could focus on listening to the Vas'ilya.
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Nelyana heard the last word the same time Terntus did. The Khelish translation of the common shorthand name for the Migrant Fleet, Flotilla. The galaxy's perpetual nuisance was dealt with, severely. As I will demonstrate today, you were not merely wrong. You were more wrong than you could have possibly imagined, and now we will all pay the price for it.
Before the turian could protest, vehemently, she started playing Give 'Em Shelter on her omni-tool, a translation accompanying the lyrics.
Members of the Citadel Council were not slow on the uptake; it didn't take long to infer the singer was not quarian. Combined with the theme of the song Humanity blurs the lines. So fascinating, these humans They will never know the light of civilization. The Dalatrass allowed herself a large grin. The broadcast had taken over a month to reconstruct. Radio als were easy to intercept, video less so. But it was worth it to see the look of confusion on the face of the other Councillors quickly replaced with incredulous disbelief. The Reapers took centuries to defeat my people. It would surprise me if it took longer than a year for yours to die.
It was bizarre, watching a Prothean speak in a primitive pre-spaceflight language. But it was understandable.
They are a match. So is the timeframe and his explanation for the disappearance of his people. Somehow, humanity and the quarians discovered a Prothean who had been in stasis for 50, years, and said Prothean is now preparing them for the return of the Reapers.
A light went on in Terntus' head. Even if these 'Reapers' are merely a convenient fiction, the Prothean will want power over us. I represent the Batarian Republic and the Geth Collective. Was it truly insane? After all, her escorts into Jalnor had been two Geth.
And everyone else was staring at her ; to them, it was a normal situation. She had refused to name it, but it needed some distinction and it was always on that side of her. I wasn't expecting this when you invaded. I was expecting anything but this. The markets of Jalnor, formerly segregated and restricted to the monied elites, were now open to all. The various walls segregating the classes in the cities had been torn down - classes, along with slavery, had been abolished.
Despite some tension, former slaves - one or two she recognized! It's not just your attitude towards us. It's the idea that this is your 'experiment'. After she had stopped screaming and overcame her utter shock, the Geth had explained their logic to her. They believed all beings had the right to self-determinate, and that the Second Exile was the tipping point that convinced them they needed to intervene to enforce that doctrine.
The idea that the Geth actually had a schism over how to advocate for them Well, perhaps not everything.
She found their explanations for the "Morning" War very wanting, and would never truly like them. And despite their benevolence towards the downtrodden of Lorek, their true goals were readily apparent: show a new face of the Geth to the galaxy, and force the Council to reconsider the logic of punishing the quarians for making them. It was Could machines even be contrived? But it made a twisted sort of sense, when she thought about it. We would not have implemented our plans if consensus did not indicate that as the most likely possibility. Left - no, the Left Platformshe reminded herself - was sounding more organic as time went by.
The crowd parted for her as she made her way through the market, never stopping their staring. She couldn't decide if her species or her destination were the cause of the attention. Probably both. Lorek thought they were so special, but just like on Omega, she would have them where she wanted them.
It'll just take time. Javik held back amusement at Admiral Netra's remark. The May Day Moscow Parade was a festival of ironies. The true power of the country sequestered in a high-rise apartment building while the meaningless General Secretary lead the festivities. The high-rise itself, capitalist decadence proudly embraced in the heart of "communism".
And finally, a supposed state of the workers lead by a very business-oriented dictator. Take too much of their freedom away, and they'll hate you for generations. At the most important meeting in the history of humanity, there would be no humans and no minutes for later humans to look over; if they did their jobs correctly, nobody would even conceive of such a meeting in the first place.
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After being exiled from known space following a disastrous failed colonization attempt, the Migrant Fleet makes First Contact with Earth in Chaos ensues. Or, apparently, a primitive one. But an interesting one. What a difference a year can make Moscow, Soviet Union May 1, "I see my empire, and find it lacking. Gimme Shelter 2. Third Stone From the Sun 3.