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outsiders2013-02-09 03:29 pm
salarian_savant) wrote in outsiders2013-02-09 03:29 pm
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[A week with no answers as to the circumstances of their arrival. Irritating. Luckily, he had some credits on him. He's not as well off as he would be if he could access all of his savings but there had been some money in his pockets. It puts him ahead of most of the new arrivals.
It also gives him a starting point. Mordin has been on Omega before. He's worked and lived here before. He knows the ins and outs of business here. He also still has contacts here--easily convinced that he is, in fact, still alive. No one pulls off Mordin, quite like Mordin.
The room behind him is neat and well-lit. The rooms beyond look like a terrible mess but there are one or two aliens scurrying about behind him that seem to be attempting to sort it out. Anyway, hello Omega, have an alien on your screen.]
Greetings. Professor Mordin Solus. Previously spent time on Omega. Successful salarian scientist and medical professional. Attack on Omega left shortage of facilities. New arrivals place strain on system in place. Wish to help in any way possible.
[He paces--Mordin is one of those people that always have to be in motion.]
Called in number of favors. Procured equipment necessary. Have reopened clinic in Gozu District. Hope to avert patient overcrowding during potential calamity. Location attached. Number of credits irrevelant. Will not turn patient in need away. Able to work out alternate method of payment.
It also gives him a starting point. Mordin has been on Omega before. He's worked and lived here before. He knows the ins and outs of business here. He also still has contacts here--easily convinced that he is, in fact, still alive. No one pulls off Mordin, quite like Mordin.
The room behind him is neat and well-lit. The rooms beyond look like a terrible mess but there are one or two aliens scurrying about behind him that seem to be attempting to sort it out. Anyway, hello Omega, have an alien on your screen.]
Greetings. Professor Mordin Solus. Previously spent time on Omega. Successful salarian scientist and medical professional. Attack on Omega left shortage of facilities. New arrivals place strain on system in place. Wish to help in any way possible.
[He paces--Mordin is one of those people that always have to be in motion.]
Called in number of favors. Procured equipment necessary. Have reopened clinic in Gozu District. Hope to avert patient overcrowding during potential calamity. Location attached. Number of credits irrevelant. Will not turn patient in need away. Able to work out alternate method of payment.
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[He inhales.]
Have knowledge of many species.
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[ She's side-eyeing Mordin a little, if only because he's so odd, but York doesn't know enough about this world to know if all of his kind are like that, or if Mordin's just unique. Either way, though, there's something a little familiar about the way he just rattles off facts -- it reminds her of Delta, sort of, in a weird way, and she can't help but grin a little. ]
I guess you must take care of gunshot wounds and shit like that a lot.
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Prefer work with minor injuries. Have dealt with number of gunshot wounds. Impossible to avoid on Omega. Served in Salarian Special Tasks Group before. Dealt with similar injuries on missions.
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[ The comment's in good humor, though, and she's sort of grinning. Okay, Mordin, she already kinda likes you. ]
So you were military before, huh? Mind if I ask what exactly the Special Tasks Group does?
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[Yes, he knows you had been joking but it bears saying anyway.]
STG similar to special operations branch of military. Stealth missions. Espionage. Elite soldiers. Did whatever requested by Dalatrass.
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[ York hasn't been here long enough to really get a read on all the different aliens here, but she's not all that surprised Mordin has some similar talents. He seems like the type, somehow. ]
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[It's always the ones that don't immediately look dangerous isn't it? Never see him coming.]
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[Look you get air quotes and everything.]
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[ Almost. Not that York's crazy about batarians so far. ]
I'd be surprised if you recognized the name, though. I don't think most folks around here have heard of it.
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[He raises one eye. He's confusing your words here.]
Grunt young krogan. Number on Omega. Those that work with mercenary groups dangerous. Have malcontents in all species. Vorcha typically ones to avoid. Incredibly pointy. Large number of teeth. Not pleasant.
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Wait a minute -- you're tellin' me there's a war on here, too?
[ what are the fucking odds ]
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War on galactic scale. Reapers threat to every race. Every world. Millions dying every moment. Frustrating to be stuck on Omega. Worse for members of crew with family elsewhere.
[He could probably figure those out for you if you asked.]
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[ Her face is grim, because suddenly the war back home sounds appealing. ]
Thanks for the heads up, doc.
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[He's still determined; they have Shepard and he likely has a plan. He'd take that over an unknown enemy anytime thought that probably just serves to prove his point.]
Not a problem. Will live longer with education.