#bioticbcss

                                  “ you might not have enough bodyguards. “ sarcasm, a less than desirable start to conversation,, especially considering what she was here for. shes had enough of dead ends, poor leads, and a completely unnecessary amount of interaction with the galaxy’s undesirables to last a lifetime and THEN some. this was an absolute last resort---- omega, aria, the very last dead end she would try until methods became a little to rouge-ish for her tastes.

                                  “ then again it is you... “

                 ❝  Petrovsky's a stubborn sonofabitch; he won't go down without a fight.             But I'm guessing you already know that.  ❞  'Stubborn', in this case, meaning willing to play dirty and Cerberus scum, though the former wasn't as reprehensible as the latter ( and wouldn't he be a hypocrite to condemn the likes of foul play? ). The fact of the matter remained unwaveringly clear: with Omega fastened to a quasi-terrorist faction, he could kiss half of his best connections good-bye; and no connections meant no work, no work meant no cash. His allegiance had never been more explicit.  ❝  I've run with Cerberus before: if the Illusive Man's backing him, that means he's got a cavalry of troopers and centurions at his disposal; I'd look into levelling the playing field, if I were you.  ❞ 

THE DARK WARRIOR emerged amidst the smoke and chaos, IGNORING the turmoil and bloodshed that has spread across Omega as he strode right through the battlefield. His presence laid an cold, eerie, and authorizive shadow over the station. His crackling lightsaber relfected a crimson gleam unto the dirty floor, and to the black robes covering his hooded figure, and deflected swiftly any shots fired towards him with simple swings of the energized; and destructive blade.

KYLO REN had one goal in mind upon landing on this renegade station. ARIA T’LOAK. Unwanted news that put a bad taste in his mouth had come to him quickly; telling that the former regent of this aging junkyard had returned to claim the throne once more. Not without help, however. The infamous Commander assisted the Asari. Both which could lead him to the lost Scavenger; and Skywalker. 

Ren felt General Petrovsky’s life wane. He cared little for that man, but he was useful to him. The Force guided the Knight to that slipping lifeforce. He entered AFTERLIFE, those who tried to make the Dark Warrior a target died either by his lightsaber, or by the dark side of the Force; utilized  by Kylo’s hand.  If the Queen of Omega thought she had wrought and end and victory to this base, she was gravely mistaken.

His Solider; the STORMTROOPERS took care of the rest while their Commanding Knight ventured towards the rebellious leaders of this attack. The Commander was quick to react, as expected of the legendary Spectre. Kylo held out a gloved hand, and suddenly the human spectre no longer moved. her body was paralyzed; she could neither steer her limbs or talk. Her interference was not prefered.

                    So he turned to look at the Asari.

                                ( meme ) ; accepting

    “yeah, sure, i can do you a favor... for credits.      how many do you have? i’m assuming a lot,      since you’re, i don’t know, aria fucking t’loak.      or you can give us more guns.