[Greetings, new members of Abax City. Have one Erik Lehnsherr watching the screen of his phone, propped up on a table. He's seated, hands sitting easily on his knees, which are splayed out ( Read more... )

[The feed is turned on, and Saren is in full view on the video wearing this. He doesn’t hide his appearance - there’s no point in keeping himself hidden, and he doesn’t care enough to.]

We’re meant to communicate with this? This human tech is primitive.

[His main form of communication had been mostly text up until now - and this cell phone has ( Read more... )

[Hello Abax, have a salarian. It almost looks like he’s on the Normandy. He’s standing in front of a table that’s obviously made for a shorter species but it’s bare save for the toe tag he’s eying thoughtfully. Behind him is a mess of lab equipment and off in one corner is the edge of a hospital bed that’s been pushed into the room. Clearly someone ( Read more... )

[Hello Abax. Have a... light. Peering into the video. The single visible optic shutters, constricts, and peers around its minimal surroundings. There isn't much else to see, except a few dark reflections of metal helm panels. But it doesn't appear to be panicking.]

Shepard-Commander, our position is compromised. Assistance is required.

[It' ( Read more... )

[Someone’s cell phone, device feed, whatever turns on, upside down and turned outwards so its hard to tell who’s contacting the network. Instead, it shows a feed of the inside of the Abax Central Station and the sound of rapidly approaching trains can be heard ( Read more... )

[Hello everyone. Have a weird scaly alien in incredibly dorky clothes sitting in front of you. When he speaks there's a strange flanging present though it doesn't hinder the nonchalance of his tone.]

I can't say I can appreciate the humor of waking up in a morgue. I had hoped that dying would have been permanent, though I suppose I should have known ( Read more... )

Maybe you fell asleep, maybe you were knocked out. Maybe you were in the middle of a fight, maybe you don't even remember what you were doing at all. But regardless, you remember the darkness. It's crushing, all-encompassing. It fills your lungs and presses it's weight down on your shoulders, suffocating, overwhelming. It's so dark you can't tell ( Read more... )