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[go_in_peace]

Characters: Thane and Garrus, closed
Location: Seedy Coruscant alleys and so forth
Planet: Coruscant
When: sometime week
What: Garrus and Thane go on a fun adventure tracking down an information broker to find out more about all the shifty business going down at the moment. Ambushes ensue.
Rating: PG-13 for violence

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[popaheatsink]

[Garrus was casually strolling down the darkened streets, trying not to seem out of place. Here he was, a tall plated alien in blue armor with no place in this universe, trying not draw any eyes as he moved off the street and crossed into a darkened alley. Despite the attire, he didn't have the reassurance of shields to protect him if someone tried to shoot him in the back. He was still counting on Thane's aim to make sure he didn't immediately get riddled with bullet holes should this thing turn badly.

Still, the plan was to lay low, not attract any attention; get to the meeting point, get the information, then leave.

Here's hoping no one thought a space raptor clunking down dark alleys in the middle of Coruscant was anything to remember.]

Keep me updated, [He replied needlessly, working his way down the maze of back alleys. He had the map memorized in his head, but the area itself was still new, and he wasn't sure exactly how long it would take to reach the agreed upon address.] Would be nice if there wasn't some idiot with

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[There seemed no shortage of idiots with all manners of weapons on this planet, in Thane's expert opinion. Some sad facts were universal, regardless of said universe.]

Idiots rarely know to hide well. [He answers, pausing to glance at the figure far below.] I have only heard of Joker's infection, but nothing from Jack. Do you know her condition?

[popaheatsink]

[Usually, that would provoke a laugh, but Garrus was... tense. Joker was sick, really sick, and so were a few other faces that he had come to know during his short stay here. And the words no cure made him want to punch something until it bled out an answer.

And he was worried about Shepard, though he didn't have the time to dwell on that just yet.]

True enough. And no, I haven't. Jack seems as volatile as ever. I think if she did catch this virus, she would blow it and all it's little friends to bit for daring to threaten her. [Saying that almost made him believe it. Spirits, what would they do if Jack caught sick too? If Shepard did? Too many humans seemed to be falling to this left and right. A pause, and he asks quietly,] You haven't felt any of the symptoms, have you? [Because if this sickness started crossing species-lines...]

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[Hm, curious. Thane couldn't say he knew Garrus well but he did pay attention to the behavioral patterns of the squad. Something seemed off, but he doesn't comment on it quite yet. The circumstances made for stress, to say the least, and Thane was certainly keeping an eye on Garrus and any of his reactions. He had the distinct feeling both Shepard and Garrus would feign health in order to keep up field work, rather than being stuck in recovery. It was a troubling thought.]

I assumed she would be quite vocal should she get sick. [Jack tended to be vocal about things she didn't like. Sickness was probably on that list. His question makes Thane pause, carefully trying to sense anything amiss with his body for the umpteenth time, before he answers.] No. I have yet to be in direct contact with one of the infected, but I believe this plague may not carry to the drell. [He pauses again as he moves forward to scout the next alley.] If so I believe the same could be said for the turians. Have you felt any effects? [and another pause,