The greatest courier in the galaxy: 6 and the collection Agency. (book 2)

a talk with a yeoman

(Warning mentions of suicide and such.)

6 pov.

I stated at her on the new Normandy meeting room. "Absolutely fuck no." I crossed my arms and stared at her. "Why in the ever living hell would I want to work with space racists?"

"You're not. You're working for Shepard." A man named Jacob Taylor said as I gave him a really tired of your shit expression.

"I'm going to plant my 11 1/2 foot sized boot up your ass you cerberus fuck tard. Or was my last message not clear about that when your last agent tried getting me to join?"

"What happened with the last agent?" Lilith asked.

"Records indicate that the last agent was stabbed in the neck with a note saying if cerberus tries to pull some shit like that again he hunt down the Illusive man and shove a mini nuke up his ass while a bowie knife protrudes from his dick. Or whatever is left of it after." The ship A.I. known as EDI related.

"And usually, unless it's a good reason not too, I follow through on a promise." I state pulling a knife from my bot pointing it at Jacob. "You're luck Lilith told me to not kill on site." I resheathed my knife and sighed. "Now I'll be in the cargo hold if you need me. But first Yeoman Kelly chambers wanted to talk to me." I then left. I exited through the armory to find Kelly waiting for me.

"Come with me sir." Ms. Chambers asked as I nodded looking towards the cockpit at Rex and Roxie snuggling up in their doghouse with their litter. I smiled before following into the elevator. We went down a level and into the crew quarters which was currently empty.

"So uh how do we do this?" I asked as heard about the next destination to a junk world for someone named Okear.

"I'm here to see what your current state of mind is and whether it is safe to have you aboard with others." Yeoman Chambers explained.

"Cool. I guess. Alright ask away then." I sigh pulling out a flask and got ready to take a swig.

"I would prefer you complete sober for this session please." I sighed again putting it away.

"Fine." I roll my eyes and look at the drive core window.

"So it's been 2 years since Lilith passed away in that terrible incident. What happened during that time and now?"

"This stays between us right?" I asked before answering. "Good. I'll give you a sorta summed up version to save time." I say leaning back. "Month 1 I stayed with Liara T'soni as I feel into a drunken depression. Did drugs, drank like a krogan with nothing to lose.... did a few other things I wasn't proud of." I looked down sadly as i rubbed my wrist remembering that night. "Halfway through I arrived at Omega following a lead on my people. Continued doing courier work after making a deal with Aria to work for her so I can get money and Such. Worked for about 6 months. Got a new ship and a crew and flew to Silva. After that I started helping a few people adjust to life in a proper thriving environment. Hell even met up with an old friend."

"Who was this friend?" Yeoman Chambers asked as I smiled.

"His name was Follows-chalk. Good kid. Smart. Knew what to follow and what not." I remembered. "He was scouting for a place for the dead horse and Sorrows tribe to live."

"They sound primitive in a way." Yeoman stated as I chuckled.

"They were formed around early native american ideals after the bombs fell back in my world. They set up in Zion canyon. They were primitive compared to technology wise. But in any other sense they were better. Kind and well mannered they knew how to read the land and listen. They were the only ones thriving. Not just getting by but growing."