Assuming direct control. (Mass Effect x Male Reader.)

Ship Inspection. (Short (Updated.))

The Normandy lands back at the Citadel and Y/N has his Armor on, and he leaves with Kaiden and Tali.

Immediately upon leaving the Normandy, he is met with an Alliance Officer.

Kaiden: (Salutes) "Ten hut!"

Admiral M.: "At ease. Rear Admiral Mikhailovich. Fifth Fleet."

Y/N: (Salutes) "Commander Shepard. SSV Normandy."

Admiral M.: "You don't know who I am, Commander? I command the 63rd Scout Flotilla. You and the Normandy was Slated for my unit after Shakedown. Then the Council got their claws... paws, tentacles, Whatever. They got them on our ship. And yours."

Y/N: "I still serve the Alliance, Admiral. As a Spectre, I can advance the Alliance interest in the Council."

Admiral M.: "Hmph. You still know what color your blood is, Shepard? I don't begrudge the politicians to throw you to the council. Its an... Opportunity. I do begrudge this overdesigned piece of tin, though."

Y/N: "I'd appreciate it if you didn't insult my ship, Sir. The Normandy is a fine vessel. She served us well so far."

Admiral M.: "It's a gimmick, Commander. Useless in a stand-up fight."

Y/N: "I don't believe you've read the Reports on the ship, Sir. The Normandy was never built for all out combat. She's a Stealth ship, built for Reconnaissance, Scouting, and dropping of Soldiers and equipment incognito."

Admiral M.: "Hmph. Well, she is still an Alliance vessel, and I am here to inspect it. See if it's up to Snuff."

Y/N: "The Normandy is an Alliance ship, but she is on loan to the Council. That means she isn't in your chain of command."

Admiral M.: "I believe there is something wrong with my ears. Did you just contradict me?"

Y/N: "Admiral, you are free to look around, but you cannot file this as a formal inspection."

Y/N stares down the Admiral with an air of authority the Admiral could only dream of achieving.

Admiral M.: "... You've got a smart mouth, Commander. Fine. This visit will be off the Record. A courtesy tour. Wait here. I won't be long."

Y/N remained silent as the Admiral entered the Normandy.

Tali: "He seemed like a real Bosh'tet."

Y/N: "I don't doubt it."

Kaiden: "He is still a Superior, Commander."

Y/N: "I know, Lieutenant. I will still show him the respect his position deserves."
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After about 30 minutes, the Admiral comes back.

Admiral M.: "Commander, I am not happy."

Y/N: "Something not up to order?"

Admiral M.: "Who designed that CIC? Putting the Commander aft of everyone else is inefficient. What if he needs to discuss with the operators towards the bow?"

Y/N: "This was modified Turian Style. They preferred the Commander to look over their subordinates, rather in the middle of them. We wanted to see how effectively they can command like that."

Admiral M.: "Hm. Reasonable goal. But they should have studied that in a lab rather than a front-line warship. But I had to shake my head at that Drive core of yours. 120 billion credits of Element zero to make that thing move without giving itself away. You do realize we could make drive cores for 12,000 fighters with that money? What good is it to hide a few hours, anyway? Useless?"

Y/N: "Not being able to be seen means that we can loiter in enemy systems without being fired upon, to monitor enemy comm traffic, or drop of infiltration teams undetected. It also means we can't be targeted or see on radars or scanners."

The Admiral was quiet for a second. He was a bit off put by how the Commander was able to quickly and eloquently pick apart the Admiral's problems with a reasonable solution.

Admiral M.: "... Maybe. But that isn't the job of a proper warship. We're supposed to find and kill the enemy, not count how many times the enemy garrison goes to the bathroom. And we need to talk about your crew, Commander."

Y/N: "What about them, Admiral?"

Admiral M.: "Krogan? Asari? Quarian? TURIAN?! What are you thinking, Commander?  You can't allow alien Nationals free access to Alliance equipment!"

Y/N: "This vessel isn't yours to command, nor is it apart of the Alliance at this time. I'm it's Commanding officer, so I have say on who gets to go on my ship."

Admiral M.: "You know I'm right, Commander. You want them on board, fine. But dont quote Regs at me. Do you have anything else to say to justify the state of this Vessel?"

Y/N: "Humanity has always found ways to innovate and improve. The Council knew this. This was why we were tasked with help making this ship. While it is a prototype, it gets results. You may not like it, but that is how it is. That is all, Sir."

Admiral M.: "Hmph. Very well. As you were, Commander."

The Admiral leaves, and Y/N takes a breath before moving forward.