Information gathering 

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Third person pov

Somewhere in a galaxy one of many species. There lies a human on a rooftop. He wore dark armor boots, his pants had somewhat armor, and an armor chest plate with a dark clock covering his head.

He had military-grade belts with small knives on with ammo.

He was looking at the crowd of people. His eyes landed on a Turian; it was one of many different species. The Turian wore a damaged suit of dark purple with missing mandibles on his face.

He went and grabbed something from his back pulling it out and it transformed into a sniper. He bent down and aimed the weapon at the Turian.

His finger hugs the trigger as he gets more of a clean shot. He goes for the shot but gets startled by a ringing sound causing him to miss.

The Turian looks at the fire shot on the ground. Looking back up at the young man. He started to run away.

???: God dammit!

The young man gets up and chases after the Turian from the roof, keeping a close eye on him.

He clicks on the side of his ear accepting the call that he was receiving.

???: Horrible timing Captain Anderson What do you need?

He aims his sniper at a floating crate and shoots it causing it to fall and block his path.

Turian looks around and sees an alley and runs into it. The young man makes a giant leap nearly missing the roof.

He looks down into the alley and sees him running for the other side. He looks around and sees another alleyway that has nowhere to go.

He aimed again and shot just before he could run out into the opening. Panic he runs down the block alleyway looking back at him.

Anderson: Sorry about interrupting what you're doing but you're just the person I need.

Anderson: I need you to find information on a potential rogue specter who goes by Saran.

The young man jumped down from the roof to the ground. The Turian looks back at where he stood after realizing he has nowhere else to go.

Turian: hey now I'm sure whatever they are paying you I can pay you more just name your price.

???: There is no price for your head and the trash that you are.

The young man grabs a small knife and throws it at him. The Turian moves out of the way dodging it.

Turian: Looks like your luck just ran out

As he turns back to him he sees that the young man has his sniper out and shoots at the knife redirecting it to his head and killing the Turian.

???: On the contrary, yours has.

He heads for the opening in the alley.

???: I will find out what I can.

Anderson: I knew I could count on you y/n

Before heading out he lifted his cloak off his head. Looking around he heads out and blends into the crowd

Timeskip of tali running around on the citadel

Y/n gets off a shuttle looking around to see some of the best that the citadel has to offer: tree, grass, river. He starts to head over to a building across the river

As he walks he accidentally bumps into somebody. Catching himself from falling he turned around to see the person that he bumped into.

Y/n: Sorry about that I didn't...

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