Thread: Savior and Saved (Atroxa & Banthefoxsin)

Omega, what a shit hole. From it's slums, to it's merc groups, it is filled with scum. Eclipse, Blue Suns, Blood Pack... All left to operate freely, the only semblance of order coming from the most dangerous one of them all. Aria. It would be a lie if Garrus said he felt safe operating freely throughout the scummy world's different sectors. Out of all his growing enemies, the only one he truly feared pissing off was the only one he knew could snuff him and everything he worked towards out within an instant. Here she was queen and hopefully with this man's help.... He would know exactly how not, to step on her toes. So, Gary, how the kids. A man's voice spoke out, as he began to lean next to Garrus. Garrus, looking slightly confused, quickly turned the mans way. But instantly played along, seeing the mans ploy. Not bad, all pretty green around the ear but they are learning to stand on their own two feet. The Turian replied with his usual, melodic voice. Echoing slightly with it's rasp's as his mandibles twitched in the air. Good. The man said, raising his shades, the glasses appearing not all to in with the current era. Nor space for that matter. Black shirt, brown jacket and blue jeans as his current attire. As soon as the last person passed them by, the man stood straight from the wall he leaned on. Walking forward to pass the Turian a small drive. This is my credit chit, try to transfer the fund's smoothly. After all this job is dangerous and discretion is key if we wish to ever part from this arrangement with all our bit's intact. Garret spoke concisely, ensuring his Jacket covered as much of their space as it could without drawing attention. Bit's? Garrus asked, swiping his omnitool near the device. Figure of speach buddy. Besides, Aria's a women, do you really put it past her to cut off a few peices you really want to keep? Garrus gave a slight laugh, his mouth gaping slightly before retorting. Asari dont really have a gender one way or the other but I think I get your point. And while you needlessly worry about your private part's I will be doing some actual good on this planet. Garret backed away, leaning against the wall as a very attractive blond women passed them both by. Oh, say's the guy whose bit's are probably tucked away somewhere in there. Garret said, leaving Garrus to cock his head slightly. What, your like some, lizard, bug fucking bird thing. Im assuming your stuff is... You know, deep in there. Garrus shakes his head, groaning slightly in annoyance. But soon laughing it off, the Turian rubbing his hand across his face as a pretty clear sign of his stress. Ya know, your a funny guy. But in the not so endearing way, like a simpleton everyone just ignores because he is the way that he is and just cant help it. Garret smiled, looking over to see a rather dangerous looking group of thug's pass them by. Weeell, ya know. We all have our charms. Mine just so happen to be unedited and filthy. Any way, I wouldn't worry to much about my part of this deal. Just remember, we don't know each other. When we are together, your my old pal from the Citadel I nicknamed Garry. I dont know your real name because, fuck if I care. And you owe me a looot of money. That's our story, stick to it. Aria mainly employ's Battarians and to them,you Turians look all the same. As long as we are quick and quiet, no one will know. Garret began to let his eyes follow those hooligans, Garrus doing the same, as they seemed to draw closer and closer tot he girl that just passed them by. How do I know I can trust you to not betray me? Garrus asked. What a dumb question, you cant be certain. Don't trust me, just trust my greedy, gleeful haste to take home two separate checks. Guard some sexy space babe, spy on her and in return lot's of profit. Besides, this wouldn't be hurting her none. It is just making sure you DONT, fuck with Aria right? Garrus nod's, as one of the goon's began to grab the blond's shoulder. Good, well then cowboy you have a missy to save. With that, Garret was off and Garrus was already on his way towards the girl. Hey, your looking lonely. The Turian goon began to say, as Garrus slowly walked over. Care to join us? The Batarian asked in a deep, low voice. The man practically groaning like a filthy pig, as his hand carelessly gripped against her ass. They slowly began to pull her into the alley. As the human's omnitool formed a short blade, using it to rip into her shirt. With little chance to respond, the Turian already ripped into her bra, his scaled finger's kneading into the soft flesh, a satisfied hum reverberating from his throat. But unbeknownst to them, they may as well all have been named schrodinger's cat....As they were already dead. Garrus walked slowly behind them, like a whisper, to quiet then his size gave him any right to be. Slowly, placing on his helmet the Turian made his way over to the would be rapist's. Slamming, then dragging the human's head into the alley way's metal wall, indenting a stud into the mans temple. Before either of the other two knew what was happening, he had already pulled forth his pistol. Whipping it into the Batarian's face as he tripped the Turian to the ground. Point blank, the Batarian was shot right in the head. The Barrel close enough to muzzle the noise slightly. After all, it was still gang territory... Garrus then placed his foot against his fellow Turians throat, pressing long and hard against it, until he heard the sound he was waiting for.... Crack.... Looking down into the woman's eyes, he knew this seemed so cold, calculated and callous... And it was. But he had slowly grown to become so numb to violence, especially as he had now sunk into that darkness. Treading the deep water's of vigilantism. Are you ok? He asked, his helmet working to mask his voice. He could only be one person, one man... The famed Archangel. And, as a gentle hand pressed against her arm. The Turian pulled her slowly away from the alley. Come on, quickly. They wouldn't be alone, I would hate to scare you any further but I insist on taking you home mam. Dragging and screaming if necessary. He said so in such a sweet tone, but his word's were completely serious. The man's long arm, wrapping around her. But only to help cover her now naked frame, revealed to the world for any passerby to see. For her sake, he had hoped she did not live to far.