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THE FINAL CHAPTER
Ryder paced, sweat beading across her forehead, collecting on her upper lips, trickling down between her breasts and her spine. She was uncomfortable and irritable, but that’s a given for being planet side. Elaaden was hot and activating the vault hadn’t changed it that much. She still needed her armour when she stepped out into the open. Dry winds always hit her in the face like a punch whenever she stepped off the climate controlled shuttle after a job.
Still there was something to be said about being planet-side and not stuck in a rattling tin can of a shuttle. No amount of modding or fixing she did on that thing would improve how it flew. That was beyond her skills and wallet.
But she was pacing, in the small two bedroom prefab house she shared with Drack, not because she was hot and sweaty but because she was scared. Their quarters were set in New Tuchanka, gifted to them by Morda. “As a welcome present,” the leader of the krogan colony said upon her arrival.
Ryder wasn’t stupid enough to think this gift didn’t come with strings, but at least Morda was straight forward. And krogans were just way easier to deal with than assholes like Tann and Addison.
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