It was odd, being called on such a request. To be the first Geth Spectre was to be a honor, but Phalanx did not really care. It only meant more mobility to do what it wished, in exchange by doing what the Council wished. Now, Phalanx didn't exactly have anyone who would worry about it in case it was killed in action but it was still a unusual circumstance. After all, the synthetic platform had only been assigned solo missions and this would be a first actually working on a team with different species on this special Spectre mission. The Geth unit did not mind at all, in fact it gave it a chance to study organic life forms more thoroughly when it had time. Phalanx was a logical choice to be part of this interspecies mission, since it was quite calm and showed unusual kindness to others. Able to handle interactions a bit more efficiently compared to the rest of the synthetic race. Plus being a master with infiltration, hacking, and sniping.

In a slow stride through the crowded halls of the Citadel Tower, Phalanx carried its guns on its back while only holding a simple wooden box. The box was shaped into a small chest, a golden ribbon bow shaped wind up key resting on the front just below the opening while a simple gold design on top of the box. It made a spiral design on both the left side and right side while they connected in the middle to disappear in a large silver flower known as a rose in the human culture. It was in quite a surprisingly well kept condition, despite how old it probably was, but Phalanx had made sure to take extreme care.

Today was the day Phalanx had to report to the Council to meet its crewmates and be assigned the mission. The Geth didn't really have much personal belongings to bring on a trip other than weapons. Yet Phalanx was one of those few who actually did carry a few personal items. It surprised many who noticed it, mostly its own kind questioned how illogical it was to bring items in a military scenario. Phalanx ignored them however, and continued to do what it did.

Finally making its way to the tower the synthetic platform paused as a Hanar floated in front of it.

[b]"Greetings Geth one. We shall be your guide through these glorious halls."[/b] It explained in its deep sounding words. The Hanar were a interesting race, a little mysterious as well as being very religious individuals. Unlike Geth who didn't really have a god. After all, they knew who created them, and also had wanted to destroy them. Now they lived together in harmony. Geth rarely leaving the veil so most of the other races hardly see one. Most likely why Phalanx earned a few glances.

As it walked the halls, it mostly ignored the people around and simply continued traveling to the Council Chambers. When it passed the large doors it found itself being one of the first here. The Councilors nervously greeted it. Most likely still nervous about having a Geth as a Specre. After all, it had only been fifty years, too young to wash away the dark tides.

[b]"Are you sure it is wise for a Geth to be a Spectre? After they shut down, who knows they may have hot wired...."[/b] The human council said to the others. 

[b]"Its record speaks for itself, it is quite a feet to save hundreds of civilians as well as take down enemy crafts alone. As well as being quite docile to organic life forms. That should be enough to speak for itself."[/b] The Turian councilor spoke in a firm sure voice. Turians did tend to like results rather than anything else, and Phalanx did bring positive results.

Not too long after Phalanx, more people showed, crews of the ship and even possible fellow Spectre's.

The Salarian Councilor nodded in agreement while the Asari nodded before looking at the synthetic and crew mates. "Please, stand over there and await in a line." She instructed.

Phalanx paused for a moment before giving a slight bow. [b]"Affirmative. The orders are acknowledged and gratitude is in order."[/b] It said calmly before doing as it was told.

As it waited, the synthetic lifeform ran a internal look through of all the squadmates files. It seemed quite a few were human, not that the Geth unit minded but it had hoped for a Krogan, they held strong skills in what they do. Still, Phalanx wouldn't judge the decision of the Council. In ways, Phalanx couldn't help but wonder if the races were trying to obtain another Shepard from the human race. Though their logic was quite flawed since Shepard-Commander was a very unique individual, including among the humans. Such aa person was but dream to find a clone. There was also a Creator, which would make things a little interesting, depending on this Creators perspective. After all, not all Creators accepted the Geth, too young of years to wash blood. Turian, a Asari, a Drell, and even a Salarian. Nice mixture of races indeed.

Silently, it continued to analyze the crew's files, making sure to study every bit of information its hard drive could contain.

After a period of time, a Turian finally made their way into the chambers. Galen Kaiser, the new Strike Force Commander. A Turian referred to be what one would call 'a sarcastic prick' by many. Other times referred as a hero. The Geth unit however, respected in its own way that he did what he thought was morally right. After all, Phalanx itself did things that seemed illogical to its own kind out of wanting to be a bit more like Shepard. Being morally right rather than logically. Such a interesting aspect yet a organic thing.

Silently though, it listened to the conversation before awaiting the mission details, even if it already made a good hypothesis of what they were.