[b]Alexia[/b]
Alexia had been busy on a mechanic job for Aria, though she hadn't been contracted directly by the Queen of Omega, when she'd recieved a message from Trishar with news of Calaway's return. But she wasn't one to leave a job half done and especially not when that job is for the one person on Omega you don't piss off. A quick pause in her work and she sent a message to the Asari letting her know she was busy but Trishar probably already knew that.

The frigate she and probably two dozen other people were working on had seen better days but she was happy to work on it. After all she was getting paid pretty well for it but she'd have to finish up today and tender her 'resignation' so she could return to the dashers but she still had another half hour of work to do before she was done for the day, and she'd also have the thrusters almost completely fixed even if they wouldn't be hooked up for a while longer, hopefully one of these other lugs won't break them again later.

"Sigh ... No time to drop home and clean up or grab the rest of my gear." She grumbles to herself as she gives a final tweak on a bolt and looks down at herself, the jumpsuit she had been wearing half undone and tied around her waist showing off her tight black sports bra, glad she'd chosen that one as it was now likely heavily streaked with grease like the rest of her, even her usually fiery red hair had streaks of black grease and she was not going to be enjoying trying to get it out later, at least she kept it short. Setting her tools back in her tool belt she wiped some sweat off her brow only to replace it with a bit of grease. "Nick, I've told you plenty of times I'm not interested so fuck off before you end up sitting down to piss." She growls at a very average if slightly ugly man who had been approaching from the side and instantly backs off after she spoke. God damn there were times she hated Omega and this guy was one of the reasons why.

Moving away from the thruster and the perv that had been annoying her she made her way out of the hangar and towards Afterlife as she pulled her jumpsuit back on. Most of the rest of the crew had probably already met up but maybe she could find out where they'd gone by heading to the rendezvous just outside the heart of the station. When she arrived she found a lot of dead Vorcha outside a tennement that looked like it had exploded, probably Zik, he always did have a flare for the dramatic and it made for a decent escape while taking out one's enemies. There were also a few more armed guards outside Afterlife and a cleaning crew was just arriving to clean up the mess.

"Yep definitely the work of Zik and the gang. I wonder where everyone went." She muses to herself as she stays out of the way of the cleaning crew only to have her thoughts interrupted by the door to Afterlife open and Calaway exit the club. "Well damn, the Fitzgerald character returns from the dead. I bet Errol is both delighted to see you and consumed with wanting to beat you into a pulp. And before you say anything yeah I know but you honestly need to read more of the classics." She says a little bit self conscious because of her 'fresh out of the garage' look but also generally not caring because she didn't really want to impress anyone with looks.