Serena was walking along the Nexus, taking a break from planning on how to rebuild BARAT. It was an even more arduous task than it had been the first time around, even with knowing the exact specifications of what she would need. Not only was there not enough resources to go around so she could just find someone selling her the parts she'd need, she also didn't have anywhere near the access to the funds to do it as she did while she was a merc. 

[color=hotpink]"Say what you will about the pay being unsteady, it was very large when it did come through.[/color]" She sighed, looking around. It didn't help that there wasn't really anything to do on the Nexus. There was the Lounge, but she wasn't the drinking type. She'd drink with the rest of the team and her friends, sure, but not because she personally enjoyed it. She could go offer her services to the mechanics under Kesh, but this was her shore leave. She wasn't like Ryria, all to willing to give all of her time to working when she should be relaxing and prepping for the next deployment. Even if she did spend the latter part of her days helping the icy asari in the medbay. 

She had already been through the painfully tacky and purposely downplaying, if not outright deceitful, Cultural Center. It only made her wonder if the Angara saw through the bullshit immediately, or if they had to interact with any of the new aliens (it was still a bit of a mind warp for Serena to consider herself an alien to the cluster, but its what she was) before that happened. The intent was nice, but the execution was terrible. 

It hadn't taken her long to catch up on the local gossip and hot news on the station. Apparently, the Pathfinder was opening the first murder trial of the Initiative again and giving all the evidence another look over. Serena herself was largely indifferent to the whole affair. Murder was going to be apart of the Initiative from the day it put thousands of people together, no matter how sure the Initiative was in their, obviously flawed, mental health evaluations. Arguably, it had already happened when the leadership had the Krogans attack the Exiles and then betrayed the Krogans.  Besides, it wouldn't be her problem or of any interest in three days. She'd be shipped off to another planet to deal with more of the Kett, the Exiles, or even the splinter group that was among the Angara. [color=hotpink][i]What was their name...Ryak? Roethaga? Roykan? The Roekaar! That's it. Those bastards.[/i][/color] Another extremist group that, from what she understood, was taking the name of a noble group of warriors and dragging it through the dust. Another enemy, trying beat down the newly risen Initiative. 

Much like the Kett, their hands were going to break on the unforgiving shield of APEX.

Her aimless wandering had ended her up near hydroponics. While the increased security made her uneasy (bringing back all too fresh memories of the Mutiny) what really caught her attention was the krogan bent over a table, obviously upset. [color=hotpink]"...Kargad?"[/color] She said, somewhat incredulously. She had never seen the krogan anything other than joyful and boisterous. Whatever was upsetting him had to be bad then, to get through that joyful exterior. She couldn't just leave him like that. Serena made her way over to him, cautiously touching his shoulder. [color=hotpink]"Kargad? Are you okay? What's wrong?"[/color]