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"Remind me who put this bosh'tet in charge," the Quarian sighed in annoyance while shooting a few more of the Blue Suns. They seemed to retreat back after awhile, no doubt to regroup like the annoying White Glint stated. It didn't take much brains to figure that one out, especially after visiting Omega multiple times. The gangs were like cockroaches, no matter how hard they were hit they just never died out. To many young people buying into their crap.

She focused on reloading her weapons and getting ready for another attack, ignoring most of the conversation but stopped and laughed hearing the mention of Cerberus."Oh yes, now I really want to listen to you," Alya states sarcastically. At that point she would or rather follow the orders of a Vorcha over anything White Glint said. She could only hope the Volus was paying good enough to make her have any remote desire to work along side an ex-Cerberus member. 

"The bot has a good idea, messing with their means of communication would weaken their attacks and make them easier to pick off in the long run," she stated about the Geth's suggestion ",Loosing communication, lack of any progress being made and disorganization probably would make them eventually give up and leave once morale is low enough and seeing that the fight isn't worth it for them."