Eran

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"Agreed." There was no pause for thought nor hesitation. She simply agreed to the terms as soon as they were given. Obviously Zeto didn't care what she had to do to be on this mission. She would do it just to have a chance to get at Saren. "If you and Dr. Chakwas would not mind, I would prefer to work in the medical bay when not off the ship as well. It would be the best place for my skill set to be utilized. I am a bit more practiced on dealing with non-human biology on a first hand basis." To be honest, Zeto also felt that the medical bay would also keep her busy and distracted from thoughts of her own failure. Her life, all the way up to her becoming the youngest captain ever in the Flotilla, had been success after success. Perhaps she was too used to things going right and the failure stung a bit more due to that? In any case, she didn't want to dwell on it. Right now she wanted something to do, just to keep herself busy.

She may look confident on the outside, but the female quarian was a mess inside. She hadn't eaten for a full day, she had lost so many good and close friends that had believed and followed her into death, she had a burning desire for revenge that was cooling off and leaving her feeling empty thanks to her practiced ability to stay calm in stressful situations, and a restlessness from not having her hands busy. Even aboard her own ship the Iktomi, actually an old Alliance medical ship that she had obtained herself, Zeto always kept busy. Whether it was helping the crew, tinkering and improving the medical machinery, or simply working on medical theory in her own personal logs, she always found something to do. She hoped she would be able to keep herself just as busy here.

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A rouge Turian Spectre commanding the Geth? Though it seemed ridiculous, Zeto could not think of a reason why Sheapard would lie given the circumstances. If it was the truth... this Saren was the cause of her crew's death. New anger filled Zeto, fueling her need to get revenge for their deaths. She took a breath to calm herself before thinking. "The Geth could have developed in a million different ways in the time they have been isolated. Their way of thinking could be completely different from ours..." She sighed and put a hand to her chin, adopting a thoughtful pose. "If i had to speculate, this Saren is offering something to the Geth. Something they deem useful enough to trade for via their servitude Or they are working to a goal. I just don't have enough information to make a sound judgement. Machine minds work differently and the little psychology that I have read on deals with normal thought processes..."

Looking up at Shepard, Zeto's stance had changed. She seemed more straight backed, tougher. "Shepard, I want to ask a favor. If this Saren is in command of the Geth, he is to blame for my crew's deaths. I want to kill him. They deserve that much. I will be of use to you. My medical knowledge is quite high, my speed of treatment and fast thinking works well in battle conditions and I know how to take care of myself with a gun. I've had... many experiences with extreme conditions that have hardened me. Please take me with you. I want to spend the time before the Flotilla needs me again going after Saren."

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Zeto raised an eyebrow at Shepard, an act unseen because of the orange visor that obscured it. Her arms were crossed defensively across her chest. "They were not specific, but it is strange. The Geth are inorganic beings. Though the Quarian Race know the most about the Geth, which is precious little at the moment since their disappearance, what information could I possess that could be relevant? I am a medical officer. The top of the fleet. The only thing making me different from the others is that i studied the biological information of most of the known races of the universe. So... call me a genius. Its why i became a captain at such a young age. They lured me in with a fake distress call asking for medical assistance. They used by sympathy to draw me in and blew up my ship once I was out. It was a slaughter after and when I locked myself up, they sent messages saying that they would not kill me and they just needed my skills... Of course, she knew nothing of Saren and his command over the Geth. How could she? She had just been an innocent medic up to this point. "I have the skills to get a maimed soldier up again in two minutes at most, but what would the Geth want with me? It makes no sense..."

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Tali did little to help the guilt. Zeto knew that she was doing her best to help, but the Quarian was keeping her heart hardened. After her period of sulking, Zeto felt that she had to just move on as quickly as possibly and do her duty. Her first order of business had been the report of the ambush and the resulting loss of her entire crew and ship. It was way too soon to expect a message back of course and for now the Commander had been focusing on making sure she was okay and not harmed. Zeto humored the examination Dr. Chakwas gave her purely for Shepard's benefit. She spoke up after the examination limited by the suit she wore. "My body is normal across the board Commander and I was not wounded by any gunfire. I will survive."

Zeto had asked the Alliance doctor for some privacy before speaking with Shepard again. "The Geth were definitely after me... more specifically what I knew. They were instructed to find my files and take them. They were pretty much destroyed in the initial attack though. So they went after me, the next best thing. After all, I was the source of the info. I don't know what the information or I would have been used for though. We should just be happy you arrived and intervened when possible." Zeto had pulled up her omni-tool, looking things up as she continued. "I will not take up too much space for much longer. I will get off at the nearest populated planet and get a ride to the Citadel. I can wait for further orders from the Flotilla from there." She did not expect Shepard to accommodate her for too long. That idealist hope that everyone could treat Quarians as equals was pretty hurt right now. Zeto was low on hope.

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No sweat.

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Zeto had been quiet the entire time they were riding out to a clear plane and awaiting pickup. She had a lot on her mind. She was in her mid twenties, made a captain at a young age. Her skill in the medical field as well as her gift of major upgrades to the medical sub routines to Quarian suits had elevated her to the status of the chief medical officer of the fleet. She was considered a genius, many honored to serve on a medical ship like her Iktomi. That ship... she had put so much work on it so she and her crew could help. She had been idealistic. A fool. And her foolishness has gotten her entire crew killed. They all were survived by families. Protocol dictated that as the highest surviving crew member, as captain, she had a duty to inform all the families of the deceased. They would hate her. Curse her for taking their sons and daughters into a deadly ambush. She couldn't even save one. The screams of anguish as they were mowed down were as fresh in her mind as the second she heard them. They would haunt her dreams for a while. She deserved such torment. Upon getting on the ship, Zeto was just silent. Even a sympathetic hand on her shoulder from Tali was not enough to get a reaction. The whole thing was settling in now that the fear of the Geth had drained out.

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Well your move.

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XD

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WOUND NOT WOMB OMG! I fixed it :////(

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Zeto studied the shot wound Shepard had and sighed, placing her gun at her hip. "Let me do something about it. I can at least jump start the healing process. Your wound will be a little numb, but the pain will decrease a little." Zeto went over to Shepard and her three fingered hands started going at fast and precise movements. Pockets at her arm and side opened to reveal her pulling out an empty syringe shot and a vial with blue liquid. She got a dab of medigel and put it in the wound, the antiseptic properties stinging it like peroxide. "Bear the pain, it will continue hurting." As one hand applied the medigel, the other held the vial which was stuck by the needle and drawing the liquid in. Once Zeto saw there was enough liquid, she slipped the vial away before penetrating the gel with the needle. The liquid mixed with the gel, making it green. It would stay for twenty minutes before the green would drain into Shepard's body and leave the gel colorless. Zeto then pulled the bonded gel out in one peal and studied the wound. "Alright, my mixture of a Levo-enhancer and medigel has been quickly absorbed in and should slightly increase your healing speed. You will be a hundred percent in no time. Just avoid overly sugary food. Too much sugar can cause... side effects."

In a flash all her tools were back in her pockets and hidden in her suit. She had done the precise and quick work like it was nothing. "In any case, I know exactly why they came. They came for me. Their attack was focused on capturing me, blowing away any and all around me to deprive me of resources. Weaken and capture. A basic method to hunting something. But you are right. We should leave. I'd rather give them proper final rites.... but the revenge will have to do..." Head held down, Zeto started heading to the door. "I'd rather not linger on this place..."