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They sure are.

But for a serious answer (at least for why I went with Blue Suns here), I probably could've fit Eclipse into the story instead, but at the time I originally wrote Kasy (Mass Effect: Nova. Not a lot of folks from that one still around), no one else had it out for the Suns, while we did already have both an Eclipse and a Blood Pack hater.

Also, I'm not sure she would've fit in so well with the Eclipse tech/skill superiority approach, and they don't tend to take slaves or respect guts as much, which were important aspects of her story. The Blue Suns have an excellent combination of tactical genius, blunt brutality and vengeful nature that shaped Kasy into the cold hearted bitch she is today.
It wont be hard to get Turian alcohol... Just ask the Dextro Chef. I cant wait for the kitchen wars...

For Kasy's own drink, hard liquor. As long as it makes her forget, she doesn't much care what it is. Surprisingly she'll probably be less of a bitch when drunk. No less emotionally unstable, but less of a bitch.

She'll be sticking around because she has no where else to go (or so she believes). And if worst comes to worst, she'll hire the whole team to go and attack the Blue Suns. She probably wont tell anyone why, or maybe even who they're up against until much too late... But did I mention she's an emotionally unstable bitch? xD

Hmmm... Offers... Offers...
Kasyra will put Tia in the safest position possible when the ill-advised attack on the Blue Suns happens.

Also, someone should totally call her 'Vas Borealis' (or even Vas Jalopy, for added fun) at some point. It'll be funny. For everyone not involved.
There can be no other answer.
“Keelah.” Kasyra said to no-one in particular, disgust oozing from her voice.

“This is a piece of junk.”

As a Quarian, Kasyra had served and lived on ships her entire life, and seen more variety in ship design and quality than possibly anyone else on the crew, excepting perhaps the long lived species. The Migrant Fleet had some real junkers, and though she’d managed to avoid serving on any of them, she’d known other Quarians who had. Their stories didn’t even compare to this thing. The Borealis redefined the very idea of ‘junker.’ She hadn’t even been inside it and she already hated it.

She’d been waiting at the meeting point for far longer than she thought was reasonable - everyone else had arrived, but somehow the captain had managed to be late to his own party. Kasyra’s sinking feeling had been there for some time already when she spied the security guard approaching the group, looking like he wanted to be anywhere but here. She could tell already something had gone wrong.

Then the guard said that the Captain was dead and that they were the proud new owners of the rustiest bucket in the galaxy. “Bosh’tet.” She cursed the captain and his idiocy. “Not even the decency to tell us the job before getting yourself killed.”

Kasyra Vas Borealis. The chilling thought popped into her mind, eliciting a visible shudder throughout her body. For a moment she regretted not taking her old scout ship back to the Migrant Fleet and trying to explain away the events of the last few days. Surely that would be better than ending up stuck crewing this thing.

No. She had to exact vengeance on the Blue Suns first. She had to make sure that they never came after her again.

---

The ship was just as bad inside as it was outside. The Volus built cheap ships to start with, and the refitting of it was extremely dodgy. When the ship had ascended into Illium orbit, She had half expected the air to rush out of some unseen hull breach. She’d kept her suit on internal recycling just in case, though now they were in space and no one was suffocating on the ground, she had relaxed a little.

But only a little. This crew was completely unknown. All manner of species made up the crew, far more diverse than she was used to. They even had a Vorcha. She thought she recognised one of the Turians, but wherever she recognised him from, it had been a long time, and from a part of her life she did her best to forget. She’d find out soon who he was, but she had the feeling that he was one of the few people that actually treated her well in that time.

She had stayed in the cargo bay while the ship rose into space, watching the crew as they all went about finding their place on the ship, some leaving to explore deeper into the vessel, others also remaining in the hold. Some of them had quite a lot of gear with them, whole crates worth. She didn’t understand how they could have so much stuff. Everything she needed was on her person. It seemed to be one of the oddities of the other races, they placed so much value on things.

An amusing scene began playing out in the hold, two human women, both obviously engineers had started setting up their own spaces in the hold, one marked out by crates in an almost fortified manner, the other by the rather rickety looking mech (or was it a drone?) that had taken up residence. The fortifier had a drone of her own, apparently called ‘shithead’ that began loudly playing some truly awful music on command. Kasyra turned her suits audio receptors down quickly, considering leaving to explore the rest of the ship, but changing her mind when she noticed that mech girls mech (drone?) had begun sparking and smoking, shaking in a rather comical way.

The girl hadn’t noticed yet, and Kasy thought it might be amusing to see how things played out, cautiously shunting power to her suits shields for defence while taking hold of a nearby bulkhead in case the drone (mech?) blew a hole in the ship’s hull. She wouldn’t be surprised, given the state of the vessel.

Mech girl was distracted trying to get music girl to turn her music down when it happened. Just as the music was reaching its crescendo (in so much as Elcor music reached any crescendo) a glowing barrier appeared around the mech and it exploded.

She found the entire scene quite amusing, if a little worrying (she hoped this display would not be characteristic of mech-girls combat skills). Someone evidently agreed with her, a peel of laughter reaching her ears past the music. She looked around to see who it was, before realising with no small surprise that it had, in fact, been her own laughter. She cast a furtive glance about the room to see if anyone had noticed, her expression of joy instantly replaced by her usual serious glare. The music was still blaring, and she quickly decided that she had probably not been heard. Just in case though, she turned and left the hold, heading deeper into the ship to explore. she didn’t feel like being happy right now.

She would distract herself by checking out the kitchen and its dextro supplies.
Prepare the climbing equipment.
Speaking of Hoolagining...

I just realized that Kasy can recreate one of those tricks from good old Nova...

Vorcha roar drone anyone? xD
I too have realized that Kasy has not got a ship role listed...

She can fill any role on the ship, though she does not specialize in any of them. Quarian general training will do that.

I'll make her the pilot if we don't get anyone better for the job, otherwise she'll probably be inclined to poke around with the weapons.

As for living in cramped conditions, this ship will seem positively roomy to Kasy. A ship designed for 16 would have at least 20 souls aboard in the Migrant fleet. That said, she is still a prickly individual....
On another note... Another ex-Blue Sun!

Interactions with Kasy should be.... interesting to say the least.
The first couple of books are canon (and reasonably good too)... Then they changed author and they become terribad. Reasonably sure that they (the later ones) got officially un-canonised once it was realized how blatantly wrong they were...

Of course, the lore around Batarian women that does exist is simply there to justify Bioware taking shortcuts in species design by only making males for most of the species...
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