The ship shuddered as it's Mass Effect drive compensated for the ship's speed. Lux grabbed a hand-hold overhead, ussually to far out of reach for anyone and was designed to be used in a zero-g enviornment, to steady himself. The asari pilot gave her co-pilot a worried look. The co-pilot whispered to her friend,
"Just don't anger him and we'll be okay. By the goddess, he's a big one. He could snap me in half with one hand." She glanced back at Lux to check if he had herd. She was relived when he didn't say anything. She turned back to the console.
"Way to be descrite Massuma. But I agree, he's big for a Krogan. And look at his arms! They are huge, probably from ripping heads off." The pilot whispered back.
"Ok Nibla, I won't look at him." The co-pilot, Massuma, whispered in response.
"Don't worry girls, I wont kill you....yet. And you asari are too squishy to snap in half, Massuma. Rachni on the other hand, they have that nice exoskeleton and make a nice crunching sound when you rip thier heads off and punch thier chests in. And firing two shotguns that's recoil would break your arms single-handed gives me my big arms, Nibla. That, and my mother. She was a huge woman. Big enough to lift a Rachni and throw it seven yards." Lux said. He always enjoyed chatting with asari that thought he couldn't hear them. He just liked talking in general. He always took the time to clear up any misconceptions about Krogans people had.
"Um.....you heard all that did you?" asked the co-pilot. The pilot, Nibla, looked terrified. Lux chuckled.
"It's alright. No harm done Massuma....yet." Lux said. The pilot stiffened even more. Lux laid a huge hand on her shoulder and she screamed alittle.
"Calm down Nibla, I'm only joking. I have no interest in harming you or your friend." Lux said. The co-pilot looked relieved, but the pilot wasn't convinced.
"So, you fought in the Rachni wars?" Massuna asked. Lux looked at her. He liked these asari for some reason. They reminded him of his daughters, whom always thought thier father couldn't hear them, and alwaysed asked questions about his past. In a break from the ussual he decided to talk about his past.
"Yes. From the second the second we knew, untill the last rachni was stomped into the mud by my unit." Lux said. The Massuna continued.
"And the Krogan Rebellions?" she asked. Nibla's eyes widened at her friend.
"Curiosity is a good thing Nibla. No need to worry about asking a question that will offend me. And to answer your question Massuna, no. I was preocupied with my own problems, and wouldn't have fought if I weren't. Krogan weren't fighting eachother. Or a worthy enemy. We had such a high birth rate to survive the natural, and unatural attacks we had. Without natural attacks, we should have had plenty unnatural ones."
"But Krogans weren't killing eachother. We were colonizing. A distatsefull proposition. Sure, take a few worlds, but don't give up the fight. That is what it is to be krogan, to fight. But no, we colonized, and then attacked voulus and salarians and asari. And then when we had a good enamy to fight, we used asteroids and such. There is no honor in throwing a huge, unstobable rock at a planet. If we ripped Turians apart with our bare hands, and tossed them into walls with biotics, it would have been a good fight. But we were cowards and weekling. I thank the Salarians for the genophage. It forced us back to our honorable roots." Lux said vehimently.
"That's a view I've never heard before." Nibla said, tentativly, finally enerting the conversation.
Lux chuckled, a deep rumbling sound that almost made Nibla faint.
"Most Krogan haven't lived as long as I have. Or prospered like I have. I have two daughters and a wife on Tuchunka. My wife is mine only due to her lack of fertility. My daughters on the other hand, weren't so lucky. They are coverted like precious treasures by all males. Not that they aren't treasures, but just as breeding stock is insulting. The genophage weeded out the weak. I belive a Warloard Okeer shares my perspective, but unlike him I'm sane." Lux said. A Varren trotted up to Lux. It proped it's front legs up on the space between the two consoles. Massuma laughed as it licked her. Nibla squirmed away.
"Who's this adorable thing?" Massuma asked laughing as she pet the varren. She liked varren as she had a a pup growing up. Her father, a turian, had bred the more 'tame' varients.
"That's Mult. He's my hunting varren." Lux said." Nibla, don't worry, he's harmless unless I order him to attack. Or you're a Pyjak. But you're a bit big and don't have a tail." Lux said. Nibla, who had learned that Lux wasn't the type to lie, visibly relaxed.
"So, why are you going to the citadel." Massuma asked.
"I don't want to lie to you, so I won't answer. I'll say that I don't think it involves killing aything on the citadel. But I don't know the particulars." Lux said. He mentaly kicked himself for saying one sentance too much. It was possible to put together he was meeting an employer. But neither asari made the connection between his words.