First transmission

[dont_touchmyshit]

A. [ Action | Outside 3476 Erwin Street ]

[Aria has not had a pleasant morning. On top of waking up to find herself in a strange place, in stranger clothes and an even stranger body beside a random human male she now also has no pants. After having a minor panic attack at how disgustingly primitive everything in the house is she's stolen her husbands pants, stolen a jacket and decided to figure out where she is and what the meaning of all of this is.]

B. [ Action| Olney's Tavern ]

[After being slightly unsettled by the ant-like conformity of Erwin Street, Aria has found the Tavern. If the shouting isn't loud enough to be heard by passers by then she certainly can be heard inside the bar giving the drone a piece of her mind about his service.]

C. [ Action| John Doe Park]

[Seeing as she has no where better to be and the biggest open space happens to be the park, hopefully she can find someone here that isn't going to berate her for wearing pants or wanting a drink.]

Comments

[dont_touchmyshit]

Your body came in the what?

[You are getting a very strange look. It's about as logical as the rest of her day has been, transforming alien car included.]

I guess as long as I do get it back that'll be something. So, how long have you been trapped in this.. place?

[theverymodel]

Mayfield redefines paradigms. Ascertained that much in five Earth months.

[dont_touchmyshit]

So this town doesn't fit on any structure that makes logical sense. So, are we stuck in something like a self contained pocket galaxy?

... Or maybe some backwater time loop. Wouldn't explain the body swap though.

[She'll shake her head. Damn salarians always make her think too hard on little details.]

Five months. Shorter than most people I've talked to around here.

[theverymodel]

Conventional physics often appear irrelevant. Spacial distortion on border zones, no sign of mass effect field. Insufficient data, very [sniff] frustrating.

[dont_touchmyshit]

It sounds like a large headache. But back up a moment, is everything in this place so ancient in terms of technology?

[theverymodel]

Surface technology antiquated. Physics violations suggest more advanced tech concealed.

[dont_touchmyshit]

You think this advanced tech is underground or just well placed? It'd have to be very advanced to loop people from leaving.

[theverymodel]

Highly concealed.

[He glances down at the omnitool]

Detection so far unsuccessful.

[dont_touchmyshit]

Seeing as that's coming from a salarian then it must be well hidden.

[She'll rub the bridge of her nose in irritation for a moment. Not at him, just at this place in general.]

So, I'll be nice. What's your name?

[theverymodel]

Dr. Mordin Solus. Geneticist, primarily, not physicist.

[dont_touchmyshit]

That would be why you were scanning leaves then. You were the one Shepard asked me about if I remember right, finding a cure for that plague down in the wards. I should thank you for that, last thing Omega needed was a pandemic killing everyone.

[theverymodel]

Asari. Contacted by Shepard.

[A brief moment's thought]

Aria T'Loak.

Curing plague logical course of action. Serve the greater good.

[dont_touchmyshit]

You have a sharp mind doctor.

Served the greater good and kept my manpower up. Didn't need more of my men dropping like flies from whatever that was, they do that readily enough on their own. Still, thanks.

[theverymodel]

One of the best. Suited to challenge of developing cure. Best use of resources at time. Became Collectors, later.

[dont_touchmyshit]

So you did end up with Shepard, I had a feeling you would go. She's good at collecting resources.

Anything else you know about this deplorable town?