Just a short one. First big change from the original, (relating to Reale) Note, Reale is pronounced Re-al

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Reale stalks up to her prey from the darkness, her target is a Turian she has been tracking through the terminus system for the better part of a month, and eventually, she has him in her sights. After painstakingly approaching the Turian from behind she lands her hands on either side of the Turians head.

"Bout time." The Turian speaks as her fingers make contact with it's hardened plates. "Been waiting for the last hour."

"You knew?" Asked Reale suspiciously of the Turian. "Why didn't you run?"

The Turian who still has his back to the Spectre shrugs his shoulders in a defeated manner, "Aria wouldn't be so kind, you witnessed what she did to Nezzy." He tells Reale with a tired voice, "At least with you; it will be quick, and I may even get a kick out of it."

Reale considers his words, it is true if Aria caught him first then she would subdue him to horrific torture, and that could last for months, if not years. Not wanting to engage the Turian any longer she asks, "Any last words?"

"Just do it." The Turian sighs as he moves to take a drink from a bottle.

With a blink to confirm she heard the Turian she closed her eyes and whispered, "Embrace Eternity," And soon after a bottle smashes off the floor and a Turian crumples to her feet as if his very soul has been sucked from his body.

Opening her eyes a short time later Reale takes a step backwards, she allows a small moment to reveal in the ecstasy of a meld and then she takes the required evidence to prove she had killed the man, that being a blood sample for DNA evidence, an iris scan and facial photograph.

Getting back to her shuttle which is stationed near by she radios into her larger ship which is hiding in a near by gas giant. "Little bird, come in."

It takes a second but she gets a crackled response, probably interference from the gas giant. "Little Bird hears you, can we at long last return to nest?"

"We can." Smiles Reale, glad to eventually give the order. The longer they are in Terminus space, the more likely it is they get into a conflict with the unruly populous, and that is never a good thing.

The moment Reale docks with Little Bird she breaths in a sigh of relief, but a comm comes over the radio, "Commander, there is a priority call on channel 5c, sounds important."

"Always is." Reale replies to her comm expert before sitting down in front of her shuttles communication terminal. It annoys her how her crew and her have barely finished one mission, and now they are likely to be given another. Her team deserves downtime especially after this long in the Terminus where every day is a fight for survival.

After authorising the connection to be made on her end with the caller, Reale sits back in her chair and waits for who ever is calling to accept her into the conversation, as is standard procedure for Council calls. It is a small while but eventually, Reale is connected. "Spectre Reale," The Asari councillor says the moment they join. "I have faith your assignment is going as expected."

"As always." Reale states without much emotion in her voice or on her face, she is not a fan of the councillor for various reasons, mostly though because she often brings news of new assignments which is likely to be her last. "Should be receiving my report in the next hour or so."

"Excellent, then you can embark on your next assignment without delay."

"I was hoping to give my crew down time." Reale tries to protest.

"No time." Dismisses the councillor without a batter of her eyelids. "I have forwarded coordinates to your pilot; she is under orders to dispatch as soon as you have returned to Little Bird."

Reale suppresses her urge to roll her eyes. "What may I inquire, is so important I must dispatch immediately?"

"A science team studying a pre-relay world has activated an emergency PEC beacon; you are to access the situation and act accordingly."

"Again?" Asks Reale as she pinches the bridge of her nose; she hates these pre-relay 'rescue' missions as they never go as planned since a new species are always unpredictable. Even though the word rescue has not been mentioned by the councillor, Reale knows it is likely a rescue mission as little else is cause for activation of the emergency beacon. After a moment to gain her thoughts she asks, "What do we know?"

"Admittedly very little on the situation." States the councillor, "But I have given you permission to access restricted logs on what we know of the species. To give you the basic's however, think Turians that look a little like us, and they are less than 100 years from activating their relay."

"Perfect." Utters Reale as she ignores the fact Little Bird has started to hum and vibrate as the engines enter the FTL warm-up phase, her pilot apparently preparing to take them to this pre-relay world. "You know as well as I that this situation isn't likely to end well."

"You are a Spectre, and Spectres excel at beating the odds. Now I must iterate one thing before I go, this operation is off the books, and for Asari High Command only. If anyone else but me asks, they are not to know your mission or whereabouts."

Reale breaths out deeply and blinks in confirmation, this means Asari High Command is up to something they shouldn't be, probably anything but good, and this doesn't surprise her in the least as Asari High Command is dirty to the core.

So now we have met Reale, hope you like her.