The young Quarian girl made her way through the overcrowded walkways of the Rayya, one of the many ships that made up the migrant fleet, the fleet that carried the dwindling quarian population. She could barely walk in a straight line without bumping someone or stepping on a strangers foot, which earned her either a, "watch yourself," or, "mind where you walk." But she ignored these as she had grown use to the crowds of the Rayyas' outbursts, and continued traversing the labyrinth of people's bodies.

It had been a long day for the girl, cleaning up blown engines, which were horribly outdated. Being lectured by her teachers on how to repair fuel lines. and so on. She spotted the corner that lead to her family's cubicle, cubicles are a place where every quarian lives aboard the overpopulated ship, it is essentially a home only very small. She pushed her way towards it earning her more annoyed comments.

She walked up to her homes airlock and placed her small three fingered gloved hand in the lock system. The door hissed opened. She stepped in to the small rectangular box that the Zorah family, her family called home.

"Tali your home... I wasn't expecting you back for at least another hour or so" Tali's mother said her sweet nostalgic voice of hers, as she turned around to face her daughter standing in front of the door.

"I was let out of school early today, my teachers didn't want to give me extra work, seeing how I have finished it all" Tali answered somewhat proudly. She looked around longingly and noticed something missing, "Where's father?"

Tali's mother raised her helmeted head back and chuckled, "that man... always working, he has a large responsibility now, being an admiral, he sent me a message saying that he was on the Neema overlooking some repairs to the navigations system, he won't be back till tomorrow."

Tali let her head drop, father had promised her that he would take her to the only cinema on the migrant fleet for a special treat. She let out a sad sigh. She would have to wait one more day. "What's there to eat?" she asked to distract herself from disappointment.

"Oh, the usual."

Tali grumbled as she went to take a tube of nutrient paste out of the draw, eating the same thing every day for ten years of your life really takes its toll.

"Tali, Rael is sorry that he couldn't make it, but he has a responsibility to others as well as his family now with this new promotion." Tali's mother tried to comfort her.

"I know mum, it's just ..." Tali was cut off by a wail of sirens, the room flashed blood red as the emergency siren cried. The sound of screams and frantic running could be heard from outside. Everything was becoming a haze of noise and colour.

"This is an emergency, everyone make their way to the escape pods..." the synthetic voice rose up above the sirens and screaming.