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Shepard must recruit a salarian scientist before leaving Omega.
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Garrus wasn't particularly thrilled to hear that I wanted to take him into the quarantine zone given that every other species other than human was being affected. But he also understood that we'd likely be walking into a complete shit show. I just suggested that he wear his helmet and rely on recycled air. When I added that we wouldn't horrify people by having to look at his face, he gave me a look before he chuckled.
"Not going to let it go, are you?" he finally asked.
"Hell, you might end up better looking once it heals."
I didn't plan on heading out until the next day to give him time to heal. He might have been up and about, but he admitted to being in pain while also dealing with a lot of turmoil from what happened to him. He hadn't gone into any great detail about what happened, but it sounded bad. Like he'd lost people that he'd been close to. There was no doubt that he still carried a lot of anger as well.
"Want to come to Afterlife with us?" I asked Kelly later that day.
"What are you going there for?"
"A drink and watch the pretty dancers. One in particular..."
"Who else is going?"
"Miranda and Georgia."
"Miranda is going?" she asked in surprise, "Yes, I'd love to join you."
The four of us met at the airlock after the usual evening meal. Given that we'd been there a couple of days, I'd authorised some temporary shore leave for the crew though most of them were hesitant about leaving the ship. Miranda suggested to the crew that if they did leave the ship to go incognito. No clothing that had Cerberus symbols.
We were all dressed in casual clothing, something that I'd never really been used to. I had spent most of my time in the Alliance either in my armour, my dress blues or my fatigues. My cabin had jeans, trousers and an assortment of t-shirts for me to wear in addition to a couple of nice jackets. We skipped the line at Afterlife as the pair of bouncers recognised and waved our small group through.
I ordered drinks for the four of us before heading downstairs to the private rooms. I was glancing around for Xera, or at least someone who could point us in the right direction so we could get settled before she arrived, when I noticed someone that I hadn't seen in a long time. She was sitting at a table playing a card game with some batarians and a krogan. She had no idea that I was there until she glanced my way.
The smile that appeared on her face had me grinning as she was immediately on her feet and walking towards me.
"Shepard? You're alive?" She was unsure how to greet me for all of two seconds before we embraced each other. When one of my hands immediately moved to her arse, she chuckled. "I see you haven't changed there."
"How are you, Helena? Doing well?"
"I am," she replied, leaning back to look me over, "Coming to Omega was actually a good thing. Aria's tough but we've built a good working relationship over the past couple of years. Been making plenty of credits. Aria takes her cut, but it's small change for how successful I've been." She glanced by me and smirked. "Friends of yours, Shepard?"
I made some introductions before Miranda said, "I've read about you in the reports. We were surprised that Shepard let you go in the end."
"We came to an arrangement," Helena replied.
"We're going to enjoy a dance and maybe a couple of drinks. Would you care to join us?"
Helena gave me a look and smiled. "Will this dance lead to other things?"
"God, I hope so," Kelly murmured.
"Getting antsy, Kelly?" Georgia teased.
"I'm always antsy. Masturbation only takes off the edge most of the time."
"I'd love to join you, Shepard. Lead on."
I eventually found one of Aria's bouncers who directed us to a private room and told us that Xera would be sent to our room. Another asari walked into the room, introducing herself as Servia. I thought she was more like a topless waitress though she did add that she was a dancer as well. She took our drink order before she departed, Xera walking in moments later. She was ever so excited to see me again, standing up to give her a hug. She noticed that there were a couple of other women with me.
"I hope they enjoy the show, Shepard," Xera stated.
Once Servia returned with our drinks, the music started and Xera started to dance. There was no doubt she had some training as her body flowed to the beat. It didn't take long until she was completely naked, the pole central to her performance. Her body was exquisite, and she was not shy in spreading her legs as often as possible to show off her pussy.
"This is arousing as hell," Kelly murmured while sipping at her cocktail.
"I've sat in one of these rooms more than once when entertaining guests," Helena told us.
"Have fun with them?" Georgia wondered.
"Although I don't mind pussy from time to time, I'd generally prefer to whip out the toys and have fun that way."
Xera did get out some toys that were in a bag nearby. She took one from the bag and looked over the five of us before handing it to Kelly. Xera then turned around and positioned herself on her knees before leaning forward. "I prepped beforehand. Just gently ease it in," Xera told her.
"Oh my..."
It wasn't a large plug. Kelly was very gentle when sliding it into Xera's arse. The asari moaned once it popped inside her completely, turning around to leave a soft kiss on Kelly's lips. Xera rose to her feet and resumed dancing though I didn't miss how she bent over to show off the base of the plug, a blue jewel in the bottom of it.
