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[wrex_it_krogan]

[Wrex seems to be recovering from a hell lot. He's not one to let combat weigh him down since he's seen centuries of it, but it's obvious that this last fight wore him down a bit physically.

He's sitting on a large jutting rock against the backdrop of Megatronus' quadrant. Beside him a small creature, black and leathery with jutting teeth and beady eyes, tries to nudge him into something. the Krogan keeps shoving him off. He just had great luck, he came to the junkpile to find a pack of Varren waiting for him, forcing him to shoot and scare off the rest--all but one.]

It's over.

About time. But don't think this is the last fight.

Knowing this place...

[Get out of the camera, you damn creature. Wrex shoves him again.]

Knowing this place, I doubt this isn't anywhere near the end of the fighting.

[Speaking of things not ending.]

Anyone want this thing? Got rid of most of its pack, but this guy won't leave me alone.

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[rstlsslegsyndrm]

I doubt this is the end, either. It never truly is, I guess.

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[wrex_it_krogan]

You got that right.

At least you guys can rest knowing that freak Tarn's behind bars. Too good for him, if you ask me.

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[rstlsslegsyndrm]

[bitter laugh] Yeah. "Rest easy". [Ever since that happened, Ambulon's been so high strung and tense that sleeps has become almost a mythological LIE.]

But you all did a great job, so... A "thank you" is in order.

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[wrex_it_krogan]

...whatever you guys do.

[Power down? God, you synthetics.]

Even if there were no stakes, felt good getting some action.