Jupiter Brains All Over The Wall | By : PachaMama Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 8265 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Oh man sorry about the long long wait. hopefully you all like this chapter. Just for the record on Destino: go to youtube and look up 'Destino'. It was a lost Fantasia piece with the artwork of Salvador Dali. The statuette is inspired by the woman. It's beautiful, watch it and love it.
When Layla and Kenn stepped into the large elevator that would take them down to the Presidium the blonde could not help but break out in a large grin that threatened to split her face in two. She leaned against the metal section of the car and close her eyes.
Kenn snorted a laugh and poked her in the shoulder playfully. "I can't believe that they bought all that." Layla laughed softly. "They didn't buy all of it but the fact remains that we destroyed a threat and the debriefings from the turians probably helped alot. We'll be watched, maybe discreetly maybe not but we have to keep it above the board for a while." The quarian dismissed her last statement with a wave of his hand. "My worries are about the Justicar, Morinth's apex predator. By all accounts we should be dead, we have protected the one true hunt of her life and she didn't kill you when she had the chance. Her code dictates only in black and white and harboring a criminal is something we should be killed for." Layla grimaced at the thought of Morinth. "We need to find her or prepare for her or something. I should have gone to look for her after I woke up. I should have punched Shepard and bolted straight back to Hock's place and looked for her. Instead I was selfish and figured that she could take care of herself. I let my priorities get mixed and now?" "Morinth wouldn't have stayed at Hock's it would have been too dangerous."Kenn replied. "She would have gone into hiding and she's probably really good at it too. You only would have found her if she wanted you to." Layla's grimace stayed as the elevator slowed to a stop and opened to reveal the sunny Presidium. No one paid attention to them as they made their way to the CRT station across the tower by the financial district. The car was swift in responding to their electronic hailing and they made good time in the light traffic from the Presidium down to the docking station where the Kobol was. Two Centurions were standing guard at the bay entrance and their red optic sensors slid over them but they did not respond to the pair.Inside of The Kobol the Centurions were standing in a semicircle in the airlock, waiting for their sister and news. Layla smiled up at them, brushing aside her anxiety of Morinth's disappearance for these few precious moments with her brothers.
"Good news," she replied. "We've been granted asylum by the Council though they have asked that we, and hopefully they just mean me, remain on the Citadel in case they have any questions about the evidence we collected." The silver giants traded what could be understood as questioning looks and one of them came forward. He placed a long fingered hand on her shoulder and gave it a squeeze. Was this acceptance? Encouragement? Layla hoped so. "Have a burst sent to the Basestar with the news and see if the hybrids have any new information from the base. I want to be kept up to date on their progress. Have there been any messages for me or Kenn?" Her omni-tool beeped as she received the transfer of information from the Kobol. "Thank you, brothers." "Kee'lah! Don't shoot!" The outburst from the airlock made the cylons and quarian look over in surprise. Layla and Kenn exchanged a questioning look and made their way from the cockpit to the airlock. A female Quarian stood at the airlock's entrance, hands raised in surprise at the centurions' exposed barrels of their weapons. Her helmet's visor focused on Layla and Kenn as they appeared and she lowered her hands back to rest at her side. "Hello, is there something I can help you with?" Layla asked, her face only showing civility. The Quarian's helmet's gaze shifted from Layla to the centurions. Layla saw the concern and placed a hand on each of her brothers' forearms and genlty lowered them away from the quarian. Her shoulders lowered in relief. "Um yes I am Tali'zorah vas Normandy. The Admiralty Board sent me to talk to Kenn' Haal." "The Admiralty?" Kenn' Haal asked a little suprised. "Why?" Tali'Zorah's helmet shifted as if she was giving Layla a side long glance. "I'd rather not say in front of non-quarians." Layla shot a questioning look to the younger quarian and he nodded. She gave him a smile and typed in something on her omni-tool. "I'll see you at the suite whenever you decide to show. Nice to meet you Tali' Zorah vas Normandy." She gave the Centurions a friendly waved and started out of the airlock and back into the masses of the Citadel. She meandered about the ward, idly gazing at storefronts and occasionally taking the time to go into the shop to look further in. One of the businesses was a small art gallery and in the window was a statuette the size of her forearm. It was sculpted out of a stone the color of butter and depicted the stylized form of a woman dancing. The pull to possess the statuette gripped her chest and hands, both clenching with the want of it. The gallery itself was empty of admirers but the walls and pedestals were full of art of different kinds, delicate and voluminous. Her footsteps echoed softly on the stony floor and from the far end of the gallery she heard the soft sigh of a door sliding open. An asari in a black and red dress appeared from a back room and gave Layla a smile as she came over to where she was looking at a bright pink, green and black splotched painting that made her eyes hurt. "Welcome young lady." the asari greeted. " How might I assist you today?" Layla turned to the alien but gestured behind her to the statuette. "I wish to purchase that lovely piece in the window. The statuette." The asari looked over her shoulder and her smile almost faltered but she covered it rather quickly. "You mean 'Layla's Destino'? Oh that is a lovely piece. Sculpted by a young human woman by the name of Nef Nevari. She has a talent that will take her far." "Indeed." Layla replied. "How soon will you be able to have it brought to my suite?" "Today if you wish. Shall we discuss price?" "No. I have no wish to haggle and deprive such a talent of well earned credits." The owner nodded solemnly. "Of course Ms.-" "Sextus. Layla Sextus." The asari's eyes widened slightly at the name and looked back over at the piece and then back to Layla. "Of course Ms. Sextus. I will even waive my percentage so that Miss. Nevari will receive the full amount." Layla eyed her warily but said nothing about the asari's recognition. "That is very kind of you." The dealer smiled and waved the compliment off as she went over to a kiosk on a nearby counter. "Shall I have it delivered or do you wish to take it with you now?" "I would like to take it with me." "If you would please finish the transaction on the terminal I will bring out supplies to wrap it up for you to take with you." the dealer disappeared back into the area she had appeared from and Layla typed in her credit information and closed out the transaction. She had fetched the statuette from the pedestal and brought it over to the kiosk by the time the dealer returned with a small handled case with a swirled design on it. Carefully the dealer inserted the piece into the smart foam inside the case and slid the case shut. With a satisfied smile she spun the case around, offering the handle to Layla. "I do hope that you find years of enjoyment in the piece," she replied as Layla took the case. "It is magnificent." Layla smiled and looked down at the case. "I will cherish it." her voice was wistful but she didn't care. She left the gallery and headed straight for a CRT station. Taking the automatic taxis were a blessing and a curse to her. It gave her time to think and that in itself was a blessing or curse. Slowly she closed her eyes and when she opened them again she was flying over Picon's beaches. She could smell the sea and the green of the flora below. The projection let her relax until the CRT touched down with a slight thud that brought her out of her revere. Her suite was empty and she carefully put the case on the small table in front of the sofa. The statuette was safe still and intact as she pulled it out of its smart foam and placed in on the case's top. She stare at it for what seemed like forever. Layla looked over her shoulder when she heard the door open. She stood as the familiar figure entered the suite and a smile formed on her lips as she stepped around the sofa towards the figure. "Morinth," she breathed. "Thank god you're alive. I was so worried." The asari's eyes narrowed and the blue corona of dark energy that was common for the usage of biotics flared to life. Layla's face changed from relief to disbelief as she realized that her friend was about to attack her. For normal biotics to would take a couple of moments for their attack to generate but Morinth was not normal. Layla barely had enough time to dive out of the way of a cannonball of energy. "You left me for dead!" the alien roared as she charged the synthetic being. "What? No, Morinth-" Layla started as she jumped to her feet and tried to dodge the charge but instead of getting completely clear of the charge Morinth's shoulder caught her side and the blond spun about and hit the floor. The pain that the shoulder caused her was not as bad but it still hurt and she got to her knees before Morinth grabbed her by her hair and hauled her to her feet. "Morinth stop! I didn't leave you! Shepard drugged me and I woke up in a hotel. It was too dangerous for me to look for you. I didn't want you to be in anymore danger." As she spoke the hand in her hair flexed a few times but the other hand stayed at the asari's side. Layla kept her hands at her sides and fought to keep them open and relaxed. She had to show that she trusted the alien because showing aggression would just make things worse. '"I-" Morinth's hand disappeared from her head and spun her around to face her. The blue eyes studied her face the anger fading completely to regret. The door opened behind and Morinth's face flashed back to anger. She flung Layla backwards into a pair of strong arms and sprinted over to the balcony. Jacob came in Layla's vision as he chased after the asari, pistol drawn. "Morinth!" Layla shouted as the prey launched herself over the balcony, a globe of blue energy encompassing her. She tried to go forward to follow but the arms held her close to a strong chest. "No!" "Morinth's running. She jumped the balcony." Jacob replied into a comm in his ear. He turned back to Layla and the person who was holding her. "Are you hurt?" a soft flanging voice, like a turian's but the body was nothing like the raptorian race. Layla took a quick breath, inhaling the scent of crisp scent of vegetation and the undercurrent of spice. She shimmied out of the hold to take a look at the being who had held her. Inky black eyes caught her attention first, soulful, and for a moment she felt a familiar flash of emotion that left a strange twist in her chest. The alien wore black leather that left his part of his chest open and exposed. It was a tantalizing flash of skin that along with his full lips made Layla slightly lightheaded. Her mind raced to remember what kind of alien he was. Her head jerked in a nod and stepped farther away from him least she do something she regretted. Instead she spun around and faced Jacob, her face schooling to a mask of irritation "I had her talked down! Why did you barge in?" she snapped. "Because she was going to kill you." Jacob replied harshly. "No she wasn't and she's not stupid she would know what would happen if she did." Layla hissed. "Now you've let a killer on the loose who has nothing to lose and now I have to go find her." Jacob's face closed and then he nodded. "Garrus and Zaeed are on her tail. We can catch up if we hurry. We haven't alerted Samara yet." The cylon's gait was quick and long, even in the heels that she wore. Jacob and the alien were less than a step behind her though they could easily overtake her steps. Miranda and Kasumi were waiting by an aircar when they exited the hotel. She didn't care if it looked like she was ignoring the woman as she slid into the passenger seat next to Miranda and the new alien with Jacob slid in behind them. "Where are they now?" she asked as they lifted off into the thin traffic of the Presidium. "Garrus and Zaeed have her pinned down in an alley by where your ship is docked. Shepard has ordered C-Sec away from the area just in case." Jacob answered after a few moments. "She has a quarian as a hostage." Layla felt her face lose color and she covered her face with a hand and sighed. Hopefully she could diffuse the situation before some one died. Silence reigned as they sped through traffic and Layla jumped out of the car before the door could finish opening, her heeled shoes tapping sharply on the corridor's floor. She skidded to a stop beside Shepard and Tali 'Zorah vas Normandy. "Update?" she asked sharply. "It's just Morinth and Kenn'Haal." Tali answered softly. "Samara isn't here yet." "Good." Layla sighed and started for the darkened alley. "Stay here." she replied sharply giving Shepard an equally sharp look. "Morinth?" Layla called as she stepped into the alley. The firing of a pistol was her only answer, a minute ball of energy and mass striking the wall to her left. She made it a point to not react to the test. "Morinth, let us talk this over. Please?" "I will not be put down like a varren!" Morinth snarled from the darkness. "No one is going to do that, Morinth." she replied. "I won't let them." She took another step towards the sound of Morinth and a another shot was fired, closer than the last one. "You can't scare me, Morinth. I've died before and I'm not afraid of it. I'll just wake up in an identical body. My death would be just a learning experience and I'll come back." The cylon prayed that Morinth would take the bait and not shoot at her again. She would not like to test out the resurrection pools so soon without knowing that they worked again. Something grunted and bumped in the darkness. Something moved and Kenn stumbled out of the darkness. Layla came over to him and guided him to the entrance though she didn't step beyond the alley. the quarian, Tali' Zorah, came over and took control of Kenn and guided him out of the alley. Layla gave her an approving nod and turned back to the darkness. She made it to the depth that she had before. "You have Kenn," Morinth replied. "I'm not going out there with Mother hovering nearby." Layla situated her dress and knelt down so that she sat on the floor. "I'm not leaving, Morinth." Silence was her only answer. "The Council has recognized the threat the Reapers were and are going to give you a pardon. You're a hero, Morinth." "The Council can't stop her from hunting me. It's in her "Code", she'll hunt me until one of us dies." "I swore that as long you were a member of my ship that I would protect you." "Then you're going to die." Morinth replied and another shot was fired. "Because you can't protect me." Something impacted in Layla's midsection. Her hand went to the area and she felt the slick wetness of blood. She looked down in disbelief and then to where Morinth was hiding. Shadows and footstep filled her ears and she pressed her hands against the wound. "Morinth!" Samara cried from behind her and a blue orb of energy sailed over Layla's head. Someone grabbed her. The alien that was with Jacob, He slipped around and slipped an arm under her buttocks to lift her. He was crowding her line of sight to Morinth and Samara fighting. He lifted like a child, moving Layla's arms so that she would clasp them around his neck. Her fingers laced at the nape of his neck though she wished that she could cradle her wound instead. "Layla!" Kenn called out in shock as they entered the lit corridor. Layla tried to steady her gaze to find him but her sight had gone fuzzy. An older, gray haired woman came over to the alien and directed him to set her down against a wall. "Ms. Sextus I'm Doctor Chakwas." the woman greeted quickly. "I'm giving you medigel." A cooling, numbing sensation over took the pain from the wound and Layla sighed. She looked up at the alien and then to Chakwas. "Morinth?" she asked. "Fighting with Samara still." the alien replied. Layla nodded and looked around to see what kind of crowd had come over. The corridor was deserted save for Jacob, Shepard, Miranda, Kenn and thew other quarian, Massani and a turian who must have been Garrus. Kenn was coming over to her with the female quarian behind him. Shepard was at the entrance with the others, their weapons trained on the alley's entrance. "Frak." she sighed and rested her head against the hard wall. There was a flash of blue light from alley causing Layla to jerk forward in fear for Morinth. The alien held her back by her shoulders and Kenn grabbed her hand anchoring her to her spot. He gave her hand a squeeze and trotted over to where Shepard was. The area was crowded by silence and Layla's eyes didn't stray from the darkened opening. Time stretched and finally an asari came out of the alleyway. The red and black was the only difference between mother and daughter. Some animal started keening in sadness and the hand that grasped hers squeezed harder she realized that is was her making that sound. Something pressed against her neck and the world went black.Yay that chapter is done
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