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Turnabout-	By : Spiritwolf71 Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 7688 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Tortuga.
They said that if hell had an island it would be called Tortuga. It had a long history; starting on Earth in the 17^th century when pirates used it as a place to hide from the authorities. It continued to a space station around Earth about a hundred years before the Prothean archives had been found. That station had ended up destroyed in an explosion that no one had ever been able to figure out. Then they had named planet after it. Of course humans were the only ones that really knew the whole history of the name. Most of the other Aliens were simply scoundrels looking for a place to hang their hat, or each other.
Tortuga had once been a planet with several settlements of wealth. A rather large deposit of eezo had been found just prior to the Reaper attack. With the chaos of the war the deposit had become a battle zone of its own. For five years several different organizations had fought bitterly over it. No one was ever completely sure who was running the mines; no one cared as long as they were paid.
Of course not everyone working the mine was being paid either. The fact that the planet, that was once heavily guarded, had become a lawless pit, invited every form of slave trader one could imagine. The gangs were rampant as well with several of the gangs having affiliations with mercenary groups. This was a cause of some major wars still fought on the very streets where people tried to live.
There was no concept of law and certainly no one brave enough to try and enforce any rules. It would take nothing short of a big bomb to clean up the place.
With all of the conflict the planet had to offer, it was an amazing place to hide.
Lissa slowly walked around the pit, looking for a good place to not only watch the fight below, but a vantage point where she could search most of the bar.
The Cerberus officer had once been hit in the head with a baton. It had pretty much taken her out of the fight she had been in, however what she remembered most was the sound it had made. One would think it would be like an explosion, and she guessed it had been, but it was like a muffled explosion. She had been injured many times in many different ways, but there was nothing ever, like a head injury. She could fight through cuts and bruise and even bullets, but that muffled explosion had taken her right out.
That was probably why she had such respect for the Krogan. Anyone who did not respect their strength and fortitude had never fought one or was killed by one. She had fought a couple over her time but did not fool herself. There was no toying with a Krogan, no false bravado. You took them serious and took them down fast, or they would trample all over you.
Lissa could not help but remember being hit by the baton as she watch the two Krogan charge at each other and head-butt as the large crowd cheered on. She crossed her arms over her chest and leaned against a post as she watched the combatants. She was not sure who the second Krogan was but Ren was pretty much a local hero that had never been beaten. She had bet against him. There was something in the eyes of this unknown fighter that Lissa respected.
The two circled each other some more. The thing with the Krogan was to stay in close. There large bodies and smaller arms did not lend to hand to hand combat. Instead they charged and used their heads. They also had some blunt teeth that tended to break bones when they bit.
She kept her eyes open as the two fought. There was a large amount of money being passed off as the fight continued. The fight was not her concern though, although making extra money was always nice, she was looking for someone else.
Her eyes skimmed over the crowed. She hated Nunzio’s. It was too crowed and to chaotic. The only rule in the bar was not to mess with the owner. Not that too many people would take on the Krogan, he was a high ranking member of the Blood Pack. He did not fancy combat or head butting, he simply favoured the shot gun that was always a second from his hands. There were too many soles to count, which had been carried out of the establishment after arguing with ‘Nunzio’ or messing with one of his employees.
Employee was term used loosely. He had a few of the Blood Pack hanging about for security but the half-naked girls that served the drink were not paid. Slavery ran rampant on Tortuga and there were plenty of humans on hand to force into it. There were even some imported Asari. Nunzio had no problem with touching the slaves, not as long as you paid to do so.
There were times when Lissa wished she had a big fucking bomb. She hated coming here and The Ambassador knew it. It was almost as if he was testing her loyalty every time she came. She decided to focus on the Krogan matches and not the abuse and use of the woman Nunzio employed.
She smiled to herself as the Ren’s opponent avoided the older Krogans attack and hit him from the side, forcing him into the wall. The younger Krogan then took the opportunity gorge the older Krogan. He was like a wrecking machine, one that Ren had not expected, but then Ren was big and obnoxious and thought no one would ever beat him.
Ren struggled to get away from the younger Krogan and every time he was almost free the young Krogan would smash him again. She could see Ren’s knees buckling. She figured it was over for the old man. There was a sudden squeal from the corner and she shifted her gaze for only a few seconds and she spotted the mercenary with a slave in the corner. She could not help but watch for a few second before the fighting crowd went wild and her attention was brought back to the fight.
She did not know what Ren had done but he was now standing over his opponent with his arms in the air. She could not tell of the other Krogan was dead or alive. She just knew that she had lost a lot of credits betting on him.
She cursed and made her way to the bar. She wanted to talk to her contact and get the hell out of this place as soon as possible. She sat on a stool and waited, ordering a drink to try and look like she fit in.
She had worn her armour for this trip. It was battle weary and dark and blended in with most of the other armour in the room. The only problem was she did not. She knew she did not fit in, with her well-trimmed hair and clean face and hands.
Her first few times at the bar she had been marked. Several people had tried to rob her or pick her up. None of them had been successful. She had earned her own reputation though and most now left her alone. There were always a few newcomers that tried to challenge her, or buy her. She was always very quick to let them know she was not a slave.
“Narth said you betted against me again.” Ren’s voice boomed from behind her. She smiled and turned to him.
“And one of these days I’m going to make a lot of money betting against you Old Man.” She really had no idea how old he was, just that he had always been here. He never argued against her calling him old either. Ren laughed at her.
“You’ll be long dead and buried before I lose a fight.” Ren boasted. It was probably true. Lissa ordered him a drink. “So, who you looking for this time.”
“I am sure you know. Not much goes through here that you don’t know.”
“Kai Leng has finally outlived his usefulness.” Ren smiled. That was an understatement. Not only had he outlived his usefulness but he had decided to steal a part of something that The Ambassador had been after, making the Cerberus leader regret his decision to allow him to live. “It was only a matter of time. You’re not the first person to come here looking for him.” Lissa raised a brow and looked to him. “Some human and a Drell were here a couple days ago.”
“Human and a Drell.” Lissa echoed. She had an idea of who that was. The Shadow Broker was getting close as well. She could only wonder how much the Asari knew. Was she after Kai Leng for the sake of Kai Leng, or did she want the information and items he had stolen from The Ambassador. Either way Lissa would make sure she got to him first.
“I told them he doesn’t come here anymore. I figured you would be looking for him soon enough.”
“What gave you that idea?” Lissa took a drink. The green liquid felt smooth going down her throat. As bad as this place was, they sure could mix a drink.
“Cause he couldn’t shut up about you. I’m not sure if he was angry or in love.” Ren chuckled at the face Lissa made. “There are worse people you could hook up with.”
“Not many.” Lissa stirred the drink slowly.
“He mentioned you kicked his ass and that for a shooter you packed a hell of a punch.”
“If he hadn’t run away I would have packed more than that.”
Ren chuckled again. “You humans are good at talk.”
“You Krogan are not much better.” She smiled
“You know for Cerberus, you’re not half bad.” There was a moment of silence before Ren spoke again. “I got two things from him when he was here. One he wants to screw Cerberus up bad and two, he’s gunning for you kid.”
She thought about this for a few moments. “Well, that might make things easy for me.” She thought out loud.
“Do not underestimate the man; he has survived a lot of things that would have killed a normal human. I don’t know how many times I thought he was dead and then he showed up again. He has you in his sights and I think he’s going to come full out.”
“So he’s not here?”
“No, he came had a fight or two to get out some frustration and then left. I think he has it bad, for you.”
Lissa laughed. “We were not even friends.” She put her drink down and threw some coin on the bar. “You think he’s heading inward, to the Terminus?”
“Well he can’t bring down Cerberus alone; I mean I don’t know how he can touch them at all. I figure you perhaps have a clue or two. Just figure out what you think his next move might be.”
She nodded, with the items he had he could go to the Alliance, but they would either kill him or arrest him on sight. That left the Terminus system and one of the Mercenary groups. The only problem with that was Kai Ling was the worse racist out there. He would not deal with the Blood Pack but the Eclipse and Blue Sun both had high complements of Humans. It would just be a matter of who Kai Leng hated the least. Batarians were high on his list, but Salarians were as well.
“Yeah, that’s a little harder then it seems.” She rubbed her forehead. Ren laughed.
“Human were unpredictable, not like Krogans. We get angry at each other we just butt heads then go and have a drink.”
“Ren, when you get angry at someone they usually end up dead.”
“Yeah but that’s simple too.” He looked around. “I would place my money on the Blue Sun, the Eclipse have always been a little bit feminine to me, too many Asari. If he was smart though he would start some sort of a bidding war, that is, if what he has is that good.”
It was Lissa’s turn to laugh. Ren was fishing now; if she answered that question then he would send the Blood Pack after Kai Leng. He was not part of the Pack but that was where his loyalty lay. “No Ren, this is personal.” Lissa patted him on the back and made her way out of the bar. Ren watched her leave; he really did love a strong woman. He looked back to the bar keep.

“Tail her.” He said simply, “and let Oster Sco know that I have something he might be interested in.”

Lissa poured over the extranet looking for any information about Kai Leng. If he was going to auction the items he had stolen it would be there. She grew more frustrated by the moment. This was not her specialty. She knew he would go to the Terminus system; it was the next best hiding spot outside of Tortuga and the Nemean Abyss. He could hold out there and do his business without anyone really knowing who he was.
A Drell and a Human; it was easy to determine who they were. Drell’s were rare in the grand population of Galactic community; they preferred to stay on Hanar Home world. Very few ever left. She also knew that the Shadow Broker employed a Drell Human team. This hunt for Leng was going to be a race, one she had to win. The Ambassador did not favour failure.
She moved to the front of her ship and sat down in the pilot seat. She would head to the Terminus system and the first thing she would do when she got there was get rid of the tail Ren had set up on her.
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