It has always been said best by Miranda Lawson, Omega what a shithole. it still and forever will be true in the hollowed out asteroid that so many call home. Drug dealers, bounties, bounty hunters, and of course mercenaries, they all come here for one thing and one thing only. Credits, credits make the galaxy go round most would say, they keep drink flowing, food on the table, and bring that someone you've had your eye on to bed. There is always plenty of work on Omega thankfully, but we really don't need to talk about this, you are here due to receiving a message by an anonymous sender, about being able to finally get off this rock and grab bigger and better jobs, it's finally time to make a name for yourself, Aria has summoned you and a group of other mercs, apparently she hasn't taken kindly to Batarian slavers within the Terminus Systems causing trouble for the Alliance. Fearing all out war and having Omega in the middle she sends a message to any and all available mercenaries in Omega to deal with them. Xavier stared at the blinking light of his omnitool, he sighed and checked it, it was a message from the "queen" Message from Aria T'loak (Move your mouse to reveal the content) Message from Aria T'loak (open) Message from Aria T'loak (close) To any of you that actually have a spine, I have a job for your ears only, come to Afterlife. You will be shown to one of the private rooms and will await further instructions there. He couldn't help but smile, That woman is crazy as hell, and has the balls to do something like this. What could she be thinking? knowing that he won't get any answers here he get's up, tying his hair back and putting the helmet of his armor back on he tosses a few credits and walks towards Anto Korragan, Aria T'Loak's right hand man "This the room to head into for the job instructions?" He asks looking at the Batarian with thinly veiled disgust, the batarian, giving Xavier a real look of disgust nods and waves his hand, with the door opening Xavier walks in. Being the first one to arrive he sits down and waits, the door closing and locking behind him.