Tali’s mission has me feeling appropriately rowdy so I grab Jack and say let’s go blow up that thing you want to blow up or whatever.
We head to a planet where it is raining a lot. I stare at Garrus’s collar.
“Is that…Garrus, is your collar filling up with water? Is there a drainage hole of some sort? JESUS JACK AREN’T YOU COLD?”
We soggily head inside before we all catch our death out there and start investigating the abandoned facility, mostly wrecked from Jack’s escape. We scan some stuff, hack some things, and listen to some logs that point towards the fact the facility was torturing and experimenting other kids, and lots of them died doing this. We press on.
Some varren charge us and we kill ’em pretty quickly and but later see some other varren that someone else killed. Garrus notes that the kill looks fresh and I sigh because this means there’s someone else here and I’ll probably have to kill them.
Sure enough a bunch of blood pack mercs try to kill us but don’t last long. We continue through the facility and find some rooms that were apparently the kids’ rooms. Garrus reacts with a bit of disgust that they made children stay in these horrible rooms. I glance in one. *shrug* Garrus, this room is almost as big as yours. Children are small! These rooms probably were huge to them. Look at how much space they got. They can sit on the bed or do prison cell pushups. A kid could get pretty ripped in a cell like this, that’s for sure. Maybe Turian babies are really big or something.
As we near Jack’s cell, we come across a room full of blood pack mercs, apparently talking to someone in the next room. I am so annoyed at this guys, that I black out and when I wake up all of the mercs are dead and Garrus and Jack are staring at me.
Look.
Her pissiness rubs off. It’s like I need Garrus along on this mission to keep me calm.
After a few deep breaths we head into the next room, Jack’s cell. A guy who used to also be a test subject is there, saying how he’s going to start the facility up again with his no money and dirty clothes. Jack wants to kill him, but I tell her that this guy is just crazy deluded and she shouldn’t bother. She lets him go. All right then, you wanna plant the bomb? Oh you wanna look around first, okay.
She shows me her horrible bed and her horrible window and her desk she tells me was her best friend. God, a desk? Well…do you wanna take it back to ship? We could put Desky down in your room, dust him off, a happy reunion for everyone! Oh, you don’t? You wanna blow him up with all the other stuff. Okay then let’s do it already.
Jack pushes the detonator on our giant ass bomb as we fly away in the Normandy. The turbulence almost knocks Garrus into my lap.
HEY.
Easy there Handsy. Save it for the suicide mission.
Don’t give me that look!
It was YOUR idea.