Tritop groaned as he slowly got to one knee. "Weapon supplier?" he questioned.
"The one that gave you the turian weaponry." Zevia said as she approached talon to check his arm. She could see it was clearly dislocated as she ripped a length of cloth from her suit to make a arm sling for him. It would need to be popped back in but for the time it limited the pain.
'Hmph, why should I say anything? It was an arrangement that supplied my troops." Tritop growled as blood dripped from his lip.
"Because those vials you traded contained genophage." Zevia said sternly.
"What?!" Tritop said with a growl as he stood up. "They were food supplies nothing more!"
"They were disguised as such so you wouldn't recognized it." Zevia paused. Tritop roared in anger, but rather then attack the group he punched his arm into a nearby bulkhead. His hand dripped with Krogan blood as he took the pain and turned back to the group.
"Grrrr I should have known that deal was too good to be true. No one trades high grade weapons for food containers...." he said.
Talon nodded a bit to Zevia as the pain in his arm dissipated slightly, "You should've. One question that still remains though, if you were in on the deal. Why were we sent after you?" he looked down at Tritop, "Either you'd outlived your usefullness, or you'd learned something that they didn't want getting out." he ran over a few diffrent scenarios in his head.
He groaned a bit, the pain from his arm making it difficult to focus, "Don't have time for this," He growled as he looked down at the Krogan, "Well one thing's clear, no one here is friends with Grevis. He's after us, and most likely you as well. We could use you as a witness, not to mention another arm." He extended his good arm to the krogan, "Either that or get left here till he comes looking, and I gaurantee he won't give the same offer."
Raddia wiggled her toes inside of her combat boots, feeling a bit nervous about allowing Tritop to join them after he used Talon as a hostage. "It would be best if we joined up. The information we have is needed for both sides. The traitors and genophage need to be stopped." She then looked at the navigational computer and looked at the layout of the system, "Hmmm, question is though, is there anywhere around here we can safely report the truth?"
Tritop growled, "We were messaged by someone to pick up a certain container at a set of coordinates. Retrieve them and we could be given weapons and ammo. I didn't like it, but my men were short on supplies and ammo knowing you bloody turians were on top of us. If I had known it was genophage in there.....grrr.." Tritop paused as he saw the one good hand presented to him and shook it.
"Truce for now....until I get that blasted Volus that pulled this trade."
"A volus? You mean a turian didn't do the exchange?" Zevia asked
"A turian? Quarian do you think-"
"Zevia."
"What?" Tritop stammered.
"My name is Zevia not Quarian you stubborn Krogan." she said eyeing him sternly which only made the Krogan chuckle.
"Noted, Miss Zevia. But no it wasn't a turian. It was a Volus who landed and presented us with the turian weaponry.
Zevia helped Talon to a chair as she moved beside Raddia looking at the map. "This ship will no doubt will be marked by the turians so we need a new ship." she pressed on the display and brought up a green planet called Kaltuka. "There....we can try here. There is a salvage yard that will hopefully have a ship for us to use. Just hope this ship will take us here."
Tritop huffed as he glanced to Gerris. " The female turian, so when do you plan on showing us your face." he said.
"Hmmm, a volus? A decent cover I guess, they work as an economic client race for the Turians, wouldn't look odd for one to have access to those kind of weapons." Raddia then heard Zevia's announcement and nodded, figuring that was a good enough plan as any at the moment. "Yeah, if there aren't any safe worlds around here, the least we can do is throw off their scent. I'll go and lay in a course for that planet." The asari commando moved over to the main controls and set the auto-pilot for the nearest starport on Kaltuka.
Gerris turned her omniblades off after the interrogation was over. She listened in on and just shook her head silently, thinking that the strategy for the operation had been bold and only to be expected in order to win a war. But the genophage was something that conflicted with ethics, some were in favor of using it and some were dead set on it.
Gerris was in favor of beating the stuffing out of every krogan until they surrendered; after having seen what the genophage could do to an unborn krogan child, she had resolved to complete her missions as efficiently as possible in order to do her part in bringing the war to an end without the need to neutralize births. The death of warriors would bring glory to her name, but only shame would remain if she was part in the death of innocents.
That didn't mean she had to like krogan. She didn't even give Tritops the courtesy of parley, and just followed Talon along. "I just hope you know what you're doing."
"Right now he's the only link we have," Talon said as he stood, pacing a bit, "So, we have a starting place now. Need to find this Volus, also need to work on keep the Turian hierarchy off our backs," he shook his head, "Never thought I'd have to say that."
Tritop chuckled as Gerris ignored him. "The strong silent type...I like that." he smirked as he slumped aganst a bulkhead before he noticed Raddia's Varren staring at him with his teeth showing. "Oh you again, come to take more of my arm?" he said.
The Varren sat down and tilted it's head for a moment looking to Raddia as if it was asking for permission.
Zevia walked to Talon and grabbed his hand on his good arm. "Follow me, we have to get your shoulder put back in." she said firmly before glancing to Gerris. "I might need some help with his shoulder, care to follow as well?" she asked as she continued to lead him towards the back of the ship to what she thought was the medical room. Though by the looks of it, it could have been confused with a torture room. She helped him sit on the table, and looked over his shoulder.
"Definitely separated, I'm surprised you didn't damage any nerves by your stunt." she said. "Well I'm going to have to get your armor off so we can pop it back in properly. Don't want to pinch a nerve with it going back in."
"Oh, right." Talon looked at his arm, almost having forgotten in, grimacing a bit as the pain came back to the forefront of his mind, "Yeah, can't have it just laying around can I?" he chuckled a bit as he headed for the 'medical' bay.
He chuckled a bit as she examined it, "Well, didn't exactly wanna stick close to the guy. Figure losing a bit of feeling in the arm wouldn't be as bad as a shot to the head if he disagreed. Gerris, mind giving me a hand, you know this armor as well as anyone, gonna need help removing it without two working arms."
"That krogan is too sneaky for my tastes," Gerris said as she entered the med-bay, after the door had closed. "We were lucky we weren't all gathered at a single spot when he took you hostage," she said, reaching for the external safety straps on Talon's armor to begin undoing them, leaving the protective suit loose. "I don't think he's going to pull a move like that unless either he can find one of us alone," she mused, her eyes distant as she continued analyzing pessimist scenarios.
"There, just pull the chestplate up, Zevia," Gerris finally said, "I'll help his arms up. Don't cry."
With that, the female turian grasped Talon by his forearms and pulled his arms up and forwards as if he was going to take a dive into a pool. All Zevia had to do was push it off him since Gerris had disconnected the middle section from the lower.