conversations.from: system
conversations.value: **Omega, 2183:** to some, Omega is a lawless asteroid beyond the edges of Citadel space, a breeding ground for gang warfare in the midst of the chaotic Terminus Systems.  To others, it's a land of opportunity, with products, services, and experiences impossible to find within the regulations of the Citadel Council.
  
  To you, it's home.
  
  The job you do here isn't enough. Maybe it's not lucrative enough, maybe you've been between gigs a little too long, maybe it's just ignoble as hell and you're frustrated with your lot in life.
  
  Whatever it is, when you first heard wind that an old krogan needed a job done that required "beings of discretion", the lure of adventure -- or just of a pocketful of credits -- was just too much.
  
  Now, the plan is simple: do the job, take the money, and come out ahead.
  
  It's the kind of plan that wouldn't survive contact with your allies, much less with the enemy, but things are *just* dire enough for you right now that you'll be damned if this doesn't seem like a good idea....
  
  ---
  
  *A Krogan's Errand* is, ideally, the first in a series of shorter, interconnected stories set primarily within the Terminus Systems, beginning shortly after the events of the original *Mass Effect*.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You make do with what you can find around Omega, raiding trash and debris before it leaves the station.  It's not glamorous, and it's often not safe, but the things people will throw out sometimes....
conversations.prefix: Scavenger:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your employers don't think much of your brains, but they'll pay well enough for your brawn, whether as a bodyguard, escort, bouncer, or doing the heavy lifting and manual labor.
conversations.prefix: Hired Muscle:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You've never been one for staying in one place for long. Omega's no different - you haunt the station between jobs, looking for the next piece of work that'll take you somewhere, anywhere else.
conversations.prefix: Drifter:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The thing about having a particular set of skills is that they're always in demand -- and if you're the adventurous sort, the ones on Omega can find those skills very lucrative, if you trust them.
conversations.prefix: Tradeworker:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Being in the waitstaff on Omega isn't the biggest payday outside Afterlife, but it's steady work.  Everyone's got to eat and drink, and while they do, sometimes they'll let things slip...
conversations.prefix: Waitstaff:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You've seen a lot of things, and not all of them have gone in your favor.  You're intimately acquainted with the smell of bullshit in the morning.
conversations.prefix: Seen Some Things:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your work ethic is unparalleled -- you'd rather get to your business and not see anything you're not supposed to, and when you do, you work *hard* for the money.
conversations.prefix: Keep Your Nose Down:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're the kind of person people come to to vent about their problems...even problems you maybe weren't supposed to know about.  And when they vent to someone else?  You'll still always lend an ear...just in case.
conversations.prefix: Great Listener:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Machines are your thing.  You're no large-scale engineer and you aren't building any spaceships any time soon, but damned if you can't patch them up...or figure out which ones will pay you back the most.
conversations.prefix: Cogs and Circuits:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're the trusting sort.  Sure, it's tempered by life on Omega, but you're always so *sure* you can see the good in people. Sometimes that means you do something great; often, it means you get hurt.
conversations.prefix: Hook, Line, and Sinker:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You have *every* confidence in your own ability.  All of them, in fact.  All of the confidences.  This personal level of faith in oneself has never once gotten you in trouble, of course.
conversations.prefix: Incredibly Confident:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're particularly good at *one thing*, and you're often prone to trying to apply that thing to problems that really could use another competency entirely.
conversations.prefix: Everything's A Nail:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're always out to find a way to tilt a situation in your favor.  You're not out to *stiff* your associates -- it's bad business, and all -- but if you're just making smart business decisions, they'll understand, right?
conversations.prefix: Unequal Opportunity:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Omega has been remarkably tedious for you since going into your current line of work.  You just...you just need something *better* to come along before you go crazy.
conversations.prefix: Change The Pace:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The plan: Make money and live comfortably every after.  The problem is how many *steps* the plan keeps requiring.
conversations.prefix: Make The Credits:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You've got something, someone, or several someones out for your head.  Omega can feel like a mighty small asteroid when there's nowhere else to go.
conversations.prefix: Dodge The Tails:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You need to keep busy, and you need to keep eating.  Finding a job conveniently fulfills both of those goals.
conversations.prefix: Find The Work:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're concerned with securing your legacy and ensuring a comfortable life on Omega.  It won't be *easy* here, but it sure as hell won't be *boring*, either.
conversations.prefix: Build The Future:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A mining asteroid turned lawless haven to all sorts of business best conducted outside of Citadel space.  Its rocky surfaces are considered impenetrable, and its only authority is the most powerful figure of them all...Aria T'Loak.
conversations.prefix: Omega:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: On Omega, it always pays to keep your ear low to the ground when it comes to extracurricular activity in the name of credits.
conversations.prefix: Work on the Side:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It is _not_ a pun.
  
  It's not glamorous, but it pays the bills. Barely. Plus think of all the interesting people you get to meet! Like the... like the vorcha at table nine. Ugh. At least you're not waitstaff.
conversations.prefix: Short Order Cook:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You get it: the strings that pull people, the right grease for the right palms, who needs what and how much they'll give you for it. 
conversations.prefix: The Way the Galaxy Spins:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It's not so much a matter of wanting _numbers_ as wanting lots of people who owe you stuff and don't want to kill you.
  
  As opposed to the opposite. Which you already have. A lot.
conversations.prefix: Safety in Networking:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You’re always out to find a way to tilt a situation in your favor. You’re not out to stiff your associates--that’s bad business--but if you’re just making smart business decisions, who can blame you, right?
conversations.prefix: Thinking About Element Zero:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Though you didn't pass through the Pearly Gates into Aria's Afterlife, Omega has more than enough dive bars for someone with your skillset to earn some credits.
conversations.prefix: Entertainer:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: . . .
conversations.prefix: . . .:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: . . .
conversations.prefix: . . .:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: . . .
conversations.prefix: . . .:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You don't have a direct interface with machines but you might as well, given how intuitively you've taken to them. 
conversations.prefix: Tech Head:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You'd probably be a lot better off it you put *any* thought into *anything* - but where would the fun be in that?
conversations.prefix: Think First, Ask Questions... Later:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: There are still things you will not do, but without question you will follow most orders and consider recommendations. 
conversations.prefix: Open-Minded (within reason):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You have been the default main event for a local illegal fighting pit for so long that you can not recall much of your life before. Living in the dark only to be loosed on some poor "champion" once the bets are placed has made you good for one thing only, but it has made you very good for that one thing. 
conversations.prefix: Pit Fighter:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You benefit from eons of Krogan evolution in that your thick skin, redundant organs, and extraordinary constitution ensure that you are one of the more difficult creatures in the galaxy to kill.  
conversations.prefix: Krogan Anatomy:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Years of abuse from your previous owner and endless cycles of darkness and bloodshed, coupled with a recent traumatic head wound that has made you obsolete as a pit fighter, have broken your mind. You are unable to express complex thoughts or solve intricate problems, and you are always a heartbeat away from murdering everything in sight. Only a prosthetic frontal plate featuring rudimentary neurostabilization tech keeps you from being a mad dog in need of putting down. 
conversations.prefix: Permanent Blood Rage:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A benevolent old Krogan has taken you in and seen to the repair of your injured body as well as the partial soothing of your tormented brain. If not for this new master, you would certainly have been feed for the other beasts in the pit, and you know it. You are fiercely loyal to him and will do anything he asks to the very best of your ability. Luckily, the new frontal plate he had grafted onto you somehow helps clear the blood haze just enough to understand and carry out his simple commands, and has even allowed you to reclaim parts of yourself that you had thought lost to your bestial nature. In time, you may even reclaim your proud Krogan heritage.
conversations.prefix: Protect Your Master:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Foot soldier for the notorious mercenary legion, you sure are versed in organized crime. Extortion, robbery and murder are among your most practiced disciplines.
conversations.prefix: Blood Pack Foot Soldier:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You are an aggressive and unruly menace that shoots first, talks later. This vile temper of yours attracts much trouble, putting you in harm's way. More often than not, you're shunned by the company you share.
conversations.prefix: Belligerent:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You’ve got something, someone, or several someones out for your head. Omega can feel like a mighty small asteroid when there’s nowhere else to go.
conversations.prefix: Dodge The Tails:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're as protean as your malleable DNA. Your accelerated metabolism and natural tenacity make you a quick learner, hardy and indomitable. Survival is essential but thriving is truly elegant.
conversations.prefix: Adaptable:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your new frontal plate and its accompanying technology have cleared the fog of war in your brain only to reveal a practically blank canvas. This vacuum draws in all stimuli like and preserves it perfectly for you to review later in order to better understand your world. You can recite (if not truly understand) conversations, including background noise, verbatim weeks or even months after you have heard them. You can visually reconstruct scenarios you have witnessed with almost perfect clarity. The only problem is accessing the correct memory and/or relaying the information in a meaningful way.
conversations.prefix: Mimetic Memory:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Not exactly a bodyguard or a bouncer, but certainly not a lab assistant, you are nevertheless essential to your morally dubious employer.  Whether he cares to admit it or not.
  
  (He doesn't.  Of course.)
conversations.prefix: Errand Runner:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're not an idiot.  You know it doesn't *pay* to be honest, especially not in a place like this.  Even so, something in you baulks at anything *too* immoral.
conversations.prefix: It's Lonely on the Moral High Ground:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your work ethic is unparalleled—you’d rather get to your business and not see anything you’re not supposed to.  When you have a job to do, you work hard for the money.
conversations.prefix: Keep Your Head Down:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You've reached the end of your tolerance for the work you're doing on Omega now.  You need something *better* to come along before you go crazy... or have to do something you regret.
conversations.prefix: Change the Pace:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: There are movers and shakers in the world of illicit substances. And there there are the little people that have to keep moving and hustling to avoid being crushed underfoot. That's you.
conversations.prefix: Small-time Dealer:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You may not be the fastest, smartest, richest, or best looking - but you can take a punch. And when you're hurting, when it all looks hopeless, you can keep going. You're not down until you're dead.
conversations.prefix: Tough as Nails:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Don't push me. You won't like when you push me.
conversations.prefix: Impulse Issues:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You were going places once... or so you thought. But, like always, became one of the little people. Enough. You aren't going to be stepped on any more - even if you have to do the stepping this time.
conversations.prefix: Tired of Being Stepped On:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You left home early, as soon as you could, actually.
  
  Maybe that didn't turn out the way you wanted it to, but at least you're the one making all the decisions, now.  For better, or worse ...
conversations.prefix: Teenage Runaway:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You have a natural talent for finding people and things to help you, and people who will find things to help you, and things that will help you find people ... you get the idea!
conversations.prefix: Resourceful Charmer:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You want out.  You want out, badly!
  
  This place wasn't too bad for a while, but now you've had your fill, seen the worst it has to offer and the few charms buried within, and it's time to go.
conversations.prefix: Get out of HERE!:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Technically the saying is *'Any door might be an airlock'*, but you like your version better. 
  
  The point is: every good opportunity has risks, though your operational standards delineate that it should generally be a risk for *someone else.*
conversations.prefix: Every Door is an Airlock: