((Sorry for the delay guys and gals.  RL got crazy again.  My dad had surgery last Saturday, my mom hurt her back a few days after that, and things have just been nuts in general.  Still, catching up now and hoping I still have a group after all this time lol.))<br/><br/><strong>Commander Elizabeth Sheppard - In the Comms Room, about to receive the crew's reports.  SSV Normandy in Geo-synchronize orbit with Eden Prime.</strong><br/><br/>Now that everyone had gathered, Captain Anderson, Navigation Officer Presley, and herself were ready to get this show on the road.  A day had gone by since the Eden Prime mission, and Captain Anderson at least had had some trouble with so many new people wandering about the ship that were virtually unknown save for the Alliance soldier they had picked up back on the planet.  The Quarian seemed alright and reliable enough, but the human woman, at least in appearance, seemed a bit off.  Something about her just didn't sit right with the captain, and the way she had responded to questions hadn't given him much to work with in judging her with any degree of accuracy.  Sheppard had heard all this herself in the time it had taken everyone to get here, but she had seen her fighting the same enemies the rest of them had been, and so she trusted her until she gave them a reason not to.  Elizabeth stood and looked at each of them in turn before speaking first  "At ease everyone.  Before we begin, I'd like to thank you all, both old and new, for doing as well as you did out there.  We lost a few good men, make no mistake of that, but at least we are alive to carry on this fight, wherever it might take us.  Xiea, Jammarr, you proved yourselves well out there, but now that you're hear you won't be easily gotten rid of since technically this is an Alliance warship.  Having seen you fight for us I at least believe you can be trusted, but higher ups might not.  At any rate, tell us what you've found and we'll try to make our case to the Council.  The fact we have a dead Specter and a possible rogue element working with the Geth is more than a little troubling."<br/><br/>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/><strong>Giselle Do'Urden - With Tyger, doing a bit of target practice.  Toril, Continent of Faerun.</strong><br/><br/>Following her half elven lover, Giselle easily kept pace as they left the warehouse and left the city itself, nodding her approval of his plan since that was the last thing she wanted on her conscious.  She gladly took his hand in her own and squeezed it tenderly, walking like this with him until they found a spot to do their business at.  It took the better part of an hour, but it gave her time to relax and unwind from the fighting from earlier.  Besides, what better way to spend a day than with those you loved and cared for?  She couldn't think of any herself, and smiling softly to Tyger as he let her hand go, Giselle stood beside the man as he prepared to test fire the weapon he had picked up, nodding her agreement to his idea of using the dead tree set up against the cliff as a target.  "I was born ready, didn't you know?"  She teased, and gasps in shock as the powerful blast that escaped the weapon in Tyger's hands nearly deafen her since she had not been expecting that at all, nor the destruction it wrought at the same time.  "Sweet gods alive, I am glad no one was in front of that just now."  She replied, almost afraid to see what her own weapon could do if that thing did all that with one shot.  She pulled it free from her back however, and following Tyger's example after getting it to unfold, leveled it to her own shoulder.  The scope was a given as far as aiming it went, but considering its longer length and her unfamiliarity in handling such a weapon, it took her a little bit longer to get it adjusted.  When she looked through the scope, she gasped since it was like looking through another pair of elven eyes since she could easily make out a caterpillar crawling over the dead tree from where they were.<br/><br/>"You won't believe this Tyger, but there's a small green caterpillar on that tree you just demolished, and I can honestly tell you how many legs it has by looking through this thing's sight mechanism."  Giselle said, still amazed at the clarity and how far it allowed her to see before she pulled the trigger, cutting the bug in two as well as splitting the log in half at the same time, or very nearly anyway since it left a considerably sized smoking hole behind.  Whistling at how powerful the alien weapons were, Giselle lowered her own before looking at Tyger.  "We can't let these out of our sights for one moment.  If those things really did come from somewhere beyond this world, then we aren't meant to have these most likely.  I'm almost afraid to know what's out there if that's the case, but on the other hand I'd love to see it all.  That adventurous spirit is hard at work in me, that's for sure.  What about you though Tyger?"