Jemarr sat at the console he had been assigned near Anastasia's station on the command deck. He had just enjoyed a luxurious nine hours of sleep, and was once again bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, ready to take on the galaxy's challenges. His console gave him no control over the ship's systems, of course, but he had access to some of the ship's computing resources and a passive feed from the sensor arrays. He set a program to monitoring sensor readings from the Batarian ship - it was suspiciously silent - and dedicated the rest of his attention to decoding the transmission Joker had intercepted the previous day.<br/><br/>Just as the Batarian ship started to guide itself into the tunnel through the nebula, he let out a cry of triumph. "Got it!" he exclaimed, punching a series of buttons on his console and bringing up a large holographic display full of streaming data. "The message's originating coordinates were..." he poked a few more buttons, "right inside the nebula. Good, that confirms we're following the right vessel. I'll give the coordinates to Navigator Pressley."<br/><br/>A few seconds later, four photographs flashed up on the display, including two dark-skinned humanoids with slender builds and elongated ears. Data beneath the photographs quickly resolved itself into quarian script, and then into English. "Interesting..." the quarian muttered as he scanned the data. "It looks like we aren't the only people giving the geth trouble. These four humanoids have been interfering with geth husk production and..."<br/><br/>Jemarr let his arms fall to the surface of his console, making the holographic display disappear briefly. "Keelah," he whispered, leaning forward to examine the data more closely. "I think this is a pre-mass effect race. Fighting the geth. How is that even possible?"<br/><br/>He shut down the display when Shepard's orders came across the intercom, and stood up. "Aye aye, Commander," he replied, checking that his pistol was still at his hip and that his sniper rifle was in place on his back. He made his way calmly but quickly towards the airlock, ready to board the Batarian vessel after the combat team.