<strong>Current Location: Eden Prime<br/>Current Situational Status: FUBARED<br/>Time and Date: Unknown</strong><br/><br/><em>Why is that every time I decide I need a vacation the places I pick are always attack and or have some kind of emergency that make the trip go to hell in a hand basket. Really, you figured I would learn from these things</em>. Xeia thought she dove for cover behind an out laying crop of rock formations to avoid the hail of gun fire from the Geth weaponry.  After her latest and most intensive job in the Attican Traverse of hunting down a band of slave traders she thought it might be high time she took some R&R. Perhaps choosing Eden Prime was a poor choice of location but it was a quiet unassuming farming colony with a budding tourism attraction in authentic old western adventure, complete with a realistic town and dude ranch. Everything had been going well and she was even beginning to enjoy herself thanks to the personal attention of that nice, strapping and nicely hung young ranch hand named Billy to while away those restless hours in some hot gyrating fun.<br/><br/>However what she was not expecting was the colonist to unearth and find the remains of a Prothean ruin and a beacon during their efforts to extend the monorail so they could continue to expand the colony. For the first time since her awakening Xeia had felt a giddy trepidation at the sheer luck of a piece of Prothean technology being discovered within her reach. Perhaps now she could finally find some solid answers as to what happen to the Protheans and not the just the theoretical hearsay and conjunctures of the other sentient and supposedly wiser races. There were only two problems that prevented her from going straight to the beacon; first being that the present military zealously guarding the beacon would shoot first and ask questions later if she got to close. Secondly, even if she petitioned the Council for a chance to study the artifact the fact that it was found on a human colonized planet would mean that the humans would do their damndest to monopolize every opportunity to study the beacon before handing it over tot he Council which by that time they may have in the arrogant ignorance corrupted any valuable data she might have been able to extract.  If it came right down to it Xeia was fully prepared to shift to her true form and take the beacon and to hell with everyone else, her job was more important than the ongoing pissing contest between Humanity and the System Alliance. With that thought in mind she starting heading to the dig site to scope out the terrain knowing that her window of opportunity would be diminishing if the Council was sending (and likely was already underway) an extraction team to pick up the beacon, which would also entail a Specter being on board.<br/><br/>Which was where everything as far as Xeia was concerned went to hell. As she was nearing the tram port* the skies over head suddenly darkened as the strangely familiar roar of a huge ship descended from over head. When Xeia caught sight of the ship every bit of color drain from her.<em>No...it can't be! A Reaper! How!? It's not yet time, too soon!!</em>. With no time to waste and enemy troops pouring in from the Reaper ship Xeia started running in the direction of the monorail, ebony wings sprouting from her back as she lifted off the ground to increase her chances of reaching the beacon. She set her omni tool to detect any hostile life forms and record any broadcasting transmission as she maneuvered through the woods. She heard the Quarian's broadcast over her omni tool. She recalibrated her omnitool to search for the Quarian in addition of scan for potential hostile in her immediate surrounding.<br/><br/>As the port came into view in the distance Xeia was forced to land by an unexpected volley of ground fire from what she could only guess where Geth from her historical studies. Which bring her back to her current situation, dismissing her wings and diving for cover. She could hear the strange digital way the Geth spoke, hear them as they moved closer to her location. Her mind was racing a mile a minute calculating the best course of action and finding a risky solution. Since there was no one else around she could afforded to cut loose her powers just this once, her personal shield would hold long enough to get the deed done. She waited, charging her power until licks of electricity danced and arch over her form before theatrically rolling out from behind her cover her shields instantly taking the damage of the Geth weapons as she unleashed the full culmination of high voltage electricity she generated unto the grouped Geth. Whether this tactic completely fired the Geth or just short circuited them didn't matter as she capped each one with a shot from her Hydra II shotgun, once to their head and another to their heart for good measure.<br/><br/>Rather taking the risk of flying and being shot down again Xeia kept to the ground pressing onward. If the Reaper was here for the Prothean tech then it stood to reason that the Geth would move it a more open area to be transported back to the their  ship by default making the spaceport the most logical place for it be. As she neared that location she could hear the gun fire going on. Discretion being the better part valor Xeia starting to hiding behind walls and cargo containers she was made her way closer to the  group, switching between her Pinnacle and Hydra and her to finish off the Geth in her way after disabling them with jolts of electricity which could easily mistaken for biotics.  She easily identified the Quarian who seemed to be with a group of humans, military by the quality of their armor and the tatics they were using. It seemed like they were trying to get to some bombs to disarm them. She debated her choices; she could either use the group as a distraction and get to the beacon herself and take off with it, but there were no guarantees that she would make it off planet alive with it with the Reaper ship up in the air, Or she could this bunch and try to work an angle the would get her close to the beacon. She looked back up to the Reaper then the group of soldiers.<br/><br/>That wasn't even a choice. Humans it was.<br/><br/>As she made her way over she exposed herself to the Quarian line of sight when she noticed the Geth creeping up behind him. She didn't even think about it as she shouldered her shotgun and fired out a few rounds into the synthetic husk. "Sorry about the scare but you need to be a little more alert. Name's Xeia - heard your transmission and figured you can use some help."<br/><br/><br/><br/>