// Just a quick OOC note about this OC. He's meant to be an ass. I'll try not to go overboard with stuff, but just DM me if you need me to adjust his attitude

Damn... And here I was hoping the whole Reaper thing was just a load of shit.

I can smell the bullshit from here...

Skycar racing ain't got shit on classic wheels-on-tarmac style racing.

Not to mention the G Force dampeners fucking with how it feels to make those turns and collisions. Fuck that!

Sometimes, you just can't beat the classics. All this FTL or propulsion shit isn't always better. Same with weapons. The fancy omni-crap don't beat a proper blade.

They hate most things us humans do. Pricks.

I'd love to see one of those pretentious bastards attempt to drive a stick shift. They seem the type to wet themselves in a Mako

Not driven a Mako, wasn't trusted to not test its off road capabilities. All them shuttles could be driven by a pyjak, they're that simple. No fun at all.

Should add... Despite being that simple, bet those delicate flowers in the Citadel still couldn't do it.

That'd be right, yeah. Omega is my stomping ground. Surprised you've heard o' me

If it's gossip, you've probably heard of the people I've managed to piss off. Guess I better keep an eye open for you on the station.

They also never managed to get rid o' the stench of death after that stupid fucking virus thing either....

Easiest way to leave Omega? In a pissing bodybag.

'nother merc group kicking 'bout? This should be interesting.

What's the matter, Shep? Not your sort of party?

Someone remind me to hunt down that weasel of Vorcha that sent a few o' his buddies to deliver a message my way. Little bastard's gonna regret pissing me off.