animal_mind:

Steve was silent while he a read a note placed in his room.  He expected to hear from the guy at some point in his life, but not so soon.  Perhaps it had something to do with Jarrod's vision?  It was the most likely conclusion, after all.  Whatever the case, there was a promise to help save his team.  Steve folded the note and wrote one of his own.  All that the rest of the team needed to know was that he was going to be away for a little while.

He left his note in the kitchen before he left, so everyone would be able to see it and not worry about him.

spacerthief:

She had been with the Blood Wings for a little over a year. A fun crew to run with really. They fought and partied hard. They didn't care that by her terms she was still a kid. But she was starting to hate the Captain. They barely got enough food to eat. They hadn't seen decent pay in a few months and Sher was convinced that the Captain was now clinically insane.

Smuggling themselves onto a Cerberus ship to steal it? Just sounded like a very poorly thought out plan. She had tried to protest but had pretty much gotten cowed into it no matter how hard she tried to fight it. She had been pretty much forced to do it or get spaced. She didn't want to die like that so she was just going to have to hope she could ditch them and get the hell off that other ship.

It took them thirty six hours to go through with the plan. She was helped out by a krogan who had a soft spot for the angry young Thangarian. He slipped her the weapons she loved and they just looked at each other knowing it was show time.

The proximity alarms had gone off.

"Let's rock and roll," the yellow skinned Captain barked pulling out her combat shotgun.