New Afterlife.

Shepard was not really a club person. She understood the appeal and could outdrink anyone from human to Krogan.

Still flashy lights and annoying music wasn't her area. Not enough gun fire.

But when she was invited by an anonymous email she was curious enough to go. Even if it did interrupt her hard earned retirement.

The Afterlife+

She moved past the dancing groups, while eyeing some of the asari, and made her way to the only part she wanted to be.

The bar.

"Strongest thing you have." She sat.

"Commander Shepard? Yes ma'am."

"Just Shepard. Im retired."

"I do think anyone will call you anything else." The asari argued.

Shepard shrugged and took a sip. She spun around and took in all the faces. Whoever sent the email said it was important. Now she was beginning to think it was a joke.

"Shepard. So you did open your email."

Shepard turned to the voice..