What's next?
Message Sent.
Tela Vasir smirked as her omnitool lite up.
ITS DONE.
PROVE IT.
Next was the feed inside the apartment. Shepard losing the contest. Her signing a contract. All the girls putting their clothes on. The big reveal that they were all in on it. Shepard learning she was a slave for the rest of her life.
A holocollard former Spectre being bound with her hands tied behind her back as she had the look of betrayal on her face.
BRING HER TO OMEGA.
THAT WASN'T PART OF THE PLAN. HASN'T SHE BEEN THROUGH ENOUGH?
I GUESS I WILL HAVE TO RELEASE THE SECRETS. AFTERLIFE. I WANT TO SEE ARIA GET A NEW DANCER.
...FINE.
Tela laughed. "Shepard this is what karma feels like." Ever since she cheated death revenge was all she focused on. Shepard had take everything from her and now she knew what that felt like.
She smirked at the feed of William's taking control of the Normandy as Shepard was put in Liaras room. Her collar tied to the bed.
The redhead was left and she began to break down in tears.
"Oh the Great Commander is such a pathetic bitch. You're just getting started."
Now she had to find a good seat in the club. Close but not to close. She wanted to see this in person.
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