“Welcome back,” Sparatus greeted Tevos as she walked into the Council chambers for the first time in months. “I was worried I would be the only one left on the Council for a minute there.”
“I was able to retain my position,” Tevos replied with a wan smile. “Have the Salarians decided on a replacement for Vedol yet?”
“They decided to appoint a Dalatrass as an interim Councilor until they have managed to breed a new Councilor,” the Turian replied. “It seems that they were unhappy with Vedol, and desire to have a Councilor that pushes their interests more fully.”
“That could make things interesting around here,” Tevos observed. “Do we have any word on when the Dalatrass will arrive?”
“She should be here in the hour,” Sparatus said as he took a sip of his water. “But, I believe that I’ve met this Dalatrass before, and she may cause some issues.”
“Such as?” Tevos asked.
“She’s one of the few Dalatrasses that desire to push into the Terminus systems to finish their eradication of the Lystheni,” the Turian Councilor sighed. “I would expect something to appear sooner or later.”
“Why appoint her as Councilor then?” Tevos asked. “Surely there would be a better candidate.”
“Aside from her grudge against the Lystheni she’s the picture-perfect neutral Dalatrass,” Sparatus shrugged. “I expect to have no issues with the Salarians as a whole while she retains the office, but should she find evidence of Lystheni,” Sparatus trailed off.
“Then she will push to eradicate them with as much political power as she can bring to bear,” Tevos finished for Sparatus. “Is there a reason for her hatred of them?”
“When the Lystheni were banished, they managed to steal one of the clutches of female Salarians from her clan, and they’ve had to rebuild their entire power structure since then. But the entire problem has resulted in her clan being somewhat ostracized until recent times,” Sparatus said before checking his Omnitool to see a message there. “Osern Horajio is on her way now.”
“Then I guess I should be prepared to meet this Dalatrass,” Tevos responded.
The door flung open to reveal a Salarian slightly taller than most, with a patch over one eye, and a pistol hung on her hip, a small cloak concealing precisely what the rest of her physique looked like.
“Sparatus,” Osern nodded at the Turian as a slight red glow emanated from underneath the eyepatch. “It seems you’ve been doing fairly well since I last saw you.”
“Still pursuing your grudge, I see,” Sparatus retorted. “Seems you’ve lost an eye since our last adventure.”
“Krogan with a grudge,” Osern said with a smug grin. “Was fast enough to wound me, not fast enough to kill me. At least I have been active. Until recently was worried you’d become stagnant.”
“Osern Horajio, I am-”
“Councilor Tevos, currently barely retaining your position due to no better candidates pushed forward as of yet, expectancy in office to only last for a decade or more before unseated,” Osern dismissed the Asari. “Now, time to establish relationship with Humans, push economic recovery by also pursuing ties to the Terminus Commonwealth, chance to bring about stability in the short term to arrange long-term benefits,” The Salarian inhaled before continuing. “Outside context technology fascinating, would love to trade for it, but likely not to happen after the incident that occurred last year.”
“I’m still looking for someone to hang over that mess,” Sparatus said angrily. “I’ve even pulled a handful of Spectres in on my investigation because I know the Batarians weren’t responsible for that. Spirits know that I want to blame them for this, but they’ve been too busy killing each other to pull something like this off.”
Tevos schooled her facial expression into a mask of calm as Sparatus began to rant about the dead ends that his investigation had been reaching.
“Sparatus, not the time for anger,” Osern cut the Turian off. “We have much work to do, yet little time to do it. Must meet with Human ambassador to establish relationship, then must meet with the Volus and Elcor, need to see what sort of trade deals were worked out.”
Osern then grabbed the Turian Councilor and pulled him off of his chair.
“Come, must get to work.”
“I’d forgotten what it was like to work with a fast-paced Salarian,” Tevos chuckled to herself now that she was alone. “Vedol felt like a breath of fresh air compared to most. But I suppose that I should get used to her, she’ll be here for a few years yet.”
“Councilor Sparatus,” Anita Goyle stood up from her desk to greet the councilor. “I wasn’t expecting you, is there something that the Turian Hierarchy would like to speak to the Systems Alliance about?”
“No,” the Turian sighed with longsuffering. “This is the new Interim Councilor for the Salarians, Osern Horajio. She asked for me to get a meeting set up.”
“Ambassador Goyle, pleasure to meet you,” the Salarian sped through a greeting. “Would like to discuss potential Terminus Commonwealth infiltration with your Intelligence at some point, but for now would like to learn more about your species.”
“I would love to sit down and chat at a later point in time,” Goyle replied as Sparatus gave her a slight shake of his head from where Osern couldn’t see. “But I’m currently expecting a call from the Prime Minister, we’re beginning the transition of power as Jack Harper steps down.”
“Yes, understand, will set up meeting later,” Osern said quickly. “Will be calling secretary shortly to confirm appointment.”
“Thank you for the introduction Sparatus,” Goyle said, trying to give the Turian a way out. “Would you like to sit in on this call to meet the new Prime Minister as she comes on?”
“Of course,” Sparatus replied. “I’m afraid that I’ll have to introduce you to the Volus and Elcor ambassadors later, Osern.”
“Nonsense, as good a time as any to meet new head of state for Systems Alliance. Transition of power should always be observed by public officials.”
Sparatus just put his head in his hands and shook it as Osern took a seat across from Ambassador Goyle. “Spirits save us all,” he muttered under his breath. “Spirits save us.”