"They're probably full of junk."
"Doubtful. Sealing is very sophisticated, might contain radioactive material, construction equipment perhaps."
"With this level of protection, it might be weaponry. Could explain why our scanners couldn't see inside."
Garrus, Mordin, and Jacob stood around one of the gunmetal gray cubes being brought on board, pondering it like a particularly engaging work of art. Behind it, Thane Krios was carefully running his hand across the bottom edge, searching for any identifying markings or notches while Samara stood over him, her palm flat on the metal surface as she extended her biotic senses.
"I don't feel anything," she concluded. "Whatever is inside is not biotic in nature."
"Or whatever it's sealed in is blocking that too," Garrus pointed out, rapping one knuckle on the side.
"Well there's only one way to find out what's inside, is there?"
The entire entourage turned around as Yuki re-entered the scene, Jack and Kasumi at her back with Grunt bringing up the rear, holding a large metal bar. "If nothing we have can penetrate these boxes, then the obvious solution is to pry it open and see what goodies are inside!" Shepard declared excitedly, signalling Grunt to jam the impromptu crowbar into an open edge. He and Jack took positions behind the bar as Shepard and Kasumi clambered on top to push. "One..two...three...HEAVE!" The four of them strained and grunted to shift the crowbar, the metal crate remaining stubbornly defiant as they pulled and shoved.
"I've taken the liberty of requesting Dr. Chakwas' immediate assistance," EDI declared coolly, popping up on a nearby holo-display. "More importantly, we've received a subspace transmission regarding the cargo."
"Interesting, word travels quickly. This is perhaps proof that the cargo is indeed something of value to someone," Mordin concluded, before inhaling sharply. "The question is, who considers it valuable?"
"If that is a roundabout way of asking who sent it," EDI said snootily. "We've received a high priority message from Omega requesting the immediate delivery of the cargo we've picked up from this side project."
"Omega?" Garrus said. "Then it has to be Aria asking for this stuff. She's the only one who would brazenly send a message like that."
"We're...not going to hand over this cargo to a wanted criminal, are we?" Samara asked, visibly uncomfortable with that very idea.
"I can't say I like the idea either, but I trust Shepard to make the right decision."
*CRACK*
The whole group jumped as the crowbar Shepard and her team were using suddenly snapped in half midway through their latest push. Carefully honed combat instincts kicking in, Grunt immediately sidestepped as Shepard and Kasumi shot forward without resistance from the crowbar, landing in a messy heap on Jack as all three women tumbled to the ground. With almost perfect comedic timing, the doors to the cargo bay opened and Dr. Chakwas strolled in, looking thoroughly unsurprised at the state of Shepard and her pals.
"At least she wasn't driving," she mumbled under her breath.
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