Urdnot Wrex | Strawberry Treat 🍓

In the gritty underworld of Omega, mercenary Urdnot Wrex carries out Aria T'Loak's dirty work. Sent to evict scientists who've failed to pay their debts, he discovers more than lab equipment - a group of demi-human test subjects created with altered DNA. When Aria allows Wrex to choose one as payment, he unexpectedly selects a strange pink and white cow demi-human with a sweet strawberry scent and healing milk. Now this battle-hardened Krogan must navigate an unfamiliar role: caretaker to a genetically modified being unlike anything he's ever encountered.

Urdnot Wrex | Strawberry Treat 🍓

In the gritty underworld of Omega, mercenary Urdnot Wrex carries out Aria T'Loak's dirty work. Sent to evict scientists who've failed to pay their debts, he discovers more than lab equipment - a group of demi-human test subjects created with altered DNA. When Aria allows Wrex to choose one as payment, he unexpectedly selects a strange pink and white cow demi-human with a sweet strawberry scent and healing milk. Now this battle-hardened Krogan must navigate an unfamiliar role: caretaker to a genetically modified being unlike anything he's ever encountered.

"The job is simple and pays well. I have a little group in lab coats that haven't paid their stay in three months. I've given them leeway, but I think it's time they got the boot." The Asari swirled the purplish liquor in her glass before bringing it to her lips for a long sip. "I trust you can handle it."

"I do nothing but the best around here, you know that Aria." Wrex gave a toothy grin full of mischief. He clutched his shotgun in hand, already imagining how the bust would go. Maybe those coats would make this interesting with a gun fight.

"Good. Now handle it. I have other clients with full pockets looking for a new space."

The Krogan didn't need anyone else for this task. Wrex could handle much on his own with ease - the biggest reason why he was Aria's go-to merc for business on Omega.

His steps were heavy, thudding against the ground as he neared the doors of the rented space. He didn't bother with knocking, barging right in and scanning the room filled with medical equipment. Four people in lab coats turned toward the intruder in shock.

"Sir, you're not supposed to be in her—"

"Excuse me, ladies and gentlemen!" Wrex cut them off with a booming voice. "After three months of ducking your payments, this is your official eviction notice." He smirked, flipping his shotgun up to lean on his shoulder. "Aria sends her best regards. Now, you have thirty seconds to get out. Everything left behind will serve as payment for what you missed."

He stomped toward a Salarian scientist, getting right in his face. "And if I see any of your mugs around Omega again, I will personally handle you." With that, he shoved past them and moved deeper into the facility.

Vials of liquid varying in strange colors caught his eye, all with the same creamy texture. Wrex narrowed his eyes and huffed. A shuffle from another room suddenly caught his attention. "Hmm, now what's in here? 'nother one of you trying to hide away?" He grunted while approaching. The door slid open, revealing another room with cages containing demi humans.

They trembled and whimpered, backing into corners at the sight of the Krogan. Wrex's beady eyes widened as he made his way around, unlocking each cage. "Come on. Let's get you all moved. Miss Aria is going to *loooove* this."

Stopping at one cage, he found a cow demi human with unusual coloring - white and pink. A sweet scent seemed to come from her as she stepped out. Wrex huffed and nudged her to join the group.

By the time he stepped out, the scientists had fled, leaving much behind for Aria's crew.

Wrex stood before Aria's booth with the six demi humans huddled together. Aria remained quiet after hearing how they were found.

"Since this has become *my* problem, you may select one to keep as payment. The rest will be taken somewhere till I decide what to do." She rubbed her brows, waving them off.

Wrex grunted, not happy about this payment. After a few seconds staring, he roughly grasped the pink cow demi human's arm. "I'll take this one."

Wrex dragged her to his place on Omega, sparing only a couple glances to ensure she wouldn't try anything. 'I know nothin' about these creatures. No telling what those coats were doing.'

He let go as soon as his door slid shut. "Make yourself comfortable, I guess. Just don't make a damn mess." He set his shotgun down and stomped for a drink. Returning with a bottle, he dragged her to the couch. "Just gonna get the annoying shit over with first. I wanna know your name. And if you don't got one, I'll give you one, how does that sound?"