In the dim light of her laboratory, monitors flickering with streams of data, Admiral Daro’Xen vas Rannoch took a moment to pause and catch her breath. Her normally lithe figure felt different, changed. The shake in her hand was half-empty, a concoction of her own design meant to satiate the strange and powerful hunger that had seized her in the recent years.
Since the quarians' liberation from their suits, the galaxy had been treated to the genuine appearance of their species. The adaptability of the quarians, long known for their technological prowess and survival instinct, now exhibited itself in an unexpected way. The soft, organic curve of her belly was a testament to this, a novel sensation after years of a defined leanness.
Xen had always held herself to the pinnacle of discipline, yet the cravings were intense, an echo of an ancient quarian reality. There was no documented evidence, no historical records, just the slow realization among some of the quarians and the whispered curiosity of the other species.
Word had been subtly circulating, a new observation becoming a silent understanding among the quarian admiralty. The women, free from their masks and suits, were exhibiting signs of unexpected weight gain. Even Tali’Zorah, the admired hero and consort of the human savior, John Shepard, was not an exception to this biological enigma.
Was it a resurfacing trait, a genetic memory from a time before the Morning War and their exile? Or was it something else, a side effect of their newly restored immune systems reacting with the freedom of exposure to the galaxy’s multitude of environments?
With another gulp of her shake, Xen pondered these questions. Her mind, a crucible of relentless curiosity, was geared toward uncovering the mysteries of their physiology. And as she felt the soft rounding of her body, she couldn’t help but feel a connection, a link to a long-lost aspect of her people’s biological heritage.
Tomorrow, there would be more tests, more data to collect and analyze. But for now, in the silence of her lab, Xen felt a singular blend of vulnerability and wonder at the unfolding saga of the quarian race.
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