[ WP ] You wake up and find yourself in the world of your favorite video game . Just like on earth , you have to get a job , one that pertains to the game world . However , you do n't have any new skills , just the ones you had back in your universe . What is an average work day like ?

The salarian in front of me squinted at the datapad I'd given him. `` So it says here that you're an ecologist, specializing in Earth-based biota,'' he said in that rapid, clipped manner his entire race had. Made it difficult to keep up with what he was saying, especially with the bottom-of-the-line translator I'd been given by a sympathetic Alliance pilot. 
 
 `` Yes, sir,'' I replied. `` Specifically, the ecology of birds and insects, with emphasis on—'' 
 
 `` Yes, yes, very interesting. Tell me, how much do you know about Noveria's wildlife?'' 
 
 I fought to keep from wincing. I did n't even know where Noveria was, or if it was even habitable. In the month that I'd been here, I'd barely managed to get a basic grasp of what life was like on the other advanced species' worlds. I was still trying to muddle out the evolutionary questions posed by the all-female asari. 
 
 `` L-like I said,'' I repeated, trying to avoid a stutter. `` My main field of specialization is Earth-based, and...'' 
 
 `` How about Feros? Sur'Kesh? Can you describe the potential effects of element zero exposure on an average group of elcor?'' 
 
 I shook my head mutely. 
 
 The salarian leaned forward. `` And you expect to get a research position with Binary Helix with that pathetic repertoire? What academy did you go to?'' 
 
 I sighed. What could I tell him? That I'd grown up on an Earth over two hundred years in the past, where mass relays were just a creative bit of fiction, and just woke up here? He would n't just laugh me out of the office, he'd have me put in a straitjacket, or whatever the hell they used instead of that here. 
 
 `` I'm sorry to have wasted your time, Administrator Anoleis,'' I said. `` I should go.'' 
 
 Anoleis steepled his three amphibious fingers together. `` Yes,'' he said. `` You should.'' 
 
 I took my datapad back and walked out of the office. Behind me, Anoleis answered a call from his secretary. Maybe I'd set my sights too high, I realized. Maybe I should have stuck with working on Earth. 
 
 As I left, brooding, I barely noticed the three new visitors, the ones the secretary had notified Anoleis about. That was n't unusual. People came to visit Anoleis all the time. What was unusual was that all three of them were heavily armed, and that one of them was a krogan. 
 
 I stopped in my tracks and turned around. Could it be...? 
 
 The human exchanged a few more words with the secretary, while his turian and krogan companions tried their best not to look impatient. It was him, no doubt about it. I'd know that voice anywhere. 
 
 I almost approached them. If I'd just popped into this universe at this exact moment, I would have. Who would have turned down that opportunity? 
 
 I hesitated another moment, and turned away. I would n't be useful. I barely understood this universe, was n't a biotic, and had fired a gun maybe twice in my life. If, for some insane reason, he actually let me tag along, I'd be nothing but a liability. 
 
 I walked out the door. Shepard had his job. I still had to find mine.
