Talas Javik

                        - formerly essenceofvengeance

[apathtoperfection]

afallenemperor started following you

[apathtoperfection]

I can’t believe that sleazeball of a director managed to get a film credit for you before I did.

I mean, Blasto. Really?

[afallenemperor]

       He asked first. I regret accepting. [ The Blasto shoot was a horrible experience. It mostly ended with Javik and Shepard punching at least one person in the face before walking out half way through filming. The Commander had to restrain Javik from hunting down the filmmaker after using the footage in the final product. ]                                           Who are you, human? 

[xnusquam]

afallenemperor

[xnusquam]

   I swear to fuck, the room drops ten degrees every time your cynical ass steps into it. 

[afallenemperor]

         My body temperature is not low enough for me to be able to lower the air temperature around me, human.

[overfalls]

[afallenemperor]

Despair is the enemy's greatest weapon. Do not let them wield it ... Liara T'Soni.

[justicxr-archive]

   Rule, you say.

   [ Samara thinks on the implications of his words.  She knew hardly anything of the societies of the Prothean’s time, despite having delved into the available research when she was in her Maiden stage, what little there was.  Even now, as she recalls the extensive Prothean knowledge of Commander Shepard’s young asari companion, societal knowledge is very sparse. ]

   It seems the plan of your people as gone awry.

[afallenemperor]

       . . . Indeed they have, Asari. [ Javik usually would feel anger whenever others mentioned the failed attempts of the Prothean Empire to help the next cycle fight the invasion force of the Reapers. Whether the cause was a feeling of loss from his people or he felt they were given lack of respect from the new races was unclear.               He felt no ill will in her words however. ]        The Commander has told me that you are some kind of Asari warrior.

[ltjamesvega-archive-blog]

I asked once, alright? Sheesh.

[ the threats were becoming increasingly more and more common.   the lieutenant was growing numb to them. then again, he was, for the most part, numb to them to begin with. ]

But… I did have another question. What do Protheans eat? Are you like — restricted to Dextro food like the Quarians and Turians?

[afallenemperor]

[ Eyelids lowered in annoyance while looking at the overly meaty human. He was more an irritation to Javik than the Asari, at least she answered questions that required thought for him. ]        I do not know. [ He would have left it there but the human would just drag this out anyways. ]         I have not had a chance to eat either types your cycle has. I have been receiving nutrients elsewhere.

[justicxr-archive]

   [ Samara hears the voice directed at her, and she turns, seeing the Prothean Shepard had along with her when she met up with the Commander at the monastery on Lesuss.  She had not expected to meet it again. ]

   As I remember you.  Your kind do not roam the galaxy any longer, nor have they for many thousands of years.  How is it you are here then?

[afallenemperor]

        Hmph. Curiosity, a trait your people seem to have in mass. It is not so hard to accept that things simply are. [ The Prothean was only slightly irritated, just like he was almost any day. It was much easier for Javik to understand such a concept, being a soldier who's only purpose was to kill who he was told. He approached the Asari more, four golden eyes locked on her. ]                 But I will answer your question.         I was put in stasis, as were many of my people. Unfortunately for myself--or fortunately if you compare it to the other stasis bunkers--the bunker I was located in was bombarded and all power was diverted to keeping my stasis pod functional by the bunker's virtual intelligence.                         I was meant to emerge from stasis with others and rule you.

[masseffectcaps]

[winteredcommander]

Well, seeing how I don’t have servants…

Kidding.    Relax, Javik. I was just checking in on you. You got hit pretty hard on that last mission, after all.

[afallenemperor]

        I am not a child, Commander. A slight injury isn't going to keep me out of it. [ Of course, it was plain to see Javik's should movements were stiff. The stubborn old creature. ]

[chorban]

[cloakandcrusader]

[ Persephone didn’t engage with him directly, walking beyond the scarlet-armored alien to lean against a guard-rail, looking beyond him into the bustling Presidium, where more than a few fearful (and more than a little useless, though she had to commend them for at least recognizing when they were out of depth and asking a real soldier for aid) enforcement officers looked on, attempting to be subtle. ] 

          Wasn’t about to. You’d have to be brain-dead to go around without some sort of protection these days. Our mutual friends over there— [ she jerked her head to the officer some twenty yards off, who quickly found his datapad very interesting. ] just get a little fidgety, right? I just want to ensure we’re not gonna have any problems.

[afallenemperor]

[ Javik watched as the woman seemed to go past him, now leaning over the railing in front of him. The Prothean was rather confused by this approach, but it seemed he would have to go along with it until he tired of conversation. ]

        [ Four gold eyes looked towards the officer he had seen before, one who was now too intimidated to even look at them both. ] Perhaps you should teach him to have a backbone instead of relying on another.                      I have something much more dangerous to use if I intended harm anyways.

[dolcexmare]

     …    -And there, she stood silent at the windows of engineering. Hands tucked into pockets of her jacket, staring down at the shuttle bay one floor below. Though the drawing attention of a colorful Prothean caught the woman’s unnatural tone of eyes. Then, sharply rolls them.-      If I had questions, I’d be askin’. Not starin’.      … Never met a Prothean, before. But still.

[afallenemperor]

[ Four golden eyes locked at the human female, one who too had golden eyes. Interesting. Javik had just exited his quarters, something of a rare occurrence. The woman just happened to be in the way he was going. ]         I would be surprised if you had. Unless you are a cave monkey that has survived for 50,000 years.

                                                  Your forehead would be bigger if that was the case.

[afallenemperor]

          If you try to ask me about Prothean mating rituals again I will throw you out of the airlock, human. [ Unlike most, it was definitely an empty threat. The ships's AI would never allow Javik access to the airlock of the ship for that specific reason.                               God help him if he was able to however. ]

[afallenemperor]

          If you are coming to ask me to remove my weapon, you'll have to do more than simply ask. [ The Prothean had seen her before she saw him, talking to a few paranoid C-Sec members too afraid to ask the four eyed unknown to relinquish his weapon. The races of this cycle's fight-or-flight response was weak. ]

[afallenemperor]

          I would appreciate you not staring. [ He could see her too, four eyes helped with that a lot. Javik's field of vision was quite large, also one-hundred and eighty degrees in front of him. ]                  As glorious as you may find my superior sight, don't stare at my eyes.

[afallenemperor]

          Asari. [ Once again he calls them by their race instead of their name. Javik fully well knew what her name was. The Commander had taken them on a mission to a place full of dangerous Asari, she was there searching for her children. ]                               I remember you quite clearly, from Lesuss.

[afallenemperor]

          I warn you, that if you touch me, I will fry up your limbs for my next meal, hanar. [ Hanar tentacles weren't all that good honestly. At least not back when they were a minuscule race. Either way it was simply more of Javik's empty threats.                               Or they might not be so empty ]

[overfalls]

I am the anger of a dead people demanding blood be spilled for the blood we lost.