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"How are you, Commander?" Ashley asked. "Not overworking yourself, I hopeâŚ"
"Nah. Iâm taking a break right now." A pause. "So for now, Iâm feeling pretty good."
Ashley smiled. "That's good, then," she said. "At least someone round here knows how to take breaks and not overwork themselves."
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Shepard: Hi, Assuming Direct Control, I'm Shepard.
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"âAsh."
"How are you, Commander?" Ashley asked. "Not overworking yourself, I hope..."
*Holds out coffee with a smirk* Think you totally made out with some people last night during the party there, Princess.
"I did what? With who?" Ashley asked frantically, clutching her head and taking the coffee with a grateful look.
"Itâs Kasumi," Jack said. And shrugged. "I spent nearly a year with her and still canât figure out how sheâs so fucking sneaky. Though, Iâve caught her a couple times⌠Which is impressive." With a shrug, Jack nudged Ashley. "Greasy food works. Up and at âem."
Ashley groaned as she stood up, though with the scent of Vegaâs eggs wafting through the apartment, it was a much easier task than she had expected it to be.
"Youâve caught Kasumi in the act?" she asked Jack, as she stretched her exhausted arms and legs. "That is impressive. Whatâd she try to steal from you?"
âThe Klepto thought she could steal what little clothes I had. Joke was on her I wasnât a very sentimental person and caught her searching through the container I slept on and in trying to find underwear.â The womanâs lips turned upward. âThen she thought sheâd steal the straps off my tips so I stuck her on the ceiling for few a minutes until she laughed so hard she was going to be sick.â
Ashley laughed. "Oh my God, I almost wish I'd been there for that," she gasped. "I'm pretty sure she hasn't gotten to any of my clothes yet--though I'm going to double check, now!"
She smiled at the biotic, and added. "Come on. Let's get some of Vega's eggs before they're all gone.
"Bah Humbug."
"Unless youâre rehearsing to play Scrooge in a production, donât let me hear you say that again," Ashley called, a teasing note in her voice.
Ashley burst out laughing. âShepard would be an amazing Scrooge. And can you just see Vega as Cratchit? With Joker as Tiny Tim!â Peals of laughter escaped Ashley at the very thought of such an outlandish idea.
Fred grinned and sat back as he watched Ashley laugh. There was very little he liked better than making friends happy, and her laughter was the best part of the day, as far as he was concerned.
While watching Ashâs laughter, he suddenly had an inspiration, and began snickering, then laughing. âOh dear. Could we convince him? Can you imagine Mordin as Fezziwig? Or the new guyâŚwhatâs his nameâŚâ
"Javik, Dad," Edgar commented drily
"Yeah," Fred laughed. "Thatâs it. Javik ⌠as Ghost of Christmas Past. Heâd be so utterly lost. Javik and good cheer? Bwahahaha!"
Ashley, who had been about to take a sip of her cider, spat a mouthful of the drink all over the table at that mental image.
"Oh my God," she laughed. "I can't even picture it." A moment of thought later, she was in peals of laughter again. "Oh, and Jack as the Ghost of Christmas Past!" In a voice that was a terrible impression of the biotic, she added, "Look, bitch, you've got a fucked up past. So do I. Get over it!"
Ashley grinned at the idea of another party. âIâm not sure how well that would go overâremember how the last one ended up? We never did get Andersonâs security deposit back on that place.â
She sipped her water, the smile on her face fading slowly. âIf you wonât come to them Iâll try and get them to come to you, Shepard,â she said finally. âYou deserve some company, and even though theyâre scared, they shouldnât let that stop them from being your friends.â
"Hey, it wasnât all that bad. You all just need to watch how much you drink." Alice chuckled, remembering those sheâd found hung over the morning after in the oddest of places. Still, it had been a nice night to forget, just for once, especially after the clone incident had happened. "You know, like not on the floor of the observation lounge." She teased with a grin, remembering that day she had found the other woman curled up with an empty bottle by her side.Â
"If it doesnât work out, itâs not all that big of a deal, Ash. Honest. Iâve had my time come and go. People, they move on."
"But our crew doesn't," Ashley interjected. "We all still worry about you. Honestly, I promise every one of them would love to see you. They're just...like I said, scared to see you weak. I think..." she sighed. "I think they're scared that if they see you weak and hurt, it'll remind them you're only human, that you died once and how scared they--we--are to lose you again."
Ashley sighed, then looked at Shepard hard for a moment. "Kasumi taught me a word in Japanese, during the party. It's "nakama"--the family that one chooses, bound by friendship rather than blood. That's what we are, Skipper. Whether you want to admit it or not."
Ash and Freddy | Closed
Ashley sighed as she readied herself for sleep, or what passed for it these days. Ever since the war, she should have been happyâthey had won, after all. Yet her nights were plagued with nightmaresâthe Collectors on Horizon, the horrific things that Cerberus had done to poor, innocent colonistsâŚ.the list of horrors that haunted her dreams was longer than she cared to admit. It was to the point where she dreaded sleep, though her body forced her to endure the torment so it could be at least somewhat refreshed for duty each day.
It was with such dark thoughts in her head that Ashley finally drifted off to sleep.
This could be easier for him than heâd originally expected. Now, however, he decided to just put her on the reeking battlefield. He threw the bodies everywhere and the smell of rotting and burning flesh filled the air. Heâd bring back those terrible thoughts that she tried to fight off, and bring them to the forefront of her mind.
Ashley shuddered as she found herself back on Eden Prime, surrounded by the mutilated and charred husks that had once been her unit, the 212. Suddenly, one body--she recognized it as that of Narali Batia--moved and looked at her.
"You failed us, Williams," the corpse said with Batia's voice. "You didn't save us, and the Reapers came."
The scene shifted, and suddenly she was on Horizon. But this time, Shepard's crew didn't appear--the Collectors overran the place, and colonists were killed or abducted left and right, all of them crying out that Ashley failed to save them.
"I...I'm sorry," Ashley muttered, a tear falling down her face. "I'm so....I'm so sorry."
Ashley smiled at her commander for the first time in months. They had done itâthe Reapers had been defeated, and against all odds, the Normandy crew had all survived. It was a miracle that Shepard had, what with how she had been on the Citadel when it exploded, but somehow she had, and she was nowâŚ
Rine rolls her shoulders and winces at the strain of her muscles. She looks down at the galaxy map getting lost in her thoughts. Rine was having a hard time getting back into the swing of things. With no more Reaper threats she felt her purpose was done. She helped to gather and unite the galaxy now that it was over sure rebuilding needed to be done. But where did that leave her. In all the fighting and dying she had given up everything and looking around and seeing that others had families to go back to. Lovers welcoming back their loves with warm embraces. She heard numerous times the crew members loving giggles, and seeing the lovey dovey eyes not caring who is watching. It left Rine wondering what she has to go back to.
She hears Ashley voice breaking her from her thoughts. She turns around and shoots Ash her winning smile.
âOh you know fine. A little stiff and a little antsy, I would rather be in the field than stuck doing desk work. Honestly you would think I almost died or something.â Rine laugh shaking her head turning back to the galaxy map. She leans forward resting her elbows on the railing she exhales heavily.
âHow about yourself? Rine asks looking over her shoulder at Ashley then back at the map.
"I've been all right," she replied, glancing at the map the Commander stood over. "And while I wouldn't compare it to fighting Reapers, ma'am, patrolling Alliance space for pirates and such isn't waht I would call desk work, either." She chuckles. "You've been so busy for so long you don't know how to deal with a break in the action, do you, Commander?"
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Ash nodded her head as Shepard passed by her work station.
"Hey there, Skipper. Anything I can do for you?"
Allison paused, lips pursing as she considered. Finally, she smiled. âNothing important, really. How are you these days? Iâm afraid I havenât had a lot of time to check in on you lately.â Her smile turned apologetic.
"I've been doing well. And you?" Ashley kept her voice neutral, though she was worried that the commander was overtaxing herself. It wasn't such a far-fetched thing to worry about, honestly. The commander had a habit of not resting when there was work to be done, at the detriment of her own health.
[MSG] Of course not
[MSG] Who would that be, if you donât mind me asking?
[MSG] Jack, the biotic.
[MSG] As long as she doesn't have a problem with me, that's fine.
Happy really belated Munday. Here's that video I promised for my 100 follower mark....
Ash and Freddy | Closed
Ashley sighed as she readied herself for sleep, or what passed for it these days. Ever since the war, she should have been happy--they had won, after all. Yet her nights were plagued with nightmares--the Collectors on Horizon, the horrific things that Cerberus had done to poor, innocent colonists....the list of horrors that haunted her dreams was longer than she cared to admit. It was to the point where she dreaded sleep, though her body forced her to endure the torment so it could be at least somewhat refreshed for duty each day.
It was with such dark thoughts in her head that Ashley finally drifted off to sleep.
"Bah Humbug."
"Unless youâre rehearsing to play Scrooge in a production, donât let me hear you say that again," Ashley called, a teasing note in her voice.
Ashley burst into laughter. âThat was fantastic,â she said. âYou know, we should get the Normandy crew to put on a production of A Christmas CarolâŚâ she laughed. âProceeds could go to the war cleanup relief efforts, and itâd be a great morale booster.â
Fred laughed with Ash and nodded. âSee? This is why Shepard needs you beside him. You not only kick ass with that rifle of yours, you get great ideas like this. Canât you just see NatâŚsorry, I mean LegionâŚwearing the robes of the Ghost of Christmas Yet To Come? Itâd be perfect!â
Ashley burst out laughing. "Shepard would be an amazing Scrooge. And can you just see Vega as Cratchit? With Joker as Tiny Tim!" Peals of laughter escaped Ashley at the very thought of such an outlandish idea.
Ashley and Rine | Closed Starter
Ashley smiled at her commander for the first time in months. They had done it--the Reapers had been defeated, and against all odds, the Normandy crew had all survived. It was a miracle that Shepard had, what with how she had been on the Citadel when it exploded, but somehow she had, and she was now back in command of the Normandy, on cleanup and patrol runs--far less exciting than anything that had happened during the war, but far less stressful as well.
"How are you feeling, Commander?" Ashley asked, standing at the foot of the small staircase leading up to the CIC.
