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Sebastian gave Dan his most innocent smile, eyes wandering from the soldier to the view and back again. If Dan wasn’t going to make any conversation beyond the odd hum of agreement, Sebastian was just going to have to make his own entertainment.

Shifting forward in his seat, Sebastian idly rubbed the side of his shoe up and down Dan’s calf, slowly and steadily, keeping a nonchalant smile on his face as he looked out over the Presidium Commons.

Of course it doesn't help much to ignore the lad; it has never helped until now and he should've doubted this has changed in the blink of an eye--- though it's still the reason why he has started to like the biotic.

Heaving a sigh the older man shifts in his chair as well, legs reclining in order to increase the distance between Sebastian and himself, one of them crossing the other as he does so. Emerald eyes finally narrow at the brunette, though, and stare at him in a moment of silence.

It's then his lips part slightly, maybe some words would've been able to pass them because judging by the expression his face eventually shows, he wants something to say----but the waitress is way faster than he's able to spit out what's on his mind.

"Thanks," he says instead, nodding towards the asari and earning a smile before she leaves so both could enjoy what they've ordered -- in his case, it's just a coffee he immediately sips from.

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Mirella Phoebe Shepard

Earthborn. War Hero. Vanguard.

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PSA

[ I’ll try to make the following as short as possible, so—-

I’m revamping Dan because of different reasons and thus, I will move him to a new blog. This blog will not be deleted, though, and instead renamed and turned an archive so I can keep my current URL with the new blog.

I know a lot of people are waiting for replies, but I want a clean start and that’s why I will not take any thread along except those listed below the cut. I’m really sorry about this, I can’t stand dropping threads either, but in 9 out of 10 cases I lost my muse and forcing myself to reply comes to nothing, too.

However, this doesn’t mean I cease every existing relationship. Unless you wish to restart our muses’ interactions, I will pick up where we left off because that’s the option I’m most comfortable with. (Muses from Mass Effect should be aware that Dan’s ME!verse will change, looking it up on the new blog is much appreciated.)

I’ll follow most of the people I follow at the moment again, so please don’t be confused or be worried if you see I followed you again.

I will reblog this PSA a few more times and then post a final note on this blog. Again, I’m really sorry for dropping threads and moving to another blog at all, but I really want to make a fresh start.

Thank you very much for your patience! ]

#ooc #psa #important

PSA

[ I’ll try to make the following as short as possible, so—-

I’m revamping Dan because of different reasons and thus, I will move him to a new blog. This blog will not be deleted, though, and instead renamed and turned an archive so I can keep my current URL with the new blog.

I know a lot of people are waiting for replies, but I want a clean start and that’s why I will not take any thread along except those listed below the cut. I’m really sorry about this, I can’t stand dropping threads either, but in 9 out of 10 cases I lost my muse and forcing myself to reply comes to nothing, too.

However, this doesn’t mean I cease every existing relationship. Unless you wish to restart our muses’ interactions, I will pick up where we left off because that’s the option I’m most comfortable with. (Muses from Mass Effect should be aware that Dan’s ME!verse will change, looking it up on the new blog is much appreciated.)

I’ll follow most of the people I follow at the moment again, so please don’t be confused or be worried if you see I followed you again.

I will reblog this PSA a few more times and then post a final note on this blog. Again, I’m really sorry for dropping threads and moving to another blog at all, but I really want to make a fresh start.

Thank you very much for your patience! ]

#ooc #important #psa

PSA

[ I’ll try to make the following as short as possible, so—-

I’m revamping Dan because of different reasons and thus, I will move him to a new blog. This blog will not be deleted, though, and instead renamed and turned an archive so I can keep my current URL with the new blog.

I know a lot of people are waiting for replies, but I want a clean start and that’s why I will not take any thread along except those listed below the cut. I’m really sorry about this, I can’t stand dropping threads either, but in 9 out of 10 cases I lost my muse and forcing myself to reply comes to nothing, too.

However, this doesn’t mean I cease every existing relationship. Unless you wish to restart our muses’ interactions, I will pick up where we left off because that’s the option I’m most comfortable with. (Muses from Mass Effect should be aware that Dan’s ME!verse will change, looking it up on the new blog is much appreciated.)

I’ll follow most of the people I follow at the moment again, so please don’t be confused or be worried if you see I followed you again.

I will reblog this PSA a few more times and then post a final note on this blog. Again, I’m really sorry for dropping threads and moving to another blog at all, but I really want to make a fresh start.

Thank you very much for your patience! ]

#ooc #important #psa

Sebastian slid into the seat opposite Dan, immensely grateful that they had managed to snag one of the adored balcony seats. Apollo’s didn’t just charge for the excellent food. It charged a nice price for the nearly-unmatched view it had of the Presidium. a vista of white buildings, green plant life and the deep blue shimmer of the lake. The smaller man stared out at it for a few long moments, slouching lazily in his seat before he picked up a menu.

"Very kind and unusual of you…" The biotic ran a cautious gaze over the larger man, clicking his tongue once or twice as he leaned forward and supported his chin with one of his hands, resting an both elbows on the table. He didn’t even really need to look at the menu.

"Steak and lettuce sandwich, spicy chicken on the side and a glass of Thessian red. And you?" Under the table, he nudged Dan’s ankle with his foot.

Though everything the biotic does is meant to charm any reaction, ignorance is the only thing he gets in return, the soldier's pokerface is way too perfect to falter now -- and his control's too precious to leave it behind for such lightly teasing.

The faint, yellow glow of his omnitool barely enlightens the space around him, just like the lad in front of him he needn't look at the menu to decide on something, so instead he prefers to order both Sebastian's and his meal of choice.

He hums softly and closes his omnitool again after he's received the confirmation of his order, yet he's still fond of avoiding the lad's gaze -- or ignoring his desperate attempt to catch his attention with a nudge.

Sebastian had had few plans himself. Shore leave on the Citadel was something that happened often enough, but he lacked any real friends on the station. Sure, he could always spend a while with most of the Normandy’s crew, but he was always searching for another distraction. One that, in this case, Dan had been only too happy to provide. The soldier hadn’t let go of the biotic’s hand yet.

Sebastian grinned openly as Dan pressed his thumb against his cheek, certain in the knowledge that he had won this round. What he had won and why, he wasn’t certain. But he had won, and that was all that really mattered.

"Don’t I always?" he asked rhetorically, patting Dan’s impressively rounded bicep with his free hand before the elevator doors finally opened on the Presidium Commons. He strode forward, yanking on Dan’s hand again to lead him towards Apollo’s.

Relief spreads through his veins at the sight of this beaming smile though he cannot tell why. Maybe it's the fact he can be sure the biotic would hold back, maybe it's the wish he wouldn't hold back, but once again he doesn't really care.

The sound of hissing doors craves for his attention, and with the yank that's following, it's impossible for Dan not the keep thoughts about the awkward situation from a second ago at bay.

A sigh passes his lips at the remark of the biotic, though it's the only answer he gets from the older soldier. Silently they make their way toward Apollo's, but thanks to whatever reasons may cross their paths the popular café isn't as crowded as usually, and thus they're lucky to claim one of coveted tables at the balcony.

It's then when Dan eventually lets go of the biotic's hand as he slides his large frame into one of the seats, emerald optics immediately roam over the beautiful view they're able to enjoy.

"Order whatever you like," the soldier remarks casually, eyes still set on everything but the biotic. "The treat's mine."

As always, words were not Dan Vaughan’s first choice of negotiation. Sebastian barely had time to form his puppy-dog eyes before Dan grabbed his chin suddenly and forcefully, his grip strong and steady. Sebastian only had time to move a fraction of an inch, both eyebrows raising. They had done this before.

His lips pressed gently against Dan’s thumb as the soldier traced his lower lip and pushed between them just a little. The much larger man wasn’t content with this invasion of personal space- he had to take another step closer, too.

Sebastian couldn’t respond clearly, so he didn’t try. Instead he pressed his tongue against the pad of Dan’s thumb for a moment before he nipped gently at the soldier’s fingertip, teeth grazing the bare skin as he reached out with his free hand and stroked the bigger man’s wrist.

Ever since he's set a foot on the Citadel, all he wanted has been his peace. Making a few errands, meeting up with his best friend, visiting his father, trying out some new mod combinations at the shooting range or maybe even working out at the gym -- but never has he imagined to find himself in such a situation... such frustration.

He draws a deep in through slightly parted lips as vibrant green eyes glare at the smaller soldier for the things he's doing, for all the buttons he's pushing right now. His gaze tells him what he has realized as well, that they've been in this situation once and this didn't end well. There's a voice telling him he should give in but, his stubbornness claims his attention at its best.

A bittersweet yet ever so lightly pain makes his flesh crawl as he pulls his thumb away from this teasing mouth and places it on Sebastian's cheek instead before another whispered growl passes his own lips.

"You are stretching your luck, Operations Chief."

PSA

[ I’ll try to make the following as short as possible, so—-

I’m revamping Dan because of different reasons and thus, I will move him to a new blog. This blog will not be deleted, though, and instead renamed and turned an archive so I can keep my current URL with the new blog.

I know a lot of people are waiting for replies, but I want a clean start and that’s why I will not take any thread along except those listed below the cut. I’m really sorry about this, I can’t stand dropping threads either, but in 9 out of 10 cases I lost my muse and forcing myself to reply comes to nothing, too.

However, this doesn’t mean I cease every existing relationship. Unless you wish to restart our muses’ interactions, I will pick up where we left off because that’s the option I’m most comfortable with. (Muses from Mass Effect should be aware that Dan’s ME!verse will change, looking it up on the new blog is much appreciated.)

I’ll follow most of the people I follow at the moment again, so please don’t be confused or be worried if you see I followed you again.

I will reblog this PSA a few more times and then post a final note on this blog. Again, I’m really sorry for dropping threads and moving to another blog at all, but I really want to make a fresh start.

Thank you very much for your patience! ]

#ooc #important #psa

PSA

[ I'll try to make the following as short as possible, so---

I'm revamping Dan because of different reasons and thus, I will move him to a new blog. This blog will not be deleted, though, and instead renamed and turned an archive so I can keep my current URL with the new blog.

I know a lot of people are waiting for replies, but I want a clean start and that's why I will not take any thread along except those listed below the cut. I'm really sorry about this, I can't stand dropping threads either, but in 9 out of 10 cases I lost my muse and forcing myself to reply comes to nothing, too.

However, this doesn't mean I cease every existing relationship. Unless you wish to restart our muses' interactions, I will pick up where we left off because that's the option I'm most comfortable with. (Muses from Mass Effect should be aware that Dan's ME!verse will change, looking it up on the new blog is much appreciated.)

I'll follow most of the people I follow at the moment again, so please don't be confused or be worried if you see I followed you again.

I will reblog this PSA a few more times and then post a final note on this blog. Again, I'm really sorry for dropping threads and moving to another blog at all, but I really want to make a fresh start.

Thank you very much for your patience! ]

#ooc #psa #important

#ooc #tbd #[ i'm done ]

Who knew what Dan was thinking? The Aussie native followed him into the elevator after the tug and stood there like a particularly disagreeable statue. Cobalt-blue met emerald-green with an even look, one eyebrow raised just a tad as Sebastian looked him over.

"Maybe," Sebastian drawled lazily, swinging their joined hands slowly as he rocked back and forth on his heels. Not giving a real answer was his specialty, and he knew how to best distract Dan. Thankfully, they were alone in the elevator.

He sucked in his bottom lip, briefly catching it between his teeth and looking away for a few moments before he pushed it forward again, the sensitive skin turning pale for a second before its natural pale pink was restored.

If there was one thing Dan Vaughan couldn’t resist, it was a well-orchestrated lip bite.

Of course he's prohibited from hearing a real answer, it would've been too easy otherwise. He's pretty sure the lad does it on purpose to piss him off, maybe he's even expecting a certain reaction, the soldier cannot tell -- and considering what the biotic was about to do, he doesn't want to.

His hand snaps faster at Sebastian's chin than he actually intends but he just can't care less in order to prevent this from happening, his thumb already traces his lower lip before he pushes them slightly apart. Thoughts like 'Will it hurt him' or 'What if somebodys sees us' doesn't even cross his mind as he closes the gap between them with another step.

"Stop. That."

Dan took slightly longer to reply than Sebastian would have liked. When he did, the smaller man rolled his eyes. Coming to a halt in front of an elevator, Sebastian pressed the button with his knuckles and turned a little to face the bigger soldier. He gave Dan a distinct look.

"I’m flattered." He isn’t. Well, maybe a little. "Any chance you caught the name of this passing stranger? Maybe I could learn something." Stepping aside to let a small gaggle of batarians and a frustratingly slow elcor step out of the elevator, Sebastian tugged Dan in by the hand and glanced over the buttons before he pressed the one that would bring them to the Presidium Commons.

All that's missing is an annoyed sigh leaving the biotic's lips to make the moment perfect, but he's not going to complain either. Acting like he doesn't notice the look thrown at him is still easier than dealing with a sigh that craves for his attention after all.

Jade-colored eyes roam over the place while both soldiers wait in front of the elevator for the crowd to leave it, the elcor amidst them doesn't put an end to their wait though.

This time it's him who's trying to save his dignity as he's suddenly been pulled close into the now empty elevator, slightly bumping against the biotic's smaller frame -- he cannot tell if the lad has done this on purpose, but if he's forced to be honest he doesn't really care about the answer, all that matters are these damn cobalt blue eyes he's getting lost into for a moment.

"Does it matter?" Nothing more but a whispered growl leaves his throat, he's way too busy resisting those eyes and their charm than focusing on Sebastian's question properly.