Only the Method

Time for me is short... but any I have is yours to take.  Indie rp blog for Thane Krios of Mass Effect 2. Nonselective, unexclusive, OC and crossover friendly. Please read rules first!

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“ It was full of uneasy sleep and past memories that I’d rather not remember–but it was sleep nonetheless. I’ve… gotta ask you something, Thane. Do you have any regrets? Anything that needs to be taken care of? ”

[gotothesea]

“Regrets...” So many regrets. Enough he could spend his life wallowing in them. Not over anything he’d done, but more what he didn’t do. The eyes he turned upon Shepard were clear. “I have many regrets, Commander, but nothing that can be amended in the present. I will not be distracted on the final mission.”

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Briareos’ gaze was unwavering, keeping his eye on the other, seems Olympus was attracting all kinds of customers, especially now that shuttle transports to the citadel became a regular thing. “Unfortunately it can’t.” Briareos simply stated, he hadn’t drawn a weapon, but bioscans of the man before him revealed that Briareos would not have to exercise much physical strength to restrain him.

“That’s a foreign dignitary you’ve got in your sights and I can’t let you pull the trigger.”

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“A foreign dignitary with a very interesting private life, if the intel is right.” Thane murmured, turning his attention back to the mark. It was a shame that the one who had discovered him seemed to be a highly advanced synthetic-organic hybrid. He had not come prepared to deal with much worse than the regular LOKI or FENRIS mech. A good biotic throw, though--that might buy time for escape.

“You weren’t in the file they handed me about the security. The information broker must have had a blind contact, not to notice someone like you.”

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@gotothesea

“I’d put that sniper rifle away if I were you.”

[gotothesea]

He just needed two more seconds. Two more seconds between now and the end of the job. On the other hand, two seconds could be the difference between walking and being crushed flat by this mechanized titan. He sighed, lifting his eye from the scope and glancing back over his shoulder.

“Can it wait for a little bit?”

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“ Well, that’s fine Thane. I just wanted to check up on you, see how you’re doing? ”

[gotothesea]

“It is quiet in Life Support, but I am never bored. EDI also provides some interesting conversation... but you most likely have more to say than me. I hope you have been able to rest in between missions, Commander.”

[gotothesea]

Slightly sick and working odd hours at work. I will try to be here tonight, however! I will be here and on @baltusar, which also has an ME verse! Don't be afraid to contact me at either blog!

[gotothesea]

@decodifying

“Shepard. I would say it is a lovely day, but there is no concept of night or day in space...”

[fyeahrpmemes-blog]

Send 👞 to throw a shoe at my muse

[gotothesea]

"Goodness, it's been sometime!"

“Indeed; I do apologize... my health is not what it was. Intensive care was necessary.”

[gotothesea]

//so it turns out, gotothesea is a really popular tag for people’s vacation trips and selfies. I will probably be coming up with a different tag to track, and a url change! Just as a warning!

[gotothesea]

Feeling a little yucky, so I'm retiring for the night I think.

[gotothesea]

//I need to rest my hands for a bit so I'll be back later~

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“Huh?” Emerald eyes had been focused on the target, with breathing steady and no wanderings of the mind. Katie was down in the cargo hold with the targets as EDI set them up for her. She had yet to meet really anyone on the Normany since joining up with the ship on the Citadel and most of her time was spend practicing anyway. That day however as her last target faded a voice rang from behind her and turning her eyes met those of a coal color with an emerald sheen. “Oh..I am sorry sir, I was only just finishing. I suppose you are right though, humanity is funny in that way no matter what we try and stay in some form of unity..”

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“It was a thought that sprang to mind.” He bowed his head as a swift means of apology. “Humans induce rumination. They present a united front, but what is it like, really?” He blinked--first his white haw, from left to right, then his eyelids, from top to bottom. “... Excuse my manners. I should have introduced myself. Thane Krios.” 

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“Well, that’s just the fate of some folk, I guess. And the narrow mindedness of others. You know, the types who would venture the sands daily and curse them with each step? But as for me, I have to agree! The sands are a marvel to look at! And I do love living here, partly because of their beauty…”

[gotothesea]

“Naturally... but after all, a child does not have to love his mother; so do the children of the desert not have to love her burning embrace, having discovered the cool kiss of the ocean breeze... lethal as it is. For all those she loses, Arashu’s love encompasses even those not of her womb, such as you, it would seem. How is it that you came into the sands?”

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“Do you think it is a little sad, that somewhere out there is a desert people who may never know a desert in their lives? The sands of this world, the dunes, the worms and golden sun, they are beautiful.”

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@massrelaymaiden

“... It never ceases to astound me that Earth humans were able to form an Alliance, what with their varied ‘clans’. The Krogans yet struggle on that front.”

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Another nod. “My people’s technology is by far the most advanced.” This was a fact. Meenom was quite proud of it! Though the species name Hevi-Hevian might sound a bit silly, they were a far more advanced civilization when it came to social functioning and technology. 

Meenom was never one to turn down a fellow alien in need. He had already decided he liked Thane and was going to help him. Hevi-Hevians by nature were kind and polite, far be it for Meenom to act outside of what he was taught from hatching. 

Thane was absolutely correct on having to take whatever hospitality the Earthlings had to offer. But with the constant trouble caused by his song Pleskit, Meenom feared the hospitality would run out. Patience with the alien species could only last for so long. 

“I will have my assistant work on gathering whatever you need to accomplish your desired outcome.”

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“Is it? I should like to see it measure against the Salarians. Out of curiosity, of course.” He smiled absently. It would, of course, be astonishing to find any race more advanced than the Salarians. So long as it was not a Yahg. More clever than a Salarian and tougher than a krogan, the Yahg could spell doom from the galaxy if they were uplifted. 

For having just met, this ambassador was... accommodating. Very accommodating. So different from human services, and most alien ones too, even. He lowered his head in a slight bow of gratitude. 

“Your aid is greatly appreciated, sir...?” His eyes searched for a name, and finding none immediately available, he tilted his head in silent question.

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мєєиσм

The ambassador nodded solemnly at the other’s words. He had met with many alien visitors since his visit on Earth, but this being was the first of a species Meenom had seen.

“Indeed,” he spoke thoughtfully. “Earth beings are very uncivilized in their ways of thinking, but I am merely an ambassador here on a trade mission from my own planet. How can I assist you?”

[gotothesea]

“So, you must take whatever hospitality humans offer.” Thane laughed dryly, sparing a glance through the embassy windows. Admittedly, when he had heard through the grapevine of an alien embassy, this was... hardly what he expected. He turned back to the ambassador. “I need to hail a ship.”