⛥We will fight! We will sacrifice! And we will find a way!⛥

"Vasir, I sacrificed hundreds of human lives to save the Destiny Ascension. I unleashed the Rachni on the galaxy. So for your sake I hope your escape plan doesn't hinge on me shooting a damn hostage." - Commander Shepard

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I'm Commander Shepard and this is my favourite blog on the extranet.

THIS IS COMMANDER LENORE SHEPARD. A veteran soldier of the Systems Alliance Navy, an N7 graduate of the Interplanetary Combatives Training (ICT) military program, and the first human Citadel Council Spectre. Together with an extensive team, they're currently battling on the front lines of a galaxy-wide war to stop the Reapers, a sentient machine race dedicated to wiping out all advanced organic life.

Background -

BORN ON APRIL 11, 2154, Lenore Shepard is a graduate of the Systems Alliance N7 special forces program (service no. 5923-AC-2826) and a veteran of the Skyllian Blitz. Shepard is a biotic [Vanguard], having received secondary exposure to element zero in 2168 and officially detected as one in 2171.

EARTHBORN: Lenore was an orphan raised on the streets of the great metropolises covering Earth. They escaped the life of petty crime and underworld gangs by enlisting with the Alliance military when they turned eighteen.

WAR HERO: Early in their military career Lenore found themselves facing an overwhelming enemy force. They risked their own life to save their fellow soldiers and defeat the enemy despite the impossible odds. Their bravery and heroism have earned them medals and recognition from the Alliance fleet. [Lenore, almost single-handedly repelled an attack by batarian slavers on Elysium, earning the Star of Terra, the Alliance's highest honour.]

Romances -

[ Major Kaidan Alenko ]

[ Elijah Shepard ] [ Scott Ryder ]

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Kaidan: What the hell, Shepard? What just happened? Actually, don't tell me. I've got work to do, and I... I can't be distracted.

Shepard: I was plugged into the virtual world of the geth consensus. Saw their history, purged a Reaper infection...

Kaidan: Crap. Now I'll be obsessing about how that works instead of doing my spectre division expense report.

Shepard: You're welcome.

Kaidan: YOu know entering the geth consensus is gonna be the best chapter in your autobiography.

James: So... Prothean, huh?

Javik: Yes.

James: You guys like to drink? Booze it up?

Javik: No.

James: Okay. What about gambling? Play cards?

Javik: Games of chance were punishable by death in the empire.

James: Oh sure, sure. That seems... reasonable. Okay. So smoking? You ever do that?

Javik: Only when my armor became enflamed.

James: Right..."smoking." I get it. So jokes, then. You got jokes. All right -- you got any good ones?

Javik: No, Yes.

James: Give 'em to me.

Javik: The tulomorian spy entered the enemy's camp and said to the vanksher: "I didn't know your parnaps could glow."

James: Um...

Javik: That was the joke.

James: Ha! Oh, right! Yeah. I get it. Yeah, that was a good one.

Javik: No it wasn't. I just made it up. The joke is now on you human. You will believe anything.

Javik: I do not think this "James" soldier understands me. None in this cycle seem to understand me. And I do not care.

Legion: This platform can be of some assistance, Garrus Vakarian.

Garrus: I appreciate the offer, Legion, but this is something I know a thing or two about.

Legion: Telemetry data indicates the calibration of Normandy's weapon accuracy can be improved by .32 percent.

Garrus: That's all? You can't squeeze .34 percent out of it?

Legion: Negative. That threshold is not possible.

Garrus: You sure? Take a look now.

Legion: Scanning... Normandy's weapons systems have been improved by a margin of .43 percent. How did you accomplish this?

Garrus: A little secret we organics like to keep: always hold some back for emergencies.

Legion: Is our current situation an emergency?

Garrus: A geth meddling with our computers, telling me how to do my job? Nah, I can't imagine that would qualify.

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Garrus: Shepard, you just knew the Geth would figure into this war somehow. Shepard: Because Reapers weren't enough. Garrus: Still, it's good to have Tali here. This is as much her fight as ours.

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Garrus: Shepard, you just knew the Geth would figure into this war somehow. Shepard: Because Reapers weren't enough. Garrus: Still, it's good to have Tali here. This is as much her fight as ours. Shepard: Any word from Palavan? Garrus: Some, and I don't like what I'm hearing. The krogan are there in force, but they're just slowing the Reapers down. Not stopping them. I'm not sure it's going to be enough. Shepard: You hear anything from your family? Garrus: But I did hear from Primark Victus. He wanted my advice on fleet strength when the Crucible is ready. Still can't get used to people asking me things like that. Shepard: [What did you tell Victus?]: What did you say? Garrus: I said at some point we're going to have to decide if our fleets keep defending Palaven or we go on the offensive. Shepard: Can't do both? Garrus: Not with the beating we're taking. Like I said, not the sort of questions I'm used to answering. Shepard: [Why not? You're a good leader]: You know what you're doing, Garrus. Trust me. Everyone can see that. Garrus: Maybe, but you spend so much time on the outside trying to get in, and when you do, it's not what I expected. Shepard: How so? Garrus: All the questions... and every one of them with a million lives riding on the answer. Shepard: You do the best you can with what you know, It's no different than your days at C-Sec. Garrus: You're right. Though I'm starting to understand why the galaxy needs cold-hearted dictators every now and then. Shepard: They get things done? Garrus: They don't give a damn about the consequences. Suppose that's what it's going to take, Shepard: the ruthless calculus of war. Ten billion people over here die so twenty billion over there can live. Are we up for that? Are you? Shepard: [That's not acceptable]: If we reduce this war to arithmetic, we're no better than Reapers. Garrus: A nice sentiment. Let's hope we can live by it.

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Shepard: And... Legion? Geth Prime: Dead. I am sorry, Commander. Shepard: Me too. Geth Prime: It sacrificed itself to deliver the code upgrading all geth units and we will uphold its promise. We are already repairing ships, and our technology can help build the Crucible. Shepard: Thank you. Geth Prime: We regret the deaths of the creators. Shepard: They made their choice

Also known as that time I royally fucked up! Sorry Tali :(

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Tali: We did it. We killed a Reaper. Keelah... Legion: We can confirm that the geth are no longer being directed by the Old Machines. We are free. Admiral Gerrel: You did it, Shepard. The geth fleet has stopped firing. They're completely vulnerable! Legion: Shepard-Commander, the geth only acted in defence after the creators attacked. Do we deserve death? Shepard: What are you suggesting? Legion: Our upgrades. With the Old Machine dead, we could upload them to all geth without sacrificing their independence. Tali: You want to upload the Reaper code? That would make the geth as smart as when the Reaper was controlling them! Legion: Yes, but with free will. Each geth unit would be a true intelligence. We would be alive, and we could help you. Tali: Our fleet is already attacking! Uploading the code would destroy us! Shepard, you can't choose the geth over my people! Legion: Do you remember the question that caused the creators to attack us, Tali'Zorah? "Does this unit have a soul?" Shepard: [Upload the code]: Upload the code to the geth. Tali call off the fleet if you can. Legion: Uploading. Ten percent. Tali: This is Admiral Tail'Zorah. All units, break off your attack! Admiral Gerrel: Belay that order! Continue the attack! Legion: Twenty percent. Tali: I beg you, do not do this. Please. Legion: We regret the deaths of the creators, but we see no alternative. Forty per cent. Shepard: [Allow the upload]: I'm sorry. Tali: No... Legion: Error, copying code is insufficient. Direct personality dissemination required. Shepard-Commander. I must go to them. It's the only way. Thank you. Admiral Gerrel: What the hell was that? Quarian Lieutenant: They're... geth fighters are intercepting fire. Negligible damage. Admiral, Kinetics are down. Permission to order retreat! Admiral Gerrel: Denied. All ships, full barrage! Captain Kar'Danna: This is Captain Kar'Danna vas Rayya! We have multiple hull breaches! Ratts's drive core is offline! All ships in range, please assist! Please assist! Escape pods not responding. All hands, prepare for impact. Tali: I'm sorry. Shepard: Tali, no! Geth Prime: Commander, your actions enabled this upgrade. Because of you, we are a people. And we are free. Shepard: And... Legion? Geth Prime: Dead. I am sorry, Commander. Shepard: Me too. Geth Prime: It sacrificed itself to deliver the code upgrading all geth units and we will uphold its promise. We are already repairing ships, and our technology can help build the Crucible. Shepard: Thank you. Geth Prime: We regret the deaths of the creators. Shepard: They made their choice.

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Reaper: Shepard. Shepard: You know who I am? Reaper: Harbinger speaks of you, You resist. But you will fail. The cycle must continue. Shepard: [Help us understand]: What are you talking about? We stopped Sovereign and the geth. We stopped Harbinger and the Collectors. We've earned a straight answer. Reaper: It is not a thing you can comprehend. Shepard: We might surprise you. Reaper: You represent chaos. We represent order. Every organic civilization must be harvested in order to bring order to the chaos. It is inevitable. Without our intervention, organics are doomed. We are your salvation. Shepard: You're killing everyone in the galaxy to save us? Reaper: The cycle must continue. There is no alternative. Shepard: Organics and synthetics don't have to destroy each other! Reaper: The battle for Rannoch disproves your assertion. Finish your war. We will be waiting.

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Joker: So after a hard day spent fighting an evil clone, you know what comes next? Shepard: A nap? Joker: Please. We party down. Wrex: Well, I gotta get going. Things to settle up before I head back to Tuchanka. Always fires to put out when you're in charge, right? Let me know if you wanna hang out or if you're having that party. Joker: See ya! Shepard: Party, huh? Joker: No pressure. No ones gonna make you throw a party. Shepard: [I'll think about it.]: I need to unwind, check out the strip. I'll think on it. Glyph: Just in case, please allow me to provide you with credits for the purchase of any party supplies, Commander. Joker: Okay, EDI and Cortez and Traynor are in. What? Glyph: I have also informed Dr T'Soni about any potential upcoming celebrations. Shepard: Wait, wait! I'm in charge of the guest list. Joker: Yeah, so there's no uninvited button on this thing. Shepard: All right. But if and when I decide to have a party. I invite the rest. Joker: Cortez just invited James, so... Shepard: Right. No promises. Joker: I'm gonna go out and see how much trouble I can get into without snapping a femur. Glyph: Members of your crew have expressed interest in spending time with you, Commander. You can check your private terminal for messages. If you require activities, Silversun Strip has an arcade in addition to the casino. You've also been granted a complimentary pass to the combat simulator. Shepard: Thanks Glyph. Guess I should take advantage of some shore leave myself.

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Garrus: Hell of a party. Well unless you were the host. Didn't end so well for him. Shepard: It wasn't a total loss. Brooks, work with EDI to see if there's anything useful on those drives. Brooks: Here's hoping! I'll let you know what we find, Commander.

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Shepard: Khan, I'm not here to threaten you. We need to talk. Brooks: What the hell? Garrus: And here I had this bad cop routine all planned. Brooks: Commander! There's a deletion order on the terminal. Shepard: Damn it! Brooks: Everything's been wiped. I don't know if it was him, or the killer, or -- When I tripped that alarm, did I screw this up? What are you looking for? Shepard: Mistakes. Thought so. Whoever it was had to do this fast. They wiped the terminal, but not the comm. Brooks: Oh. So we can take the comm back to the safe house to scan it, or ... Mysterious Figure: Elijah. Come crawling back? Shepard: Guess again. Mysterious Figure: You. I see you've recovered from flopping on the floor like a fish. Shepard: You'll need to do better than that. The last guy that trashed talked me was a few kilometres taller than you. Mysterious Figure: Brave. Thought as much, but it won't matter. You have nothing. All you can do is wait for the hammer to fall. Shepard: Why do this? What did I do to you? Mysterious Figure: I'm going to take everything you have and everything you are. Brooks: Damn it! Sorry, Commander. There wasn't enough time to trace the call. Shepard: We're not finished. Pull out the data drives. Brooks: The ones that got wiped? You think we can find something? Shepard: With EDI anything's possible. The sooner we get them to her, the sooner we can track down this threat. Garrus: Hell of a party. Well unless you were the host. Didn't end so well for him. Shepard: It wasn't a total loss. Brooks, work with EDI to see if there's anything useful on those drives. Brooks: Here's hoping! I'll let you know what we find, Commander.

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Shepard: That phone call was pretty damning stuff, How'd you get it? Liara: It involved weapons biometric data, salarian intelligence, and a hanar prostitute with camera implants. Shepard: Seriously? Liara: No, but the truth is boring.

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Liara: We have a lead. I called in some favours to run a trace on the gun. It led me to a casino owner named Elijah Khan. He's been suspected of using his profits to smuggle weapons onto the Citadel. Immediately after the attempt on Shepard's life, Khan made an interesting call. Elijah Khan: I'm cutting you off, I'm returning your down payment now. Mysterious Figure: What's the problem? Elijah Khan: Turn on the vidscreen! When I sell a gun, I don't want it showing up on the nightly news! Mysterious Figure: You won't be linked to me. Elijah Khan: Save it. Our association is terminated. And if you even think of coming after me, I've got info on you ready for prime time, so you ponder that. Khan out. Shepard: So that's our identity thief. Garrus: Looks like he's got an ID disguiser. Those things are a pain in the ass to get around. Shepard: Did you get anything on the mercenaries who attacked us? Liara: They're a private corporation called CAT6. As most of you know, CAT6 is an Alliance nickname for dishonourable discharges. Many have criminal records, histories of steroid abuse, and other charming features. No doubt hired by the thief, not by Khan. Shepard: That phone call was pretty damning stuff, How'd you get it? Liara: It involved weapons biometric data, salarian intelligence, and a hanar prostitute with camera implants. Shepard: Seriously? Liara: No, but the truth is boring. Shepard: [Khan could be an ally]: Khan didn't sound friendly to whoever that voice was. Maybe he'd pass on that info to us. Liara: That would take some extremely smooth talking. If he sees you, he'll probably assume you're looking for revenge. The casino has a panic room. Chances are he'll have gone to ground there. EDI can give us programs to hack the door, but the cameras and guards complicate things. Brooks: Yeah. Khan could disappear or worse. If his guards ever open fire, normal people could get hit. Like I did. Shepard: She's right. We can't risk spooking him. We go in quiet. Small team. No gunplay. Glyph: Dr T'Soni, this evening the casino will be hosting a charity event to assist the war refugees. Liara: Purchase some tickets, Glyph, then call up a layout of the building. Joker: Score. So how close can you get? You don't usually put a back door in a panic room. EDI: This air shaft bypasses the security gate and ends up in storage. From there, the panic room's door camera can be disabled. Kaidan: Still we're talking about a casino. There's gotta be alarms in that shaft. Liara: I believe I have some countermeasures that may help. I'll know more once we're inside. Javik: Who will go in the shaft? They need to be small in size. Wrex: Yeah, that's not me. Too many snacks of roast varren leg. Tali: I suspect my suit's built-in tech would be picked up by security sensors. EDI: My presence in the casino would arouse suspicion. Mechs are not allowed since they can have cheating software. Brooks: What you need is someone trained in zero-emissions tech. No electronics, no metal. Just undetectable polymers. We had a course back at Op-Int, disabling a bomb with these little tweezers. See the bomb was filled with shaving cream... Shepard: All right. You're in. Brooks: What? No. What? Shepard: You said it yourself. We've all got too much tech. Brooks: But... I managed to get shot just coming to talk to you! Now I'm supposed to hack my way into a safe room? Shepard: We'll be backing you up. The second you hit something you can't handle, we'll cover you. Liara: If that's settled, it looks like there's one last hurdle to get us inside. Shepard: Which is? Liara: Black tie required.

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Joker: Okay, Later when this is over and everything's settled, we are gonna talk about this bait thing. Shepard: Nice to see you in action on the car lot. It was... pretty hot. Kaidan: Why thank you. Shepard: What would I do without you? Kaidan: You'll never find out. Tali: Back during my Pilgrimage, I used to walk around near that sushi place and watch the fish through the window. I knew they'd never let me inside, but I'd think to myself, someday, when I've proven my worth to the galaxy. I'll go there for dinner. And then you broke their floor. Shepard: Do they even have food you can eat there? Tali: Not the point, Shepard. EDI: The restaurant attack has made the news. Civilian casualties seem to have been restricted to fish. James: Nothing beats having a krogan bodyguard, huh? I had a buddy like that once. Ah... no, not so much a buddy, really. More of a prisoner who helped us. It's a long story, man. Anyway ... Brooks. She's kinda cute. Think she's on the market? Wrex: Bet you never saw a shuttle get taken down like that before. Heh. I still got it. Garrus: So what was it, Shepard? Five minutes before someone started shooting at you? On the other hand, we get this cool secret hideout to hang out in... unless the bad guys look in the window. Cortez: I'm glad you made it out of that ambush okay. None of us saw that coming. But lesson learned! Never have dinner with Joker. It won't end well. Brooks: I'm going to have to write a report about getting shot. I hear those are really complicated. Shepard: It's faster if you make a template. Brooks: I think maybe you get shot too much.

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Legion: Shepard-Comander. We are prepared to offer assistance. Admiral Raan: What the hell is this? Shepard: Wait, wait -- everybody calm down! Its name is Legion. It helped me destroy the Collectors. The Reapers were using Legion like a signal boost to broadcast commands from the dreadnought. We freed him. Tali: It. We freed "it."

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Admiral Hackett: They fired on the dreadnought while you were on board? Shepard: They were supposed to pull their fleet out safely. Instead... Admiral Hackett: I know. Admiral Gerrel's been causing trouble along the turain border for years. But I cant understand their desperation. We only lost Earth a few weeks back. Shepard: We haven't lost Earth yet. Admiral Hackett: We nee help, Shepard. We need a fleet. And the quarians have the biggest one out there. Shepard: I'll get it, Admiral. Admiral Raan: Your unilateral strike endangered us all! I should charge you with treason. Admiral Gerrel: I was within my authority as admiral of the Heavy Fleet! Admiral Raan: And what of Shepard? And Tali'Zorah? Admiral Gerrel: They escaped unharmed! Shepard, the mission parameters changed. You're military. You understand that. Shepard: [I agree]: You did the right thing. JUst give me a heads up next time. Admiral Gerrel: Thank you, Shepard. I'm glad there's at least one other soldier in the room. I've got to get back to the Heavy Fleet. Raan, we'll talk later. Tali: Bosh'tet. Admiral Raan: You must understand, the geth inflicted heavy casulties before you disabled the Reaper signal. Shepard: You said they have a planetary defense cannon? Admiral Raan: Had. Admiral Koris sacrificed his own ship to destroy it. He crashed-landed on the homeworld. Shepard: The Normandy can assist with rescuce efforts. Admiral Raan: Thank you, commander. I think the worst is over. The geth no longer possess the programming upgrades they had while enslaved by the Reapers. Legion: Shepard-Comander. We are prepared to offer assistance. Admiral Raan: What the hell is this? Shepard: Wait, wait -- everybody calm down! Its name is Legion. It helped me destroy the Collectors. The Reapers were using Legion like a signal boost to broadcast commands from the dreadnought. We freed him. Tali: It. We freed "it." Admiral Xen: This is a fasinating prototype. With some study, I may be able to use it to find a weakness in the geth consensus. Shepard: Legion helped me in the fight against the Collectors. Admiral Xen: So did your pistol. Should I worry about its feelings as well? Shepard: I don't think you want to continue this line of thought, Admiral. Legion is my friend. More importantly, it's our best source of information on the geth. Admiral Xen: The scientific benefits-- Shepard: ... Are off the table. Admiral Raan: What can you tell us about the geth? How will they react without Reaper guidance? Legion: This is a false assumption. You have cut off long-range control, but the Old Machines placed a base on Rannoch for short range direction. Admiral Raan: The geth still have Reaper upgrades? Legion: Correct. They are currently disorganized, but once the short-range signal is in place, they will recover. Admiral Raan: Keelah... I need to warn the fleet. Xen, coordinate with Gerral. Move! Shepard: We need to take out the Reaper base. Where's it located? Legion: Unknown Shepard: Find it. Legion: Understood. We do know the location of a server from which the geth fighter squadrons are controlled. The squadrons are targetting creator liveships. Disabling them will limit casualties. We offer assistance. Shepard: Thanks.

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Joker: Advance teams are away. Hammer's in position and waiting for you guys to clear a path. Normandy's rejoining Sword. Shepard: Stay safe. I'll be back before you know it. Joker: I'll hold you to that. Normandy out. Cortez: We're closing in on the LZ, Commander. Shepard: How's it look? Cortez: Like hell... take a look for yourself. Kaidan: That can't be Earth... Cortez: Shit. We got a lock. Hold on. Damn it! Shepard: Status. Cortez: That was the squad responsible for taking out that defence turret. Shepard: Who's on it now? Cortez: Nobody in the vicinity. All either deployed or shot down. Shepard: Drop us off. Cortez: Ma'am? Shepard: We have to take that thing out before Hammer can land. Cortez: Understood. Shepard: Change of plans, people. We're gonna take out the Hades Cannon. Kaidan: Great. How? Cortez: That downed shuttle would've been carrying heavy weapons. Shepard: Perfect. You heard the man. Once we're clear, make your way to the crashed shuttle. We'll search the wreckage for heavy weapons. Kaidan: I'm right with you.

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Joker: Approaching your position, Commander. Just following the gunfire.

Shepard: Copy that.

Joker: Sorry I'm late. Had to take the scenic route.

Brooks: Scenic route? We nearly crashed four times! Where the hell did you learn to drive?

Joker: And Brooks says hi!

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Kaidan: This was great. Shepard: What? Is it over? Kaidan: Well, what do you suggest? Shepard: [Don't move. This is perfect]: I can't think of anything better than this moment right now.

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Kaidan: Hey, Shepard. I'm starving. What you got? Shepard: We're heading out, Kaidan. Kaidan: We'll just end up back here anyway. Am I right? Trust me. Let me impress you. Shepard: Oh, no. Really? Kaidan: Come on. Shepard: You want me to sit there and watch you cook? Kaidan: You're not watching me cook. You're helping me drink beer. Now sit your ass down. Shepard: What are we having? Canadian delicacy of some sort? Kaidan: Uh, sure. Exactly. We have beef, we have bacon, we have beer. The foods of my people. Wish me luck. Kaidan: You like to cook, Shepard? Shepard: [Actually, I love it]: Roommate on Arcturus taught me. He said eating cafeteria crap 24/7 was bad for morale. Kaidan: Is there anything you're bad at? Shepard: Where'd you learn to cook? Kaidan: Classes at Jump Zero, believe it or not. Young biotics who can't cook for themselves risk starving. Shepard: Did you pass? You're burning the garlic. Kaidan: Sorry. Guess I'm distracted. Shepard: By? Kaidan: I wonder. Kaidan: So? Shepard: We have hot sauce, right? Kaidan: This was great. Shepard: What? Is it over? Kaidan: Well, what do you suggest? Shepard: [Don't move. This is perfect]: I can't think of anything better than this moment right now.

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Gylph: Commander, the other you wishes to pass on a message. Clone: Shepard, save yourself the trouble. Once I have what I came here for, you won't matter anymore. Now go, drone! Deliver it! Merc Lieutenant: Shepard's still alive! Clone: The next person who says that is fired!

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Merc Captain: Razor Squad has arrived. Lets finish this.

Cortez: Heads up! Looks like they're getting serious!

James: Oh yeah, Esteban? So maybe start hitting something for a change.

Cortez: Biggest target I see around here is your mouth, Mr Vega!

Wrex: I've fought banker's tougher than this!

Glyph: Attention, enemy soldiers. You only have a .04 percent chance of winning this encounter.

Merc Trooper: That drone's giving me a migraine!

Liara: He belongs to me!

Merc Trooper: Keep him on a leash!

Liara: Glyph, lower their morale!

Glyph: Attention, enemy soldiers. Your life expectancy is now 15 seconds and dropping. Fourteen, Thirteen. Twelve...

Gylph: Attention, enemy soldiers. Why do you persist in fighting? The Alliance offer a number of benefits and a generous retirement package. After seven years of service, a sabbatical to the planet of your choice can be arranged.

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Shepard: Brooks!

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Tali: Shepard. Wanna drink? I'm toasting Miranda. I think. Shepard: How are you getting drunk? Tali: Very carefully. Turian brandy, triple filtered, then introduced into the suit through an emergency induction port. Shepard: That's a straw, Tali Tali: Emergency induction port. It's actually getting a little harder to get it into the slot. I think that means it's working... She was so rude. What did Jack call her? "Cerberus cheerleader." With her perfect genes, and that attitude, and... And still, she got it done. She stopped her father. Shepard: I didn't realise this would be so hard on you. Tali: I didn't like her. Keelah, she was such a bitch. But I respected her. Sometimes that's better than liking. She did whatever it took to stop her father. She never gave into him. Never changed herself to please him. Shepard: Ah Tali: Don't "Ah" me! You sound like a vorcha. Shepard: Seeing a bit of yourself in Miranda fighting her father? Tali: I spent my life trying to live up to him, then making up for his mistakes, doing what he'd have wanted. Shepard: It's never that easy. Tali: When do we get to stop reacting to our parents and start living for ourselves? Shepard: The answer to that one's at the bottom of that glass. Tali: I might need help with the induction straw. Port. You know. Shepard: Her's to Miranda. Tali: Nice Job, you genetically perfect Cerberus cheerleader bosh'tet. Keehal se'lai.