Ethan "Paladin" Edwards

My dossier briefs: Ethan "Paladin" Edwards Sentinel Training Former Alliance Corsair Former Mercenary Currently: Private Investigator, consultant Currently Residence: Citadel I've loved and lost, I fought some good fights and done some things I wasn't proud of for reasons good and bad, but I'm still around. (Independent Mass Effect OC Face claim is Nathan Fillion)

[paladinedwards]

"I wasn’t on the Citadel when Chora’s was in business; from what I heard though it was a nightmare, I was amazed that C-sec hadn’t taken the business apart as soon as it opened."

[purgatorydancer]

Ze’ev shrugged and his brow wrinkled with a distasteful expression. “I was lucky Purgatory was opening when I arrived on the Citadel, and I made the acquaintance of a bartender working at Purgatory. Chora’s owner made strategic ‘donations’ to C-Sec, and hired rather skilled mercs as bouncers. So long as there were no murders…” He sighed. “At any rate, what is done is done. Purgatory has a reputation to keep, so dealings there are strictly clean, even backstage.”

[paladinedwards]

Ethan nodded and let out a little sound like "mmmm" to indicate that he understood.  Business like that were more common back on Omega, where as long as Aria got her cut, and the storefront was kept mostly clean, a business could literally have skeletons in their closets.  But he knew the same principle could apply in the pristine Citadel.

"Good, there's too much terror in the Galaxy to have to look for it here too."

[paladinedwards]

Ethan was hesitant in providing a description, he still din’t know this woman and wasn’t completely sure he could trust her, besides he already had his own suspicions about what had happened to the both of them the night before and there were a few possibilities about her he was considering; most likely that they were both hunting the same bounty.

"First, tell me something, what is it that you do?"

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Her right eye twitched in slight irritation as she tried not to roll her eyes, “I’m a gun-for-hire, people pay for my services for protection or labor…” Her voice trailed off and her eyes narrowed, looking off past his shoulder in thought. She’d been hired for something, that’s why she’d been at the bar last night. Her gaze rose back to meet his, suspicion making her jaw clench, “Or occasionally to track people down.”

Her stance shifted to be more drawn up, her hands rested on her hips and she stared at him, “If you’re playin’ at this, you got another thing coming buddy. I may deal with a questionable crowd, but I don’t take well to coiners.”

[paladinedwards]

Ethan smiled, he suspected, but confirmation was always a bonus, sure, they were double booked on hunting down the same guy, but as long as they were in the same boat, they might as well paddle.

"I'm a PI, used to be a gun for hire, I guess I still mostly am; just hired by different sorts or people now."

[paladinedwards]

Ethan thought about his past “exploits” in the Purgatory bar, it wasn’t exactly his usual hangout, too much noise, too many lights, it was a bar for visitors and partiers; Ethan usually was only there to survey a target, track someone looking to enjoy the famed night life of the Citadel, or to meet a contact, people who thought that the noise and crowds would mask their presence.

But he did see the show, the armor was a fairly realistic match; and given the number of Asari Commandos he’d fought before that he wanted to see naked, it was a welcome diversion.

"It was a good time, not exactly something you see every day."

[purgatorydancer]

Ze’ev laughed as a hand made an airy gesture. “We try our best. And Boss makes sure the rules are followed: no drugs, sex to raise extra credits is on the side on your own time and not part of the business, and no violence. She treats us well and looks out for the patrons as well. It is better than Chora’s Den, in my opinion. Certainly less hazardous to the dancers.”

[paladinedwards]

"I wasn't on the Citadel when Chora's was in business; from what I heard though it was a nightmare, I was amazed that C-sec hadn't taken the business apart as soon as it opened."

[paladinedwards]

Ethan Started grabbing his clothes off of the floor, he noticed the girl trying her best to avoid looking at him and smirked as he bent over to pick up his pants to give her a little show.

He had hoped that the medical functions of his omni-tool would be able to show him exactly what had happened to him, a quick blood scan should show him how he got so knocked out, but without the omni-tool, that wasn’t possible.  But without the confirmation, he still had a suspicion.  Garrim, the damn thief he was tracking, probably snuck a mickey into his drink.

Ethan was holding his clothes around his waist when Lore offered her name, and looked back up while starting to put underwear on, “Ethan, Ethan Edwards.”

[bioticlore-deactivated20150112]

She huffed when she finally gave up, standing straight as he dressed himself, “Ethan, right.” She repeated his name over several times in her head at different paces until one seemed to stick, E. Than. E-than. She sighed, “Look, I’ve got short-term memory loss, so without my ‘tool I won’t remember a thing. Unless of course you remember something that might cause a spark?”

She fixed her shirt, realized that she’d thrown her bra on a little to hastily while attempting to escape the room and was partially falling out of it. She fixed that too with a little lift and tuck right in front of him. She cleared her throat and met his gaze. If he had the humor to do his little show, she did too. “So, before I forget your name, what exactly were you doing at the bar last night?”

[paladinedwards]

Ethan was hesitant in providing a description, he still din't know this woman and wasn't completely sure he could trust her, besides he already had his own suspicions about what had happened to the both of them the night before and there were a few possibilities about her he was considering; most likely that they were both hunting the same bounty.

"First, tell me something, what is it that you do?"

[paladinedwards]

[paladinedwards]

Ethan thought back to the night before.  ”I know I didn’t drink that much.”  He knew he could have drank enough to put him in a strange hotel with a strange girl and no memory of either.  But he wouldn’t have that night, he was on the job, tracking a thief, and he knew he could keep himself on the ball.

And then a suspicion hit him, he stood up out of the bed, pulling the sheets away and not caring at that moment that they were no longer covering anything and patted down his jacket.  ”Shit, my omni-tool’s gone.”

[bioticlore-deactivated20150112]

Lore instinctively checked her wrist, noticing that her omni-tool had also been taken, the shallow indents of where it habitually sat were barely visible. Mentally, she raged. Without her omni’ - and with her current state of memory - she was practically useless in the effort to remember what had happened, or why she’d even been there. She did remember it had been of some importance. She also remembered that her pants had seemed heavier before. Her hands flew to her hips. Shit! She lifted her arm in an uppercut gesture to show him her bare wrist, her voice seething, “My ‘tool’s gone too. So’s my p….ehem…my piece.”

If her sudden stutter was obvious then so was her shifting eyes as she tried to look anywhere but this naked man’s groin. Surely she’d remember that. And yet she didn’t. Lore wasn’t sure if that was good or bad, and quickly turned in a hastened attempt to look around the room for her things. She glanced back at him, “Name’s Lore. Well, Lorelei, but Lore’s fine.”

[paladinedwards]

Ethan Started grabbing his clothes off of the floor, he noticed the girl trying her best to avoid looking at him and smirked as he bent over to pick up his pants to give her a little show.

He had hoped that the medical functions of his omni-tool would be able to show him exactly what had happened to him, a quick blood scan should show him how he got so knocked out, but without the omni-tool, that wasn't possible.  But without the confirmation, he still had a suspicion.  Garrim, the damn thief he was tracking, probably snuck a mickey into his drink.

Ethan was holding his clothes around his waist when Lore offered her name, and looked back up while starting to put underwear on, "Ethan, Ethan Edwards."

[paladinedwards]

Ethan chuckled and thought back to his times at the Purgatory bar, “I think I saw that show, she was just pulling the armor plates off piece by piece.  And a dry Kimono would be better than a soggy anything.”

[purgatorydancer]

"The rifle in that show is one that no longer works. No thermal clip can be put in it, and it was re-finished so it looks like new. The girls who do the Commando show simply enjoy having that element which not many people expect on their first time viewing it." He shrugged as if to say ‘to each their own’. "And what was your impression, Sere Edwards, on seeing the show?"

[paladinedwards]

Ethan thought about his past "exploits" in the Purgatory bar, it wasn't exactly his usual hangout, too much noise, too many lights, it was a bar for visitors and partiers; Ethan usually was only there to survey a target, track someone looking to enjoy the famed night life of the Citadel, or to meet a contact, people who thought that the noise and crowds would mask their presence.

But he did see the show, the armor was a fairly realistic match; and given the number of Asari Commandos he'd fought before that he wanted to see naked, it was a welcome diversion.

"It was a good time, not exactly something you see every day."

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⚠ - An emergency text

[MSG; Ethan]: Please, hurry. I am in need of assistance!

[paladinedwards]

[paladinedwards]

"Oh, I’ve worn the odd form fitting piece of clothing, but I’ve usually got armor on over it."  he extended his hand to the Drell, shaking it and swatting at his clothes to try and purge some of the water, "Ethan Edwards."

[purgatorydancer]

The dancer nodded, a playful smile on his lips at Ethan’s attempts to get dry. But he graciously accepted the hand and shook it. “I find such is the case with many people these days.” Ze’ev had personally never worn armour for his kills. Not even on the stealth missions, as opposed to his seductive ones. It was always simply form-fitting clothing.

"You will find armour only on the bouncers at Purgatory, unless one of the Asari girls does a Commando act," the Drell continued. He shrugged easily at this fact, unfazed. "The rest…well, I mentioned form-fitting clothing. Actually…I might still have some kimonos from when there was a Japanese theme…"

[paladinedwards]

Ethan chuckled and thought back to his times at the Purgatory bar, "I think I saw that show, she was just pulling the armor plates off piece by piece.  And a dry Kimono would be better than a soggy anything."

[paladinedwards]

"I know I was supposed to be doing something else.  And by the looks of things…"  Ethan looked around over the somewhat cheap hotel room, and the pretty girl in it.  "By the looks of things I didn’t get them done."

"But all things being equal, I think it turned out okay."

[bioticlore-deactivated20150112]

She recognized his flirting and relented in the tiniest of smiles as she looked him over, “I suppose it could have gone worse. Definitely could go without the killer headache though.” Her head throbbed but she still brought up the bright display of her omni-tool in an attempt to figure out what she had been doing…before this. She groaned, “Damn, I didn’t think I drank that much.”

[paladinedwards]

Ethan thought back to the night before.  "I know I didn't drink that much."  He knew he could have drank enough to put him in a strange hotel with a strange girl and no memory of either.  But he wouldn't have that night, he was on the job, tracking a thief, and he knew he could keep himself on the ball.

And then a suspicion hit him, he stood up out of the bed, pulling the sheets away and not caring at that moment that they were no longer covering anything and patted down his jacket.  "Shit, my omni-tool's gone."

[paladinedwards]

Ethan grinned nervously and rubbed the back of his head, then tried to shake the water off of his limbs so the poor keeper who would have to be responsible for the small flood he had introduced to the floor wouldn’t be too put out.  ”That would be great, my office is at the other end of the presidium, and I’m not sure if I have a change of clothes there.”

[purgatorydancer]

For a brief, amusing moment, Ze’ev envisioned the man before him in one of the dancer’s flowing shirts and tight leather breeches, or a camisole and shorts. Definitely an amusing moment.

"Sadly, all I can offer is materials with which to dry yourself." He chuckled in the wake of those images and shook his head as he indicated for Ethan to walk with him. "We are not of like build, you and I. Neither do I think leather form-fitting clothing is quite your style, sere. Ah, and I am Ze’ev Chanani, by the by."

[paladinedwards]

"Oh, I've worn the odd form fitting piece of clothing, but I've usually got armor on over it."  he extended his hand to the Drell, shaking it and swatting at his clothes to try and purge some of the water, "Ethan Edwards."

[bioticlore-deactivated20150112]

Lore blinked and looked up to stare at him, unsure if she’d even do…no, they couldn’t have. Could they? Her clothes were pretty disheveled. Did she get that drunk? The inner, more lecherous part of her brain shrugged, he’d have only improved with alcohol. And yet, with her biotics burning through the booze, that didn’t explain why her head hurt so much now. But he seemed decent enough, and just as confused as she. “Last night’s a pretty big blank for me too. I think…I think I was suppose to be doing something though…”

[paladinedwards]

"I know I was supposed to be doing something else.  And by the looks of things..."  Ethan looked around over the somewhat cheap hotel room, and the pretty girl in it.  "By the looks of things I didn't get them done."

"But all things being equal, I think it turned out okay."

[paladinedwards]

Ethan flicked his hand, spraying water away from Allison so the hand she shook would be somewhat dry.  ”They wish.”  He extended his hand towards her and held it out, “Ethan, I’m a PI, and I do consulting work.  And biotics attract attention, at the very least I should have a face to work with out of this.”

[itsnthefrakkinship-deactivated2]

"Nice to meet you. Though.. wish it were under better circumstances," she smiled as she met her hand to his. "A PI huh? Well you certainly have good reasoning. Not too many even practice their biotics in the open like that.” She rubbed the back of her neck. “Despite my curiosity about what brought you into this situation, I’m sure you’d much rather answer them when you’ve got a set of dry clothes on.”

[paladinedwards]

Ethan involuntarily let out a shiver as he was reminded of exactly how cold it was in his wet clothes.  He started rubbing his arms to work some friction to get the water off.  "Dry clothes would be nice, my office is a few blocks away, I think I have a change of clothes there."

[paladinedwards]

Ethan helped as he was heaved out of the water, explaining that “the swim is unusual, but the rest is pretty par for the course.” 

He smiled at her offer of clothes and looked her up and down, while he dripped on the mixture of metal and ceramics that made up the Citadel’s floor.  ”They’re not really my cut either, I don’t have the hips.”

[itsnthefrakkinship-deactivated2]

"So what are you, C-Sec?" Allison glanced at him once more, noticing his casual clothing. "Off duty, perhaps?"

She couldn’t help but laugh. “Cold and soaking wet and still able to make jokes.” She turned to look down the street. “Looks as though your criminal is long gone, though. If I would have seen her myself, I’d have helped,” she shrugged. “I’m Allison by the way,” she added, turning to look at the man again.

[paladinedwards]

Ethan flicked his hand, spraying water away from Allison so the hand she shook would be somewhat dry.  "They wish."  He extended his hand towards her and held it out, "Ethan, I'm a PI, and I do consulting work.  And biotics attract attention, at the very least I should have a face to work with out of this."

[paladinedwards]

Ethan ran his fingers through his hair, rapidly shaking his follicles to shake the water away and he smiled at the Drell who provided him a helping hand.

"It’s not exactly a secret, although it’s a little embarrassing.  I was pushed."

[purgatorydancer]

"It is less embarrassing a reason than tripping would be." He chuckled and let bright green eyes rove over Ethan critically. Yep. The man was soaked. A soft sigh escaped as Ze’ev beckoned to the stranger. "You should get dried off. Unless you have someplace closer, I can give you some towels at Purgatory." He was as willing to invite the man to his apartment, but was aware most people didn’t do that sort of thing. You know, invite people to your home at first meeting.

[paladinedwards]

Ethan grinned nervously and rubbed the back of his head, then tried to shake the water off of his limbs so the poor keeper who would have to be responsible for the small flood he had introduced to the floor wouldn't be too put out.  "That would be great, my office is at the other end of the presidium, and I'm not sure if I have a change of clothes there."

[paladinedwards]

"hmm, I’mm up, what’d I miss?"

[bioticlore-deactivated20150112]

"Ooooh shit."

It was all she could say as she froze in the entryway of the hotel room. She closed her eyes for a moment as a wave of drunken nausea welled in her throat.  When Lore opened her eyes, confirmed that the partially naked man was indeed awake, she furrowed her brows in confusion and rubbed her throbbing head.

"Uh, I’m so sorry," she stumbled back towards the door, "I have the wrong room."

[paladinedwards]

He looked over at the girl as she was easing her way out of the room.  "Don't worry, I'm not going to bite... unless I did earlier.  Last night has a few blanks."

[paladinedwards]

Ethan smiled and stretched his hand out of the pool, pushing himself on the pool’s edge enough to give her a bit of help. “That would be much appreciated, this pool isn’t heated.”

[itsnthefrakkinship-deactivated2]

Allison helped him out of the water, glancing him over as he stepped out. “Is this out of the ordinary for you? Fighting crime on the Citadel? Taking a swim afterwards?” she joked, wiping her now wet hands on her pants. You must be cold. I’d give you a change of clothes but..” she looked down at herself, “I don’t think they’d fit.”

[paladinedwards]

Ethan helped as he was heaved out of the water, explaining that "the swim is unusual, but the rest is pretty par for the course." 

He smiled at her offer of clothes and looked her up and down, while he dripped on the mixture of metal and ceramics that made up the Citadel's floor.  "They're not really my cut either, I don't have the hips."