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Unidentified Organic Lifeform
Commander Shepard was at the Galaxy map, gun and trigger roughened hands ghosting over the hologram, preparing to plot their next course. To Tuchanka, the homeworld to the Krogans. They were to be dispensing the cure for the genophage--
EDI's voice rang high through the Normandy's levels, "There is an unidenfitied organic lifeform in the shuttle bay, Commander. I have sealed the area, and you will be the only one able to access it. All other crew members are urged to gather in the combat information center, about the galaxy map."
Elli Shepard gritted her teeth, gathering two of her combat squad from the crew levels, donning their armor and weaponry before descending to the bay with the Commander taking point with weapon drawn and held level. She had zero tolerance for unauthorized boarding of her ship, friendlies or otherwise.
As the elevator slid open, the three surged out to find a human by the looks of it, standing in the center of her cargo bay between the Kodiak and the Hammerhead.
"This is Commander Shepard of the SSV Normandy SR-2. You have boarded my vessel in an unauthorized manner," she announced, holding the weapon steady and trained on the unknown person, "Identify yourself or get ready to be forcefully removed from my ship."
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{{ Odd Transmissions }}
The slight squeeze to her shoulder was oddly comforting, she never knew she would be quite fond of touch until she joined the Normandy. The asari offered a nod, "I know we will, Shepard." She stated, glancing down as she fought back the tears that threatened to escape her eyes. "I…know." Liara repeated, more as self assurance than anything. Slowly, her cerulean gaze lifted to meet the commander’s once more. "Thank you, Shepard.."
Elli gently patted her back, offering her a kind smile, not one usually seen on the Commander's face. It was usually rueful or sarcastic, but kindness was a very good tool to have in these difficult times. "It's no problem, Liara. I'm always here if you need anything, alright? No matter what."
{{ Supply Chains }}
"I mean, I’m still Alliance navy, though the council sometimes doesn’t see it that way," she replied with a roll of the eyes and a sigh. The Commander rubbed her eyes for a moment, "Yeah, I see what you’re saying. Lack of sleep and shitty coffee really isn’t making metal capacities function to their highest." She chuckled, “I mean, she’s already being used for that, just with more precious cargo like world leaders and ambassadors and primarchs.”
"Oh yeah, they still boss you around too don’t they?" Tela shook her head, "You get councilors on one end, and Alliance on the other. I don’t know how you haven’t snapped already." She knew politicians weren’t easy to deal with, they way they complained and then sent you off to do something impossible. It was maddening.
"Well, why not take out two tasks with one bullet. Help her out, get your food, you’ll both be square and somewhat happy. Simple solution."
"Unfortunately," she replied with a slight, humoreless chuckle. "Well, the unlimited funding and the massive amount of gun fodder I get to blow up surely helps with the not going AWOL. I just like to imagine the council's heads on particularly nasty baddies. Helps me get through the day."
She pondered it for a moment before nodding curtly, "Sounds like a plan, plus I'm sure we wouldn't have to run with a full crew. Give my team some shore leave."
{{ Prothean Puzzles }}
Liara nodded as the Commander spoke, understanding her concerns. “I believe it’s safe to assume that we are all giving our highest levels of effort for this war. Even is there are tensions among crew mates, it won’t bleed into our determination.” She offers a reassuring glance before the conversation moves on.
"Things are going as well as they can be, Shepard. My terminals are collecting data, with Glyph’s help of course. As long as those actions remain in place, I don’t have a thing to harp about."
"I surely hope so," she replied with a chuckle, tilting her head back a bit to stretch the sore muscles on her neck, stemming from the stress she assumed. Once she heard Liara pause, she returned her head to it's usual alignment to look at her.
"Busy as always, aren't you?" she joked, "Well, don't over work yourself. You should come to the poker game sometime, it's a lot of fun to see Vega and Alenko trying to out bet each other."
PSA: I'm not dead! {Hiatus notice}
{{ Ah, I’m really sorry about my disappearance, guys. I went home for break, got Inquisition, came back to school and am now hardcore prepping for finals in a week.
I will most likely be back after the 17th of December, at the end of the semester.
To a hell of a N7 Day!
My N7 day has passed, but happy N7 day, so say we all.
{{ So, I'm really sorry to everyone who I currently owe replies to, school is kicking me into submission yet again. I'll try and attempt replies sometime this weekend, so I hope to get those done.
Also, I drew this since it is N7 day and all c: }}
Send My Muse "I Licks It I Likes It" For My Muse's Reaction To Yours Licking Their Face
Beauty of the Universe
Sentence Starters {Treasure Planet Edition}
"You’ve got the makings of greatness in ya!"
"There you go: poetry."
"You know I don’t mean a word of it."
"I’m starting to see my life pass in front of my eyes! At least, I think it’s my
life."
”Is it that your body is too massive for your teeny-tiny head, or is it that
your head is too teeny-tiny for your big fat body?”
"I have one more question: is this yours?"
"Spaceport floozies, spaceport floozies-!"
"Don’t you remember? All those stories?"
"Now at last we hear some sense!"
"You have… wonderful eyes…"
"That’s all they were- Stories!"
"Playing games… are we?"
”Oh, yes. Deplorable. Uh - adorable.”
"Can you get nothing wrong?"
"You give up a few things, chasing a dream."
"I’ll make you proud!"
“Oh. Sometimes - plans go astray.”
Mass Effect in Color: Red.
TMI Tuesday. Nothing is off - limits.
Let's Cut to the Chase. I wanna RP. Let's Do It:
Let’s cut to the chase. I wanna RP. You wanna RP. Let’s do it. Don’t be shy. Send in one or more of the following symbols to my ask:
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My muse has been kidnapped for experimental 'research.' After months of searching, yours has finally found mine. How does your muse react to the condition mine is in?
