#azurebiotic

[cargoholdb]

@azurebiotic

"Commander Shepard?" The C-Sec Officer approached the man when he spotted him making the round down in the Holding Area. "Frank Sanders... C-Sec Security." He introduced himself. "Thanks for your time, Commander. I think we recently received someone of your interest with the latest evac transport."

[spectrerisen]

“ oh, holy shit---  are you alright? ”  concern creases her brow, although there’s a grin tugging at her lips.  “ i’m not gonna lie...  that was pretty cool, actually... “  // @azurebiotic​

[managone]

@azurebiotic​ heart for starter

❝ ARE ALL VORCHA SO CRANKY ? That one threatened to break my camera, I'm only taking scenic photos ! ❞ she pouts. It’s only because she’s in the presence of the Commander that Gwen behaves herself, not wanting to cause a scene especially since it was only an empty threat. Her camera was fine but she’s definitely holding it closer to her chest for the time being. At least until Shepard’s business was done and they were back on the Normandy where she could safely put it away.  ❝ Ass. ❞

[mudskip-muses]

Closed RP - azurebiotic

@azurebiotic liked for a starter! (X)

Garrus didn’t think it was possible, but every time the Normandy docked at Omega he managed to hate the place more. The lower levels rife with the poor and sick, and just above them there were thugs, murderers and other such undesirables throwing their money at strippers that didn’t give a shit about them, and making deals that were sure to screw the lower class even more. Some days he was tempted to prove all the mercs wrong and come back as Archangel to lay waste to them all, but if he did that then who would watch out for the human next to him?

Said human was leading the way through the markets, having given everyone a few hours shore leave while he sifted through the junk for some part the engineers had asked him to look for. Garrus chose to follow Shepard on his shopping trip, after all he did know Omega best, so who could be better to make sure they didn’t get kicked off the station?

Speaking of which, Garrus eyed a batarian that had been following them since they docked, and he doubted the guy just wanted an autograph. “Shepard,” He tapped the man’s shoulder to get his attention, pretending to show him something on his omnitool as he leaned in close so no one could overhear. “There’s at Batarian at your 3'oclock. He’s been following us since we got here.”

Garrus shut down his omnitool, moving to the other side of Shepard to pick up a random part from the pile, making like he was showing it to him so the Commander could get a better look without tipping the batarian off. “Try to stay out of trouble if he comes over here, alright? I’m talking as minimal bloodshed as you can manage. Think you can handle that?”

[biotichearted]

“I don’t know if I can do this.”

Her voice was small, smaller than she’d ever remembered it sounding, but how could it not be? She wasn’t the smallest of the biotic students rescued from the academy, but she was certainly one of the only ones who’d never really expected to go into any sort of military service after graduation.

But this was bigger than everyone. Bigger than her fears, bigger than her classmates’ fears, bigger than every single person she had ever known or had yet to meet.

And right now, she was watching the commander quietly, waiting for transport, tugging on the braid hanging over her shoulder.

“I want to. But I just... I don’t know.”

starter for @azurebiotic​

[warfraught]

It was no secret to anyone who knew her that Aislynn was a workaholic. Even recovering, even exhausted, she pushed herself past what she probably should. Which was exactly the case right now, sitting on a bench, taking long, steady breaths as her chest felt like it was on fire.

Honestly, this was more frustrating than anything. Recovery took time, true enough, but did it have to be this long?

Her head tilted a bit at what she thought was someone asking a question, and letting out a deep breath, she pushed herself up with her hands on her knees, rolling her head back slightly.

“I’m fine. Nothing to worry about. Just taking a breather.”

starter for @azurebiotic​

[begrudgingmartyr]

@azurebiotic

"You need to eat."

Lia had always been something of a mother hen, fussing over everyone and everything on the Normandy, and for the most part, it had always done something good for the morale of the crew as she huffed and puffed over people's needs and problems.

And her brother was never spared any of it.

Even now as she hovered over him, eyebrows furrowed and her freckled face tight with concern and looking two seconds away from shoving the food into his mouth herself.

"John."

Her southern twang hit a new octave as she willed with her eyes for him to give in to her heavy-handedness.

[codenamearchangel]

⭐️ — sun, moon, & rising signs, if known 💭 — MBTI and/or enneagram, if known ❓ — three adjectives that describe you ❤️ — what are some of your best qualities?

Munday Asks! (accepting)

⭐️ — sun, moon, & rising signs, if known

Sun: Cancer, Moon: Libra, Rising: Aries

💭 — MBTI and/or enneagram, if known

INFP and Type 7 Wing 8

❓ — three adjectives that describe you

Talkative, purple (hair), and creative? I BLANKED ON WHAT AN ADJECTIVE IS.

❤️ — what are some of your best qualities?

I'm a pretty fast learner, which comes in handy when I'm trying to learn a new skill or a new job. I also speak very clearly and enunciate words well when I'm not having weird brain farts, which happens sometimes.