Apr 1, 2013
((one more from earlier's games! I was czar for this one and nearly misclicked I was laughing so hard. That was some dinner!))
seen from China
seen from Hong Kong SAR China
seen from Malaysia
seen from Austria
seen from Türkiye
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from China
seen from China
seen from Ukraine
seen from Saudi Arabia
seen from United States
seen from Moldova
seen from Saudi Arabia
seen from United States
seen from South Korea
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from China
((one more from earlier's games! I was czar for this one and nearly misclicked I was laughing so hard. That was some dinner!))
damndestthing started following you
Ghala tilted its head at the Quarian, its greeting automatic. "Creator. Can this unit be of service?"
damndestthing started following you
"Ah! Kal'Reegar, It's good to see you! I hope you're doing okay?"
damndestthing replied to your post: Fuck, I need a drink… Or a punch in the gut....
[Text] Hey, I see you there. You’re the one who has to put up with that salarian right? [Text] Name’s Kal’Reegar. Getting over a damn infection. [Text] Guys a piece of work aint he?
[TEXT]: I'm not even going to bother asking how you got my number....
[TEXT]: Yeah, I do. Jackass son of a... female born outside a breeding contract.... fuck. Just doesn't flow the way son of a bitch does.
[TEXT]: I'm Dalen. Or Nal, I guess. You have to put up with him too?
damndestthing | sirena mares
Huerta Hospital has become one of the central and most important points in the war against the Reapers. Every days hundreds of injured soldiers and refugees seek the healing contained within its halls. With the growing wave of the sick and injured, Huerta has made a shout out for able-bodied volunteers.
Many civilian organizations replied to Huerta's call, and offered their own to help. And at very early morning - or at least it is for Sirena's biological schedule- she was found hurriedly pushing a tall cart filled with stacks of plates of food through the hall. Each patient was expecting their breakfast, and she knew than everybody else how grumpy someone can get when they are hungry. Especially when they are sick, injured, and hungry.
After hours of delivering food, she finally was at the last trek of her mission. The last room. Taking the last plate from the top shelf of the cart - which, ashamed to say, required use of her biotics to reach- Sirena knocked on the door, waiting for the patient's reply, with his or her food in her hands.
damndestthing started following you
... You're one of the two things I don't really expect to see on Noveria too often. Quarians and krogan. Can I help you?