#feliks shepard

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feliks only has lucifer in bm but by the time of the Getting The Gang Back Together™ montage in jack harper must die??? dude’s got two idiots crawling all over him and a third one glowering at him menacingly from the top of the fridge. he attracts stray cats like his hair is made of catnip.

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feliks shepard’s cats, a summary:

lucifer, an idiot ginger tabby tom who likes oatmeal

kitty, a small and cute caliby who sits on shoulders like a parrot

blackfoot, a bastard

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in honor of my splurging on warrior cats nostalgia this summer i’ve decided to give feliks shepard one more cat, a battle-scarred seal point named blackfoot

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i used to have the CUTEST calico kitty, like the kind of pastel calico where the gray patches are also tabby?? calibies. she was really small and really affectionate and she liked to sit on my shoulders. my parents got rid of her when i went to college, WITHOUT my permission and behind my back might i add, cause i was the only one who took care of her and neither of my parents are cat people. i’m still upset about it cause she was the sweetest kitty

anyway to memorialize her i’m giving feliks a second, additional cat who Completely Coincidentally looks exactly like mine used to, is a girl, likes to sit on shoulders, and is very loving and affectionate. and like feliks’s first cat, she was a stray that he fed one (1) time and the next day when he went outside to provide more food she waltzed right into the building. her name is just “kitty” cause feliks ran out of cat names after naming one “lucifer.”

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the talimance cutscene where you confirm to tali you love her cleanses my skin waters my crops alleviates my tendonitis and cures my depression

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No. 17. Grunt and Shepard. Either male or female is fine. Aaaannd shoot.

ayyyy i’m gonna use my feliks shepard cause that’s who i’m working through me2 with atm

17. “Looks like we’ll be trapped for a while…”

Shepard yawned as he left Engineering. They still had a few hours before they got to Omega. Plenty of time for a quick nap.

Just as the elevator doors were closing, a big, meaty, three-fingered hand shot in between them, startling them back open. Shepard raised an eyebrow, then nodded to himself as Grunt came lumbering in after his hand. “Hey, Grunt,” he said, automatically raising a hand to the console again. “Mess hall?”

Grunt nodded with a, well, grunt. “What’re you doing down here, Shepard?”

Shepard shrugged and tapped the button for the crew deck. “I was talking to Tali. We’ll be dropping by Omega to help Samara with something in a few hours, feel like coming along?”

“Only if we get to shoot something this time.” Grunt growled and shook his head as the elevator groaned and started its ascent.

Shepard nodded to himself. Fair enough. The last mission Grunt had gotten brought along on had been a jaunty jog around Illium, running favors for Liara and not getting in fights. He could understand why Grunt might be a little antsy.

Suddenly, there was a creak, and a shriek, and a shudder, and the elevator stopped. Shepard stumbled as the metal box shook, and grabbed hold of the console to stabilize himself. “EDI, what’s going on?” he barked. The AI could hear him in here, right?

Thankfully, yes. “Analyzing... I’m sorry, Shepard, but the elevator has suffered a physical malfunction.”

Shepard stiffened, sharing a look with Grunt. “What kind of physical malfunction?”

“It would appear that one of the gears responsible for moving the elevator has become stuck.”

“Isn’t this ship brand new?” Grunt snapped. Shepard had to agree.

“Engineer Donnelly has complained about slapdash construction of the SR-2 on multiple occasions,” EDI mused. “It is possible this is another consequence of Cerberus attempting to upgrade from the SR-1 in such a short period of time.”

A new voice rose from Shepard’s omni-tool. “That’s what you get when you put a businessman in charge of an engineering project,” Daniels said. “You ask for a rush job, you get a bad job. Don’t worry, Shepard, EDI already told us what’s up. She patched us in to your omni-tool so we can talk. We’ll have you guys out of there in a jiffy.”

Shepard shook his head with a scowl. “Once we get the Collectors taken care of, we’re taking this ship in for going-over with a fine-tooth comb,” he told Grunt, leaning back against the wall and sliding to the floor. “Looks like we’ll be trapped for a while. Hope you weren’t too hungry.”

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facts about Feliks so far:

trained as a combat medic before he pursued the N7 rank

the scar on his face is from his time with the Reds

falls asleep in the mess more often than he cares to admit

pre-Lazarus, has lots of acid burns from Akuze and and has a prosthetic right arm. He’s not sure how he feels about having his arm back post-Lazarus

grew up on the European continent, his first language is Polish which he occasionally lapses into

was raised in an orphanage; as he grew older and the likelihood of adoption dropped, he fell in with the local gangs

headcanon that he and Toombs grew up together and enlisted together; Feliks blames himself for what happened to him.

he’s not ashamed of his criminal history, but refuses to break the law if he can avoid it now that he is somewhat respectable

he sometimes forgets the basics of self-care, such as shaving