Jaal: Would you like to hear a…I think Liam called it a “knock knock joke”?
Gil: I’m more of a dark humor kind of guy.
Jaal: Oh, okay.
Jaal: *turns the lights off*
Jaal: Knock knock.
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Jaal: Would you like to hear a…I think Liam called it a “knock knock joke”?
Gil: I’m more of a dark humor kind of guy.
Jaal: Oh, okay.
Jaal: *turns the lights off*
Jaal: Knock knock.
Project Pretty
the standard recruit edition of mass effect andromeda is 12$ on the PS Store, it has the base game and a turian multiplayer pack, this is an insanely low price for such a good game
the sale is on till may 28th
Ryder: [clicks pen]
Gil: [clicks pen in response]
Cora: Stop that.
Gil: Stop what?
Cora: You’re talking about me in Morse code.
Ryder: Yes, that’s what we’re doing. In our very limited free time from terraforming an entire galaxy, we studied old vids about a very outdated, very unnecessary form of communication just so we could talk about you in front of you.
[later talking to Drack and Liam]
Ryder: That’s exactly what we did.
AAW Day 6: Crossover Day
You can read this and the other AAW days on Ao3 here.
“Step right up! See the holostatue of Commander Shepard!” says the computer.
I’m Commander Shepard and this is my favorite shop on the Citadel.
Alistair laughs to himself. Out here in Andromeda these projections of Earth’s famous people don’t really seem applicable, but everyone likes a hero. Of course, Shepard has been dead for 600 years. It’s strange; the moment Alistair woke up from cryosleep, he realized his life would never be the same again. He felt the same: same face, same teeth, same weirdly uncontrollable hair… but he was suddenly one of the only humans in a whole new galaxy.
In the year that has passed since then, he’s found a place. He works as an assistant engineer on a small cargo ship, delivering medical supplies to the outer rim worlds. When he isn’t working, he spends his time on the Nexus or studying on Havarl. He has a dream of someday being a history professor… back on earth he studied medieval civilizations. He even LLARPed once. But right now, engineers are more vital than teachers… and he’s good at math... so with that in mind, he attends a seminar on the Nexus.
As the classroom fills, Alistair tries to look approachable. He wants to get a nice desk mate, not some insane person. As it turns out, no one wants to sit next to him. He winds up with a whole desk to himself. He spreads his things out over the uneven surface and waits. Suddenly, the lights flick out and a voice echoes from the back of the hall. He turns.
“Welcome, everyone,” says someone. His voice is bright and kind. Before Alistair even gets a good look at him, he likes him. “Thank you for attending this seminar. I appreciate the great turnout. If everyone could silence their coms, that would be great. I’m Professor Brody—you can call me Gil.” He alights behind the podium just as he stops talking and smiles.
Alistair realizes his mouth is hanging open. He blinks. Gil—it’s the simplest name he’s ever heard but he loves it. Gil—it might be his new favorite word. Gil, Gil, Gil.
“Just so I can get a sense of the room, who here is already working in an engineering capacity?” asks Gil.
Alistair raises his hand; as it turns out, he’s one of the only ones.
Gil points to him, “You. What’s your name?”
Alistair opens his mouth to introduce himself; his voice almost refuses to work. “Al—Alistair,” he manages. His voice cracks on the second try. Perfect.
“Well, welcome, Alistair,” says Gil. He laughs gently as approaches the edge of Alistair’s desk and extends his hand. “I’m glad you’re here.”
They shake. Alistair stares up into Gil’s face with equal parts excitement and trepidation. He knows Gil is just being friendly, but it feels like something else too.
“Thank you, everyone…” Gil amends, looking around the classroom.
Alistair blushes, and tries to pull his hand away, but Gil resists. It’s just a second—almost an imperceptible change—but it’s there. And that’s when Alistair knows: everything is about to change.
Gil Brody, he broke my poor Sara Ryder’s heart :/ Scott’s a lucky bastard
It figures that they would decide to not pursue a further Mass Effect: Andromeda story line through games just when I finally found a character who wants to settle down, have a family. Like. I was so excited to see where it could go. Now I am broken and destitute.
I like to think Gil leaves small notes for Scott to find on his side of the Nomad before each mission. Scott leaves small tokens for Gil to find on the dash or seat after they return. Maybe I'm just sappy like that.