#illusivegod

[paragon-soldier-blog]

Dying Meme: I'm sorry it had to end this way, Shepard. You fought well, you really did. But I've won. And I'll take it from here.

Bastard . . .

[bannteagans-archived]

So I made a little Illusive Man gif. This was fun to make. uwu

[spectrewolf]

[[YOU'RE A FANTASTIC SHEPARD OKAY DON'T DOUBT THAT]]

[hgfchgvha bdn,sf

TIM-mun please. ;A; But thank you. And I enjoy all of our interactions especially with Shane's background.]

[ashes-and-ivory]

Opinion about me and the work I have you do.

[pre-coup]

” You have been very professional though perhaps a bit…over zealous with your assignments for me. You seem to have more faith in my abilities than I do. Although some of the information I am not sure why you would need…like docking rotation grids. Why you need to know when cargo arrives at the Citadel. It’s …a bit odd to me. “

[post-coup]

” Your face would look lovely with an omni-blade through it. How is that for an opinion? ”

[spectrewolf]

Illusion. [[Cuz that's my go-to for this meme]]

Peace.

[spectrewolf]

Mein Freunden

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elementnought

illusive-god

codenamerook

amasterthief

commanderemelineshepard

roleplayingconfessionsfromrpers

garrusvakarianhere

operativegaley

[ashes-and-ivory]

And At His Left Hand;; [Operative Three & Rhea]

It wasn't often clients requested to remain anonymous until their arrival--but it did happen. Anonymity was very important to some; something that Rhea understood quite well.  She wasn't sure what the order of business was to be exactly--but as always she donned her best. Alabaster skin shown stark against the deep red of her dress. The grown came up high along her neckline but dropped low in he back, giving a window to the smooth skin and soft curves. Her hair weaved into a bun atop her head and out of her face; gold embellishments flickered brightly in the light.  The buzzer sounds on her door, causing the woman to wince--a headache that she can't seem to get rid of partially numbs her head. Taking in a few deep breaths to calm her nerves she walks to the door, heels clicking lightly on the way. A finger lingers on the button to open it; a small wave of nervousness crashes over her again as it's pressed---she's not sure whats going to be waiting for her on the other side. 

[spectrewolf]

[[These are great]]

[Danke!]