#knowhumility

[usurxr]

STARTER FOR @knowhumility

   “Bits out, tits out, yeah? You and me. Thinkin’    the same thing, here. I like you, already.”

[laviperae-blog]

//     closed starter for @knowhumility //

           Things were quiet in the base today. 

She was no regular here - her presence ebbed and flowed - but she had visited enough times since the recall to learn the names and faces of most. 

Though, some, she needn’t learn at all.

Leaving from the employee’s kitchen had her momentarily pause in step, all to allow her heel to catch the door an inch before its closure. Instead, she guided it, allowing the latch to gently slip into place - a whisper few would notice above the usual filtering of environmental stimuli, lest one be so enamored by their own paranoia that they need observe each and every sensory detail to an exhaustive extent. She knew well this life produced such broken souls.

         Her attempts at stealth were perhaps in vain however, for as she walked her boots met in audible rhythm with the tiled floor. She mocked herself internally, and almost smiled humorously at her own failed attempts at caution.

But she would not reconsider. 

On so few occasions were it convenient to speak with the man whose name she was already familiar with. - The world she lived in permeated the circles of his family’s empire, and he carried their name even if he desired no longer to associate with the reason it was so infamous to her. A fibrous scar he could not disassociate from. It was for these reasons there was caution in her step; for these reasons she did not want witnesses upon the eve of their meet.

She set a cup upon the table at the Shimada’s left side. A hazy, verdant liquid, emanating a steam which carried with it the smell of bitter, leafy tones, reminiscent of green tea. She hoped it at best a peace offering to better placate the man’s opinion of her disturbing his peace. 

                “You’re the Shimada, aren’t you?”

Spoken softly at least. She knew how coarsely this man could offer his responses, and how cynical he’d grown of the world.

[iingrate]

STARTER FOR @knowhumility

   “Yer a crazy son of a bitch, y’know that?”

McCree groaned, sitting on the concrete as his shoulder, shot with a goddamn arrow of all things, pressed up against the wall behind him. He still found the energy to adjust his hat, however, to glower at the stranger who he assumes shot him for no damn reason.

   “Ya wanna tell me why you go off shootin’ people walkin’ in    the streets, huh? Why yer feelin’ the GODDAMN need to go    ahead and think, ‘Damn. Y’know what I’m in the fuckin’ mood    for? Shootin’ some poor sap who don’t deserve it. Sounds    fuckin’ peachy.’ “

[fourfeetofwhoopass-blog]

@knowhumility needs armor!

     “This should go without sayin’, but the armor I throw ya? Goes over your chest. It’ll help with the cold, at least. And bullets.”

[cheapxshot-blog]

   “ If you grew up in the Yakuza you know how deadly guns are more than anybody. So what in the Sam Hill are you doing runnin’ around with a bow and arrow? ”

@knowhumility

[abiitmanes]

What a scary dude... hope he doesn’t come this way.

[ancdyne-blog]

     “That injury looks quite painful. I should take      a look at that but...will you allow me to do      so? I’d hate for it to worsen.”

     Angela was all for helping people, but she knew fully well that there were people who disliked such gestures. To what extent she was unaware of, but it was something she grew to respecting in her line of work.

@knowhumility

[commanderspectre-blog]

Dossier: The Crime Lord

@knowhumility

Shepard sat at her desk in the loft, looking over the newest dossier forwarded by the Illusive Asshole. She had already recruited Thane and Samara on Illium, was about to go to Haestrom and get Tali when Miranda delivered the dossier at the last moment.

The Crime Lord.

TIM definitely had a flair for the dramatic.

Name: Hanzo Shimada Age: 38 Earth Standard Years Place of Birth: Hanamura, Japan, Earth.

Well, Kasumi might like him.

Current Location: Omega.

Of course he's on Omega.

Proficiency: Master Assassin...

Those were always nice to have around, really fluffy types.

Master Assassin, bowman, and martial artist.

Wait wait. Bowman? As in bow and arrow bowman? How...interesting. 

Suspected but not confirmed biotic abilities tied to extensive tattoo work on arm and upper chest.

Jack would get a kick out of him.

Former head of the Yakuza Shimada crime family dealing with arms trades and illegal substances, left after death of his brother, Genji Shimada. Currently hunted by the remaining members of the organization as well as the Blue Suns.

Fantastic. Reaching over, she touched her personal comms, patching into the bridge.

"Joker," she said, "Set a course for Omega and tell Thane and Garrus to suit up."