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Worked on the next chapter of TLR for the first time in over a year and more than doubled its word count. Granted, it's still below 1k but it went from 300 to 835 so far, so that's something.
Who knows, maybe I can find it in me to crack those 1k yet. Either way, it feels good to be writing Nick and Kaidan again.
Mass Effect Legendary Edition around the corner!! time to redraw my dear Nick Shepard 💖
“Do you think we’re bad people?”
Nick’s eyes shoot wide open. “What?”
“Do you think we’re bad people?” Avory repeats her question, more pointed this time.
She sits in the tub, red water up to her waist. She wrings her hands over and over, displaces the blood. Either way, she remains covered in carnage. Normally, she’s energized after a fight, as if she emerged from the pit reborn with all the energy and zeal of a child. Tonight, she is listless.
He shifts in his seat, inhales a shaky breath of nicotine. “No, I don’t think we’re bad.”
“Really?” Avory cocks her head in his direction. “Because I killed someone tonight.”
“Someone who would have killed you.”
“Not if someone else hadn’t told her to.”
They look away from each other, down at their hands. His smooth and still, hands that did nothing while she glares at hands that bruised and broke, strangled and choked.
Softly, she says, “We left her body in the street to rot.”
“What else could we have done with her?”
“Something else!” Her fists pound water.
Splashes of rose colored water soak his feet.
“Something else.” She whispers.
Nick stares at the side of her face, sullen eyes that bore holes into the wall in front of her. Already, the pit is taking its toll. What started off as wrestling turned to fights for survival, for glory, of which she claimed none. A bath and food was her reward. Life, her only trophy.
He wants to tell her that it’s only temporary. A means to an end. One day, they’ll move on and leave the Reds behind them. But there’s no light at the end of the tunnel yet. The body on the sidewalk could have easily been hers. Another street urchin no one would miss, no authority would trouble himself with, another piece of trash tossed aside.
So he leans over, rests a hand on her shoulder and gives a firm squeeze. He hopes that when they do get to the end, there’s any light left for her at all.
Nick lets Vega get a few punches in on her because she knows he’s pissed with her and she’d rather get that shit out now instead of when it could get him or anyone else killed.
She lets him call her Lola because she’s too shocked to say no.
I’d say she has a soft spot for Traynor because she wasn’t an ass to her, but I honestly think she was just too tired to respond normally
Nick is already very, very done with this war.
Hey @hawkeykirsah, I finished drawing your Allegra Shepard! Hope you’ll like it, she was fun to draw and she’s very pretty!
Aaaaaand here’s a bonus! I had a good day and a lot of fun drawing Allegra, so I decided to draw Nick too! ᕦᵔᗜᵔᕥ (It’s just a portrait and not as special as Allegra though)
Hope you like them and thanks for letting me draw your beautiful Sheps! ᘳ♥ᴥ♥ᘰ
Sunday Snippet
It's been a while since I did a proper Snippet Sunday, and even longer since I did one for The Long Road. Not to mention that it's been a looong time since I last wrote any combat as well, so I'm pretty rusty but still, have a snip.
A streak of biotic energy whizzed past her, tossing the Husks back. Nick moved forward, vaulting over the pipe to move into a more advantageous position. A cannon shot landed not far from her and she rolled out of the way at the last moment, ducking behind what seemed to be a ventilation outlet. Taking a deep breath, she lined up her shot. Together with the drone and quick bursts from her rifle the first Ravager dropped to the ground. Looking for her next target, Nick ejected the empty clip and quickly jammed a new one into its slot. Suddenly, a high-pitched screech filled the air, chilling down to the marrow and making the hair on Nick's arms stand on end. Banshee. No, Banshees. Two of them. Nick swore under her breath, scanning the area for the dangerous opponents. She spotted the first one, quickly emptying the next clip into the corrupted asari, and reloaded. The smell of ozone filled her nose. A powerful wave of biotic energy surged toward the Banshee. Nick fired another three-shot burst, two of which hit the Banshee's head. The first one crumpled to the ground but relief was short. The second one had come dangerously close. Nick sprinted out of the way, barely missing getting hit by another Marauder before diving into cover. She whirled around, bringing her rifle up in a fluid motion, and fired. Still, the Banshee advanced. Vaulting over the next obstacle, Nick gained more distance from the Banshee again, reloading as she went. It had to go down.
The Long Road, Ch. 62
Nick receives the order to meet with Dr. Garret Bryson regarding vital information about the Reapers.
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The Long Road, Ch. 63
The search for Leviathan continues.
Excerpt:
"Are you really sure?" she asked. "If we do this—it might well be fatal." Ann squared her jaw. "I know this. I also know it's the only way we have a chance of getting the information you need. So, yes, I'm sure." Nick nodded brusquely. "EDI, get on that galaxy map and trace the signal. James, stand by to drop the shield." She turned her attention back to Ann. "Ann, James will hold you back while Leviathan is in control of you, is that okay?" Ann glanced at the burly lieutenant. "Yes," she said, looking back at Nick and meeting her gaze steadily, "that is okay." "Let's do this then," Nick said, grimly.
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