Liara. I uh, got a problem...
"Oh Grunt, what can I do to assist? Actually, perhaps you should inform me of what this 'problem' might be."
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Liara. I uh, got a problem...
"Oh Grunt, what can I do to assist? Actually, perhaps you should inform me of what this 'problem' might be."
"Buy this game sis, it has character development and lesbians. You love lesbians."
My brother, when persuading me to buy Mass Effect.
"Shepard. My blood is boiling. When are we killing next?'
"Our missions aren't always focused on killing, Grunt. Although they end up that way a lot these days, don't they?"
"No, and to be honest I don’t care that much. You two were studying Prothean artifacts. I was just expecting someone else Legion.
"We do not understand. Prothean artifacts are fascinating to observe. Perhaps you should join us, your opinion might be changed. Personal views aside, who was it you expected?"
Stronger || Liara and Grunt
Liara wasn't expecting Grunt to be so impressive. Frankly, there wasn't really another word to use to explain the tank-bred krogan. He was strong and able, but still managed to be somewhat friendly. He reminded her of Wrex in a way. "You really have leadership qualities I've only ever seen once before, Grunt. I must say, you were not what I was expecting."
[if you peeps wanna be kind, follow my little brother at pure-krogan and help him get acquainted with roleplaying!]
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☢- Our muses during a radioactive breakout.
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"WARNING. WARNING. DRIVE CORE CONTAINMENT FAILURE. PLEASE VACATE THE ENGINEERING DECK IMMEDIATELY."
"Aw, hell."
Half-in, half-out of her armor, fumbling with the seals on her helmet, Jenna slammed through the door of the Normandy's portside cargo bay. "Grunt!" she snapped. "Come on, wake up, damn it, this whole deck's about to get fried."
purekrogan started following you
*blinks, by now somewhat used to the odd characters that have turned up but still what is that*
...Uh...Hello...