#reigler

[juleshawke]

Merry Christmas

Have you been naughty or nice, want to sit on Santa’s lap. Me and my boys wish everyone a merry Christmas and happy new year.

It’s not perfect but it’s presentable. Rendered in DAZ3D.

[vorchagirl]

@juleshawke knows how much I've been wanting to get my hands (and lips) on Reigler the oh-so-hot N7 from her incredibly mind bendingly good fic Surviving Hell On Earth. (YOU NEED TO READ IT!)

... looks like I finally can!

Thank you for the amazing birthday present! I looooove it!!!

[juleshawke]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 38/? Fandom: Mass Effect Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: James Vega, David Anderson, Original Male Human Character(s), Female Shepard (Mass Effect) Additional Tags: War, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Romance Summary:

Sargent Matt Stokes was part of Vega's team responsible for Shepard but when the Reapers arrived only Vega and Shepard made it off Earth. All Stokes has to do now is survive but he's once more given a task he never expected and he'll be damned if he doesn't give it his all. Bioware owns all things Mass Effect. Stokes and OCs are all mine.

Reblogging for those who missed the previous post.

Have a snippet -

‘Why couldn’t these mercs help fix things instead of being assholes?’ Stoke cursed as he hid behind a tree and sent out a drone.

‘Careful who you’re calling an asshole,’ Massani grumbled in his ear.

‘You’re not a merc any more Massani,’ Anders amused voice made Stokes grin, ‘you’re one of us now.’

‘Not bloody likely, no goddamned way I’m putting on a uniform.’

‘How we doing, Stokes,’ Reigler pulled them back on track.

‘I’m reading a dozen outside and around fifty or more inside, maybe more. They’re all huddled together so it’s hard to tell.’ He had Tracy to thank for the upgrade to his thermal scanners. which were also being used to find buried survivors. He was so proud of her. ‘I’m also picking up a large group huddled in what looks like a basement. I’m guessing that’s where we’ll find the people they’ve taken.’

‘I found the tunnel entrance,’ Buckner broke in, ‘half a click west of your position. Sending in a drone.’ One of Dawson’s team who had lived in the area told them about the tunnel. Built during a time when the owner might have to flee if he got on the wrong side of politics.

The mercs had made themselves at home in a half destroyed castle north of London, helping themselves to whatever they could find and capturing people wandering the area looking for help. They’d set up their own little kingdom, had shuttles and weapons, more resources than they should have and a well organised set-up. Major Coats wanted them stopped, sending several squads under Reigler’s command. Plus they’d raided the refugee camp set up about two kilometres away. Taking medical supplies and more people.

Stokes switched to visual scanners. ‘There’s a lot of firepower. I count six turrets, four on the ground and two on the roof. Assault rifles, rpgs, mortars and what looks like an old cannon.’

‘A cannon,’ Anders scoffed, ‘doubt it still works.’

‘Can’t take the chance, Callan, on my go take out that cannon and as many turrets as you can,’ Reigler said, receiving an affirmative reply from the cloaked shuttle above the trees. ‘You all know your mission, let’s get this done. Buckner is the tunnel clear?’

‘Looks like it, drone made it all the way to a wooden door.’

‘Move out, wait for my go.’

The forest around the castle provided excellent cover and Stokes thought it laughable the mercs hadn’t taken it into account. But what if they had.

‘This is too easy.’ Reigler had been reading his mind apparently

[juleshawke]

Reblogging this for @naromoreau who was asking about working in DAZ3d. Reigler started as a Genesis 3 model and I went from there.

Say hello to my OC Arron Reigler, part of Anderson’s team from my fic Surviving Hell On Earth  - the story of what’s happening on Earth while Shepard gathers help. He’s N7, a sniper/infiltrator. Yes he needs a haircut but hey - there’s a war on.

More info and larger image here  created in Daz3D, finished in Photoshop (background). Background is my screenshot.

[juleshawke]

Surviving Hell On Earth

https://archiveofourown.org/works/2800802/chapters/44717917

Have updated my fic but for some reason can’t link through AO3

Anyway, have a snippet -

‘In position to breach,’ Buckner said in their ear.

‘Roger. Breach now.’ Reigler hooked his ascender onto the line and they followed his lead as it lifted him up the wall.

Clambering over the top had his heart pounding and his hands shaking, they could walk straight into weapons fire if the mercs had expected a roof breach. Thankfully they hadn’t which made him chuckle, they could have mowed them all down from here and stopped the incursion before it began. Sloppy, very sloppy. They slipped through the guard entry into the castle proper, their boots making soft echoes on the old stone as they wound their way down the spiral stairs of a tower.

Reaching the bottom Reigler indicated for him to go left while he went right. With a drone ahead of him he crept along the corridor with two marines behind him. A door opened and a woman wearing a tattered white lab coat stepped out, she opened her mouth to scream. His drone reacted faster, shocking her into silence. Rushing forward he caught her as she fell, laying her out on the floor and checking for a pulse. He found one.

He blew out a relieved breath. The last thing he wanted was to kill a civilian, if that’s what she was. He reached for the datapad she’d dropped, flicking through the screens, his eyes widening at what he found.

‘Take care of her,’ he ordered and the marines made quick work of tying her hands and covering her mouth.

Stokes stepped through the door she’d come out of and stopped. His arms trembled as he stormed across the room to the multiple beds with people strapped onto them. Not only humans. Krogan, asari and turian. Someone needed to die. His armoured fingers cracked the datapad in his hand.

[juleshawke]

Did a gift render for @naromoreau of her two favourite fictional men, Commander Arron Reigler and Jeff ‘Joker’ Moreau. Now that she has it I can share it here -

Done in DAZ3D and XPS, post work in Photoshop

[luniz-blog]

Happiness is an attitude. We either make ourselves miserable, or happy and strong. The amount of work is the same.

Francesca Reigler