*flings a throw pillow at her head*
By “attention” I meant anything except “vicious physical assault”
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*flings a throw pillow at her head*
By “attention” I meant anything except “vicious physical assault”
theforgottenson replied to your post:theforgottenson replied to your...
What are you yammering about, hmm? *nibbles on*
Tch... fuck does it matter? Since when do you listen to my ramblin?
theforgottenson replied to your post: “[text]: Is that suppose to be a threat?”:
[MSG]: aren't we all. I asked myself why he didn't see me for 12 consecutive years.
[MESSAGE] He regrets that, just so you know. He really does. You can't change the past, all you can do is work on the future.
[text]: Is that suppose to be a threat?
[MESSAGE] I'm just saying that you should see him, that's all. I'm not trying to threaten you, Kolyat. He's just...running out of time.
[Dark side meme: Have you ever done something out of anger that you later regretted?]
Shepard rakes a hand through her hair and over her face. "Admiral Hackett asked me to negotiate a treaty with a man named Darius. Something about mining rights for eezo. I don't remember. I don't think I much cared about the reason at the time. I just remember thinking that sending a Spectre to negotiate a simple contract with some lowlife was mighty suspect.
"Turns out the man was quite the egomaniac. Demanded he be called 'Lord' Darius - screaming how the Alliance owed him. Said that if the Alliance wanted to mine on 'his' asteroid, they'd have to fork over money, eezo and equipment for him to produce red sand. And I had to 'ask him nicely.' I think what he actually meant was 'beg.' I don't know, because I blew his brains out with my shotgun barely after he finished that sentence." She smiles, cold and unfriendly and maybe even a little cruel. "Nobody tells me what to do. Nobody."
Her smile fades. "Well... remember when I said something was suspect about the whole thing? I was right. Hackett seemed too nonchalant about an Alliance soldier essentially murdering - because that's what it was, I can admit it - someone because of her potentially wounded ego. Definitely not sincere." Shepard scowls. "That was when I realized that he wanted me to kill Darius." Her fists clench at the mere memory of the realization.
"See, Hackett and the Alliance couldn't actually send one of their own to 'take care of' one of their little problems. I guess they think they're much too moral for that." Shepard says, bitterly sarcastic. "But a Spectre, acting on her "own" authority? ...Well, they can't very well do anything about that now can they?
"Well, when I realized that - realized that I'd been used by someone that I had, until that point, respected... Well..." Shepard trails off unexpectedly, a pensive, faraway look in her eyes - no doubt recalling memories - bad memories, unsavory memories - of a life supposedly left behind. She sighs, and, suddenly, looks very tired. "Let's just say that the more things change in life... the more they stay the same. I guess it goes for people, too."
"Who do I have to kill to get a drink in this place?"
"You could just ask the bartender y'know. Don't gotta kill everyone, heh."
[Meme: Pretend that Kepral's didn't exist, or the Reaper war... If there was one place in the galaxy you could settle down with the assassin, where would you go and why? Would you want kids (if possible)? ]
"Somewhere quiet. Not where I used to live. Too many bad memories, besides. Kahje? Hmm, I've never liked Hanar. But maybe Thane would like to go back. ...Maybe I can buy a moon or something. With a desert. ...yeah, that sounds good. That sounds great, actually.
"Well, I don't really care where, as long as nobody - the Council, the Alliance, Aria, her mom - nobody - fucking bothers me with their bullshit. They can deal with it on their own. And if they can't... well...
"Okay, I'd help. Once. The first one's free. Then they're on their own. They get into trouble again, too fucking bad. The first human Spectre isn't their personal butler.
"As for kids... I've already got a grown-ass Krogan. He counts, right?
Honestly, I've never actually given it much thought. Especially with Kolyat in the picture. (I'm still not sure if he likes me.)
"And I'm not really good with kids... hell, I don't think I could even have them with Thane... but stuff like that you learn as you go... and if Thane - and Kolyat, too, I suppose - were open to the idea - if we were both really sure that that was what we both wanted in our lives... yeah. I could definitely see it."
[Meme: What would be your favorite 'date' that you've ever had with Thane?]
"This was a little while after the Collector Base. Right before I turned myself in. We went to Illium. I had booked a room at one of those apartment hotels for a few days.
"And we just… spent time together. Pretended we were just a couple living in a big city." And not the first human Spectre and a master assassin, trying to make a last ditch effort at normality before the inevitable shitstorm.
"So we did ‘normal’ stuff. Nothing really exciting. We watched vids together. I took him to a beach - well… we snuck into a private beach in the middle of the night, more like - he took me to a concert I had mentioned wanting to see. We took turns cooking for each other. …We ended up ordering in most of the time." Shepard shakes her head, grinning. "Sometimes I would play my guitar, or sing, and he would just listen. Or he’d tell me old folktales, and I would just listen.
"But I mostly remember us just… talking. About us. What we were going to do after everything was over, where we saw ourselves in a few years… if we could see each other starting a life together. You know… stuff every couple talks about when they get serious." She smiles, wistful and sad. "Wishful thinking."