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@vsself / starter.
the monotonous state of his vast home is rather calming; omori basks in it, lying on the ground with his sketchbook laid out in front of him. upon his reawakening, it was evident there has been too much change recently, and too quickly. it taxes on omori—frustration could best describe his reaction to everything, but wouldn’t be fully accurate. omori halts, his pencil hovering in midair above the paper of his sketchbook. he hopes the white door will appear sometime again too. another thing to ask about. he dislikes being unknowledgeable here.
omori brings down the pencil, artfully scribbling out the head of the ambiguous figure he’d just drawn. he stares at it. red would have been a better color. empty eyes then snap to the right, gaze locking on the figure nearby. omori turns his head to follow his stare, watching. then he remarks. even in headspace, his was never outright speech, instead similar to a fleeting thought; yet it always seemed ever-slightly different.
it has been a bit, dreamer. omori shifts his attention back to his sketching, twitching his hand in order to rock the pencil back and forth. are you enjoying yourself, then?
@vsself
There has to be a dozen code and ethics violations Shepard’s breaking. She realizes this as they stand before the docking bay to the Normandy, with Kaidan and Liara oddly mute given recent events. Could be the post-combat burnout. Could be the fact that they’re waiting to take cues from their commander. That commander in question is still debating the pros and cons; hands resting on hips, helm tilted low as she regards the person -- virus? -- beside them. The docking bay connects, a series of heavy clicks before the hydraulics vent and seal.
❝The main entrance is through the decon chamber. What’s going to happen to you if you go in?❞
“wow. unfollowing now. i admired their work with being my boyfriend. had no idea they liked italian milfs”
SHUT UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Starter Call. || @vsself
A look of concern crosses her features, kneeling down to the passed out stranger. Eivor had been told there was a strange occurrence just across their settlement. She gave the stranger a few pats on the back as Synin landed on a rock nearby and squawked at him. ❝Are you going to be Synin’s next feast, or are you alive..?❞ She muttered mostly to herself, turning him over on his back.
@vsself || liked SC for desmond miles.
“ NICE MOVES, BUD. ” The Devil’s voice is sharp as it breaks through the din of the city streets, coming from the darkened form slumped on the ground. Through the slowly numbing pain, Matt heard the sound of boots scuffing along the rooftops, the music of someone who knew how to dance across the nightscape. A laugh bubbles up, one that sounds gurgled through the blood welling up in his throat, “ Come here often? ” Maybe the pain was making him delirious.
@vsself wanted a starter
“Read about what happened on colony on Feros. Saw...ties,” Mordin’s eyes flick upwards. Settle. Blink. But his head doesn’t move from looking away from Alex. “To Gentek in Dossier. Vague. Company similar. Different. Always is. No judgment--simply looking into data retrieved regarding scientific studies done on Feros. Was hoping you could help.”
“Perhaps have insight into Exogeni inner-workings due to connection. Would be helpful and...enlightening.”
@vsself requested a starter from SHAUN for DESMOND!
“I knew you’d been reading my bloody emails!”
Shaun popped out from his makeshift hiding spot as he spied Desmond logging into a very familiar email inbox. That bugger! How the hell did he know the password. Desmond was no hacker, he knew that for sure. It was true then that the email he’d saved unread had been read!
Ah, which meant that Desmond knew about Denver...
And his incident with the angry Italian Ape man!
Shaun pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling a headache coming on out of sheer annoyance.
“Did Rebecca put you up to this?”