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Joker! We need a shuttle down here now!

Copy that Commander, shuttle inbound.

Tell the Doc to prep med bay… Nihlus is down.

Shit…

The words swirled around in her head, mixing with the visions bleeding into her mind. She couldn’t tell what was real and what was a fever dream. Not until a familiar voice slipped past the memories? Maybe they were memories…

“He’s alive. Don’t know how, but he is.” The familiar voice was weary as if they hadn’t slept in days. Even with the exhaustion it still reminded her of her mother.

“I’ll inform the council.” The lower voice was one she could recognize from anywhere. Captain Anderson. “What about Shepard? Anything yet?”

A quiet sigh left the familiar voice. “I don’t know when, or if, she’ll wake up. I already had to give her a sedative. It’s almost like she’s fighting off something in her mind.”

A few heavy steps echoed around the small room before Anderson spoke again. Closer now. “The beacon could have exacerbated her nightmares.”

“Possibly…” The woman hummed.

“Keep me informed on her status Karin, I worry about her.” A quiet sigh escaped Anderson as he moved away from the bed.

With a low hum and a chair squeak, Dr. Chakwas returned to her desk. “Don’t we all.”

~~~~

Bright lights burned her eyes as she slowly returned to the land of the living, finally able to shake off the fever dreams that had plagued her. Pushing off the table with her elbow Shepard uneasily shifted forward, but before she could sit up fulling a pair of hands came to rest on her arms. Stopping her.

“Take it slow Commander, you’ve been out for quite a while.” With a worried look, Dr. Chakwas scanned the expression on Shepard’s face, looking for any sign of pain. “How are you feeling?”

As the visions faded away one last statement remained. Nihlus is down… Which caused panic to spike in her. “Where’s Nihlus?”

Dr. Chakwas was quiet a moment, doing what she could to hide her surprise. “He’s alive. The Council sent a ship to retrieve him. They’re taking him to Palaven to see a doctor.”

The tension eased from Shepard’s shoulders as she let out a deep breath. “Good.”

~~~

“Is that a glass of wine?” His words were almost accusatory, though she knew better by now.

“And what if it is? It was a long day.” With an eyebrow wiggle and a smirk, Shepard swirled her glass around. “My mother sent it to me, said I should share it with someone special.”

A warm chuckle made Nihlus’ mandibles twitch. “Is that so? So who’s the lucky someone?”

“Me,” Shepard said with a smirk. “Sucks to be you, dextrose boy.”

Pressing a hand to his chest Nihlus feigned hurt. “My father was right about you humans, always so cruel.” He couldn’t help the smile that broke out across his face.

“Oh hush, Dino Boy.” Waving a hand at Him Shepard took a sip of the dark merlot.

With a shake of his head, Nihlus let out a sigh. “They released me from therapy today, gave me the okay to rejoin a ship if I wanted.” He hummed. “I won’t be allowed on the field yet but I’ll be there soon enough.”

Shepard’s face softened. “Where do you think you’ll go?”

“I already put in for the Normandy…” If a Turian could look sheepish Nihlus would be the poster child at this point. “I’d like to join you.”

With a happy hum and a smile, Shepard took another sip of her wine. “I’ll approve it in the morning.” Pulling her feet up into her desk chair she leaned forward a bit. “I’ll pick up a nice bottle of dextrose-based wine for you…”

“I’d like that Shepard… I really would.” Nihlus said with a sigh.

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THREE SHIPS:

FemShep/Garrus Vakarian (Mass Effect)

Parker/Hardison (Leverage)

Lucy Preston/Garcia Flynn (Timeless)

LAST SONGS LISTENED TO:

Life is Good album by Flogging Molly

Mass Effect 2 and 3 soundtrack

Deus Ex: Human Revolution and Mankind Divided soundtrack

and that sea shanty going around.

CURRENTLY WATCHING:

Continuum on DVD

CURRENTLY READING:

Fanfics

Magazines (Archaeology, Current World Archaeology, plus some Hungarian ones my sister sent me)

I have a pile of books I should start reading, too, but those would require a little more time commitment.

HOW’S IT GOING?

It’s going okay. Still recovering from the surgeries I had last year. Happy with Biden’s win, but disgusted with and worried about the trump mob and their attacks on democracy.

On a happier note, I’m playing Yakuza: Like a Dragon, and enjoying it a lot. It’s a really, really fun game, with humor and likable characters and lots to do.

Also, planning on getting back to my Nihlus ghost story and on doing more 3D stuff.

I don't know if you have it in your area, but you get blind soccor and cricket/baseball. You basically use a ball with a bell in it so the blind/partially sighted poeple can play too. Hope that helps

ayyyy i’m gonna use my feliks shepard cause that’s who i’m working through me2 with atm

17. “Looks like we’ll be trapped for a while…”

Shepard yawned as he left Engineering. They still had a few hours before they got to Omega. Plenty of time for a quick nap.

Just as the elevator doors were closing, a big, meaty, three-fingered hand shot in between them, startling them back open. Shepard raised an eyebrow, then nodded to himself as Grunt came lumbering in after his hand. “Hey, Grunt,” he said, automatically raising a hand to the console again. “Mess hall?”

Grunt nodded with a, well, grunt. “What’re you doing down here, Shepard?”

Shepard shrugged and tapped the button for the crew deck. “I was talking to Tali. We’ll be dropping by Omega to help Samara with something in a few hours, feel like coming along?”

“Only if we get to shoot something this time.” Grunt growled and shook his head as the elevator groaned and started its ascent.

Shepard nodded to himself. Fair enough. The last mission Grunt had gotten brought along on had been a jaunty jog around Illium, running favors for Liara and not getting in fights. He could understand why Grunt might be a little antsy.

Suddenly, there was a creak, and a shriek, and a shudder, and the elevator stopped. Shepard stumbled as the metal box shook, and grabbed hold of the console to stabilize himself. “EDI, what’s going on?” he barked. The AI could hear him in here, right?

Thankfully, yes. “Analyzing... I’m sorry, Shepard, but the elevator has suffered a physical malfunction.”

Shepard stiffened, sharing a look with Grunt. “What kind of physical malfunction?”

“It would appear that one of the gears responsible for moving the elevator has become stuck.”

“Isn’t this ship brand new?” Grunt snapped. Shepard had to agree.

“Engineer Donnelly has complained about slapdash construction of the SR-2 on multiple occasions,” EDI mused. “It is possible this is another consequence of Cerberus attempting to upgrade from the SR-1 in such a short period of time.”

A new voice rose from Shepard’s omni-tool. “That’s what you get when you put a businessman in charge of an engineering project,” Daniels said. “You ask for a rush job, you get a bad job. Don’t worry, Shepard, EDI already told us what’s up. She patched us in to your omni-tool so we can talk. We’ll have you guys out of there in a jiffy.”

That second one! Roflmao! hehe, I should write that down

u heard it here first folks from ur semi-friendly neighborhood council expert, ierian sparatus would totally let primarch victus do him if he asked