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with the positions they’ve found themselves in together she’s hoping the whole BOUNDARIES thing is well null by now because . . . “ aiden !! “ barely sounds with enough WARNING. petite frame jumps, elation propelling her right into strong arms & off the ground. she’s been away & she’s very much missed him-- & that beard she’s already combing hands through fondly, “ what have you been up to big guy? “ ( @infernalii )
@infernalii took my goddamn sandwich
“HEY!” Hands snatched the food out of much larger and grubbier hands. “That’s. Mine. Get your own.”
♔│ @infernalii liked for a starter thang
cerulean eyes gazed over her shoulder, a small hint of a smile touching blue violet lips at the sight of the man who had approached her. she was at her usual reading spot in the presidium, the one place she could breathe and relax. it reminded her of her childhood-- that is what she had told him. and it was true. it reminded her of the days when her actions carried no consequences; now, every action, every decision, carries a consequence. heavy consequences.
but here--- in the presidium, gazing upon a view of nature and city, oblivious to chaos, she could breathe. the asari turned, white coat brushing upon the railing as her arms crossed over her chest, beneath her breasts, as her back leaned her weight upon the clear and metal railing.
“ are you here to check on me? ” she questioned, smile tugging at the corners of her lips, widening the curve. “ I am fine. not as stressed or troubled as I may seem upon the Normandy. here...I can relax. ” arms uncrossed, gloved hands motioning to her surrounding area. “ have you found your place, Shepard? To b r e a t h e ? ”
@infernalii is a fuckboy
It was better to be proactive than to be fired from her post... That would end up in disgrace for an Admiral, regardless of her being of a higher rank than him. The moment she left the Commander’s quarters, her mind was made up. The transfer papers were easy enough to navigate and fill in, but the real problem was the fact that there was a mandatory meeting/exit interview in order to receive the CO’s signature of approval.
There was no chance of her simply filing the work and leaving.
She had never been known to give up on anyone or anything. The logic she worked through was that she was still fighting for Shepard... and for the entirety of the galaxy, but it was just going to be from another ship. It would do her some good to be amongst her own people again. Who knows, maybe her heart could be healed and sheltered enough to fall for someone else. Someone closer to home... and actually had the capability of showing emotion.
“Commander. I’m here for the meeting,” her tone was cold, void of feeling as she waited outside of Shepard’s quarters. For both their sakes, her weapons were left with the rest of her possessions, waiting in the cargo bay.
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renegade shepards: tali wtf r u doin
tali: my best
literally want to send all of them tbh but: ♔♖.
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♔ :First kill
It was inconsequential, forgettable even, and done at a far range with an arrow shot from her composite bow. She was in her 20s. Perhaps all that matters is that her first kill was a Gondorian outpost soldier. It was during one of the first trips she took with her foster-father, who let her and her foster-brother tag along (for teaching purposes) on a scouting mission along the borders of the northern province of Gondor (near Calenardhon where the Pultai/Balchoth would invade years later). The altercation ended quick and their small company left quick. She did not get to see the dead man’s face.
♖ :A kill you regret
In Mordor, after being promoted to slave overseer, Vezely also managed the slavers in positions below her. It uncomfortably shifted dynamics between her and others she considered comrades. It came to her attention that a friend was pocketing coin, falsifying his transactions, and sowing bad deals with slave hunters in Harad and Umbar. The crimes were substantial enough in the eyes of Mordorian law to warrant his disposal. She wanted to overlook it, knowing his coin was going towards a debt he owed and if not paid the life of him and his family, a wife and two daughters, was forfeit. Of course, she followed the law, prosecuted him and sent him to his death. His wife and daughters ended up being sold into slavery, prostitution most likely, for the debt he never paid. She felt regret perhaps wrongly for his crimes deserved it, but she also learned from it. Another reason to not get too attached to the people around you.
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They couldn’t let just anyone graduate from the ICT... and the Alliance sure as hell wouldn’t let the weak have the N7 crest on their armour. You had to work for it, which was a complete understatement. Only those who survived in an admirable fashion were given the coveted title. She looked around at the faces in the room; these were to be her colleagues for the next few months in active combat. Without thinking about it, she sat next to ( probably ) the biggest and baddest one in the room. “Name’s Shepard. You?” Some big guy wasn’t going to scare her.