#rhaalia

Not too far fetched since some used to get their power from him iirc. I have a priestess who will probably honor bwonsamdi even if he turns out bad :x

yes! exactly that since the original zandalari paladins were followers of rezan

BRUUUUUHHH ODYSSEY IS SO GOOOOOOD IM OBSESSEDDDDDD

judging by my activity feed, a lot of people are lmao 

also i’ve heard complaints about the ‘grinding’ but honestly i haven’t had to. as long as you actually explore shit you don’t really need to grind in the traditional sense. 

It is if you scramble it! So half credit. 

Shane loved her Mako. Like, really really loved it. Loved it so much she had named it. It was a fucking ridiculous name but it was a name. 

And Jack couldn’t help but take in the sight of the tank that Shane had always had a soft spot for and often talked about excursions in the Mako with the original Normandy team from the SR-1. She had talked about getting Alliance brass to send her one, but Jack had never expected the generals and admirals to have a momentary lapse in judgment about the whole idea. 

But it wasn’t because she was scared of what Shane would do with the Mako but rather how it would be used on the battlefield and the fact only a few of the crew on the ship could fit in the Mako at a time.

“Well? D’ya like Gunther?” Shane asked as she bounded over to where Jack stood, almost standing right next to Cortez’s console. 

“Gunther?” Jack repeated, brows furrowing. “Who the fuck names a tank Gunther?”

“I do!” Shane said proudly before she steered the smaller biotic towards the tank. “It’s a li’l different from the one I had back on the SR-1 but that’s to be expected, they gave the design much needed upgrades. The thing purrs like a kitten and goes across even the roughest terrain with very little disturbance when it comes to aiming the cannons or secondary guns,” Shane began to babble. Jack knew if she didn’t stop the woman now before Shane really got her momentum, she would probably be stuck in the shuttle bay for over an hour.

“Alright, I’m impressed. The ma– Gunther is very impressive,” Jack said, cringing at speaking the name that Shane had given the military vehicle. How did it even look like a Gunther to Shane anyways?

 “I’m glad you agree, cause we’re taking him for a test drive,” Shane said, practically bouncing on the balls of her feet. If Jack’s jaw had dropped, Shane didn’t seem to notice and Jack quickly corrected getting that expression off her face. 

Shane puttered around a little, checking out various plates and any wiring she could find (which wasn’t very much).

It’s another few hours as Shane tests how the Mako performs in all different types of terrain and by then Jack has just accepted the shuttle bay would be holding one actual shuttle and one Mako. And hell, maybe she has a gigantic grin on her face as Shane obviously shows off her driving skills.

Jack still wondered if she could convince Shane to change the name, though. Maybe another time, she didn’t want to ruin the moment as it was rare these days to see Shane as chipper as she was. Instead she planted a kiss right on Shane’s cheek near the bone. To her credit, Shane didn’t look away from the windshield. Instead she offered a crooked but happy grin. 

A few hours later, Jack couldn’t even begin to tell you about the Mako being launched then landing hard even with amazing shocks to soften the drop. Shane didn’t seem at all perturbed, instead she had been driving the Mako like it was her job.

Beyond that the only thing she knew about the whole matter was that Shane was slightly disappointed in the steering though Jack hadn’t caught what exactly was wrong. Nothing major, that was certain or else Shane would have called the Normandy back down.

ugh I'm so happy for you baby ; w;