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meme || SELECTIVELY ACCEPTING || @sceltaa

she’d KNOWN what he was going to do.  he drops his gaze, drops his hand from her waist, feels his heart drop into his stomach.  friends.  RIGHT.  because that was what he INSISTS that they are.  this is his own fault; he is good at fucking shit up, making the WRONG calls.  seems like that’s all he’s EVER been good at.  he’s been lying to her, though.  he’s afraid of having something to LOSE all over again.  

fehl prime.  april.  earth.  his uncle.

he couldn’t save them, so how the hell was he supposed to save his goddamn COMMANDING OFFICER?  and that’s another thing.  she’s THE GREAT COMMANDER SHEPARD.  and what is he?  some grunt who got attention for making what ended up being an unnecessary sacrifice for some intel, which the brass thought meant he had the BALLS to be a leader like shepard.

maybe he does, maybe he doesn’t.  it sure don’t feel like it now, as his eyes find her lips and all he wants to do is pull her to him, tell her that she’s his best friend, the best damn CO he’s EVER had, tell her that he’d walk through hell itself for her.  nah, he looks like enough of an idiot now.  this…this is his fault. he’s sure she thinks he doesn’t want her, doesn’t care about her. he’s gotta own this.  even if he loves her.

he swallows the knot that seems to form in the back of his throat, all too acutely aware of cortez trying and failing to give them some privacy, self-conscious of the way his voice cracks like some goddamn kid on her nickname.  

                    When recruited and placed upon the Normandy, Kaecus could be seen taking a few laps about its decks. Every day, almost habitually; the humans started talking. Commenting on the turian who reeked of distrust. Marking his perimeter, one, two, three, countless times ━ he needed to know his bearings. Needed to know where everyone was, needed to know the layout of the ship backwards and forwards. When he finally takes up residence in the recreation room, propped up in the corner at a table he took for his own, he feels... a bit more at ease. His back to the wall, he can see anyone enter. And he can see SHEPARD enter now.

                    He taps a claw upon a datapad as he sets it down, trained, narrowed eyes focused upon her.

EVERYBODY KNOWS IT’S EASIER SAID THAN DONE.     -----   some prefer to be HARD,  some prefer to be VICIOUS.   it helps with their healing.   then there’s some that just prefer CHAOS in all it’s ugly glory.    liara knows SOFT better than others.   she has a world of information at her fingertips,  the woman has her OWN ARMY,  but she doesn’t let such a power HARDEN HER.   know she uses all of that for GOOD.    it shepard she follows,  it’s the reapers she fights against,  it’s the GOOD IN THE WORLD she LIVES FOR.

-----------------------------    liara takes a step into shepard.   head turns sideways.   she gives her WARM SMILE from underneath eyelashes.

consider: using varren

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