Skippy's Mass Effect Muses

here are a bunch of questions to ask for the mun in terms of headcanons and getting to know their muses better. some of them are silly, some of them are very specific, and some of them are "what if" scenarios.

Are they a good liar or a bad liar?

Are they an early bird or a night owl?

Are they an introvert or an extrovert?

Are they philosophical?

Are they self-conscious?

Are they superstitious?

Are they Team Magic, Team Religion, or Team Science?

Do they believe in happy endings?

Do they fit their Astrological Sign?

Do they have any addictions?

Do they have any fears or phobias?

Do they have any nicknames?

Do they have any pet peeves?

Do they have any superpowers?

Do they see the glass as half full or half empty?

Have they ever had their heart broken?

How blunt are they?

How do they feel about politics?

How easily do they make friends?

How many languages do they know?

How well do they handle criticism?

How would they react to meeting another version of themself from an alternate universe?

What are their hobbies?

What are their political views?

What is their biggest regret?

What is their Character Alignment?

What is their Enneagram?

What is their favorite color?

What is their favorite holiday?

What is their first name?

What is their MBTI?

What is their gender pronouns and sexuality?

What Lantern Corps would they be in?

What makes them stand out from the rest?

What song best describes them?

What sort of people are they attracted to?

What type of person is your character most likely to be drawn to?

Who is the most important person in their life?

Who would be their Signature Mon?

[ ☂️ ] - sender finds receiver without an umbrella and it's raining heavy

[ 🌂 ] - neither sender nor receiver are in possession of an umbrella and it's raining heavy

[ 🚪 ] - sender shows up at receiver's door soaking wet

[ 🏠 ] - both parties are stuck at either party's home due to a heavy storm

[ 🧽 ] - both parties have to clean up after a storm

[ 🔍 ] - sender finds the receiver trying to find something that has been lost in a body of water

[ 🚗 ] - sender finds the receiver and their vehicle impeded by heavy weather

[ 🏊‍♂️ ] - both parties go swimming

[ 🌊 ] - sender has to rescue receiver from almost drowning

[ 🚿 ] - sender walks in on receiver taking a shower

[ 🚽 ] - sender walks in on receiver taking a piss

[ 🏝 ] - both parties are stranded on an islet

His pain sadly didn't end with the medi-gel, he had run out of his own medi-gel, and felt bad about going into Garrus' stock of it. Of course, the medical team on the Scimitar would have them both covered if they could get on without a hitch, Garrus may now have an advantage, but Saren needed to do his part when Nihlus got here.

But then they started talking about Archangel.

[ " I've heard a lot about Archangel, about how they kept crime low on Omega. Pretty impressive dare I say. " ]

He'd use his biotics to shield himself and Garrus' little spot, it took the rest of his energy to do so, but it should be worth it in the end, given how his biotic amp wasn't shot. He listened to Garrus speak until they confirm what Saren begun to think at that moment. Garrus? Archangel? Varren-shit. There's not a chance. But, instead of keeping that to himself, he laughed, again. popping out of cover for a moment to gun down two with one spray of his assault rifle, before planting himself right back where he was.

To be honest, this was probably the closest he was going to get with this other turian, on the battlefield, fighting on their last bits of ammo and the last bit of energy of Saren's biotics.

[ " Good Guy C-Sec disillusioned turned Vigilante? I can see it. " ]

Saren growled in pain, moving around was hard but he didn't want to worry Nihlus about his own injuries, even though now the tables were turned, as he slid back on his armor plating to protect what's left. He'd pop out once more to shoot down another, but after that the coast looked clear.

[ " Come in Nihlus, coast is clear for now. " ]

Those were thoughts for another time, though, for a dark bunk in the sterile room aboard Nihlus' ship that at the moment felt so far away, even as he could hear the ship approaching.

He remembered when Saren finally broke out and it was a full hour of crying and apologizing over and over again. If it was in-front of anybody else and Saren's reputation would've been thrashed. Cold, meticulous Spectre found bawling his eyes out to his fellow Spectre. Nihlus cringed in pain as he tried to laugh, but seized up again. Spirits, maybe he was a lot worse off than Huerta Memorial thought he was.. But his eyes weren't focusing on himself, it was trained on the waitress who looked mighty concerned for the younger turian.

" What cup are you on, Garrus? You know too much coffee will disrupt a lot of your body's functions! At least drink some water, spirits. "

" Thank you, Kandros. We could go now. I'm ready for whatever comes of this. "

Grabbing his rifle and attaching it to his back with a hitch, one small, tiny self-inflicted injury wasn't going to stop him from firing a rifle, but Roekarr were always going to be an issue, this was his job as the Turian Pathfinder--save his people, no matter the costs. He can be yelled at by Tann no matter what happens, nobody really agrees with the way Avitus does things, but that's just his ex-Spectre status kicking in.