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[cannedcream]

NCLanceman wrote...

Oh my god. That's it.

This guy would be perfect for Daro'Xen. Or Morinth, come to think of it. But Xen would probably be less likely to kill him.

Not even Morinth would get near that.

[NCLanceman]

Lividity Jones wrote...

NCLanceman wrote...

Oh my god. That's it.

This guy would be perfect for Daro'Xen. Or Morinth, come to think of it. But Xen would probably be less likely to kill him.

As the author of Reckoning, I resent that remark.

Hey, he's Shepard. This one may be an ruthless, irredeemable, black hearted, sleepy-eyed, marauding bottomless pit of rage known for the trail of corpses left behind him, but he's good to his quarians.

He'd still be a better match for Daro than anyone she's met in Reckoning so far.

Which is honestly pretty pathetic.

[Azint]

RedTracer7 wrote...

Thelacan wrote...

And the award for the worst villain ever goes to..... *drumroll*

I appear to have alot in common with:

I had another perfect cartoon reference to make. But unfortunately, I can not remember the name of the cartoon.

[cannedcream]

RedTracer7 wrote...

*facepalm*

For as long as you're here, you'll never live it down.

[RedTracer7]

N7 Warrior wrote...

RedTracer7 wrote...

Lia:  Well yes, actually, they are quite res-

*SMASH*

Lia: You seem to have broken your baseball bat... over my head.  I'm rather confused.

Redtracer7:  You've got to be ****ing kidding me.

Lia:  *Tilts her head, puzzled*

I knew quarians on pilgrimage on were naive, but this...

Redtracer7:  I-I never knew you people had such strong suits.  Good lord....

Lia: *Stands Up, Starts Yelling*  What do you mean you people?!

Redtracer7:  Quarians!  I meant Quarians!  Seriously, you get upset now?!

Lia:  You humans are all the same!  Racist!  I'm leaving. *storms out*

Redtracer7: *Facepalm*

[RedTracer7]

cannedcream wrote...

RedTracer7 wrote...

*facepalm*

For as long as you're here, you'll never live it down.

I have come to accept that.

And it burns...

[RiptideX1090]

Azint wrote...

RiptideX1090 wrote...

Azint wrote...

Leto Station, turian make. A repurposed surveillance installation now utilized by the Blue Suns. It was once used as an administrative facility, for the function of detecting any inbound object in space. The equipment that gave it utility has long since rendered obsolete, but it housed a massive cluster of hangers all built around the station as a ring. The station itself is a bulky, tower-like construction with bulks of antennae on both ends. Leto Station was also a small-time producer of arms, those sold throughout the Terminus.
 
It stood in space with small convoys surrounding it. The Blue Suns were trafficking unregistered ships through the Terminus to the Traverse. The equivalent of border crossing. The Blue Suns themselves made a profit for servicing these ships and laboring any crewmember for their factories. Illegal vessels in Citadel territory, industrializing for a mercenary group, the sort of cases that would upset any law-enforcement.
 
Shepard was inbound.
 
The borrowed freighter made a pass around the station, passing several small convoys on opposite sides of the ring. The unnamed frieighter floated through the typical hangar forcefield, there it gently docked in the spacious hangar. Several crates were stacked along the walls, and a catwalk hung from the ceiling. Ship parts, terminals, and tools were scattered all over the floor. Everything was grimy, weathered, used. The station was old, but sturdy.
 
The foreman clicked over the radio that the ship made it and the hangar doors sealed. Along with several mechanics, a small brigade of Blue Suns troops, less then ten, stood at arms to greet the ship. Humans, turians, batarians, they all stood around the door of the freighter’s cargo hold. Every merc lazily carried his assault rifle; none were even prepared for what was behind the cargo bay doors.
 
The freighter’s cargo bay doors opened with a rattle. The inside was completely dark. Confused, several of the workers and guards called out for the crew to no response. Several tried to work their omni-tool to activate the light to no success. One mechanic stepped inside and activated his omni-tool’s flashlight to investigate. He stepped into the darkness alone to survey the inside; the clutter of objects from inside obscured the view for the rest who stood at the door. The man made a yelp, his cry was cut, along with his neck. Two of the mercs hurried into the hold shouting, a knife in the dark silenced one. The other met a bogeyman in the dark, his scream was loud and so was his skull when it was cracked against a wall. The metal bang being the last thing to test them, the remaining staff fired into the dark. It was not until three remained when they realized something else was firing back. Before they even managed to take proper cover, they each took a Viper round to the head.
 
The gunfire was enough to alert the rest of the station.

"Tali, hack their comms, cut the cameras and shut down any alarms." Shepard was running through the motions in his head. There were no flaws, there was no hesitation. This station was going to burn.

"On it, Shepard." Tali chimed, and ran a line to her omni-tool, causing lights to flicker as she hacked their power grid, shutting down the systems her captain had specified. After a few scant seconds, she stood up in enthusiastically, not wasting any time. "Done"

Shepard nodded with approval, then turned to his turian comrade. "Garrus, I want you to head down to the reactor core, rig it to blow. I don't want anything left of this station larger than a turian's right nut."

Garrus had to chuckle at that. "Moving, Commander Shepard." He stalked hastily down the loading bay. Halfway to the door, he called over his shoulder, "And you should leave my reproductive organs out of it, Shepard." He hoisted his rifle playfully, mandibles spread wide in a humorous grin. "Mine's bigger."

Shepard was suddenly very aware of the pistol held loosly in his hand.

"Come on Shepard," Tali said playfully. They went the opposite direction of Garrus, straight for the control room. Shipping logs, manifests, any information they could get on exactly what was going on here, who was behind it, and where they lived. That was their objective. Tali carried her shotgun with purpose, obviously looking to put thier previous spat behind them for the time being. Killing a few hundred slavers and blowing up their station would do wonders for his mood, she was sure.

Two security mechs rounded the corner. Shepard and Tali looked at eachother briefly, almost amused.

"Warning, hostiles de-"

Shepard pulled the arm off of one, and was promptly beating it's approximation of a face in with it. Tali had hacked the other, setting it to self destruct. Perfect timing, as two Blue Suns walked out of a room down the hall. Seizing his chance, Shepard grabbed the hacked mech by the leg and tossed it at them, sending searing flames cascading over their armor and over all over their faces. Howling in pain, Shepard put a bullet in each of their knees with cold precision, then continued his determined march to the objective. It was clear what what going through his mind to Tali.

No mercy.

They raced down the corridors, firing at anyone in their way. The two would only take short pauses in cover to boost their shields, but they kept their pace. An alarm sounded, different from when they boarded. Sirens blared and red lights shined, it was the core. Garrus has already set the station to explode. A VI over the intercoms confirmed it.

Tali spotted a large console in a room they nearly missed and she halted, calling Shepard she walked into the room. It was a security office. Multiple holoscreens lit up the room, each one read only static. Tali summoned her omni-tool and reset the console, the screens set themselves back. They were camera feeds. All of them were of separate hangars. Shepard turned to check outside, to make sure Tali had someone to cover her. She surveyed each screen, most of the hangars were inhabited by ships of all sorts; human, turian, batarian, asari, salarian, several bore the distinct wheel-shape of quarian design. Many of them already had people scrambling into them; few even looked like they were part of the Blue Suns. They were civilians, of all races, families.
 
“They’re scared,” Tali whispered to herself, “They just want to leave…”
 
“This is a good opportunity to eliminate them.” Shepard was looking over her shoulder, he said it carelessly, he did not even give his ruthless habit. He leaned forward and pointed to the nearest screen.
 
“Just open the hangar doors, leave the shields off. Each ship is locked into place, it won’t save them from the vacuum. That will rid us a lot of trouble and eliminate any possible mercs trying to escape.”
 
Shepard stood back and walked again outside. He gestured Tali to hurry.
 
Tali did not immediately respond. She was thinking to herself, concerning on what she was about to do. The goal was to have Pallin evaluate their mission on removing the Blue Suns threat. Shepard killed Pallin, the only tie to keeping the station intact and to reinstate any remaining crew. She thought to herself about what killing all these innocent people would mean to her. It is very possible that many of them are simply trying to find a new life in the Traverse, she thought about the quarians involved in it. What about the slavers that may be in those hangars? If she let them all go, it would not stop them from continuing their activities. By sparing them, Tali would become just as responsible for any more misery they may cause. She thought about Shepard, his tragedy at Mindoir. There was no way he would approve of this, he would see them all die. Tali looked again at the screen, there were children, parents embracing them.
 
Garrus had to face something similar during his years at C-Sec, his superiors ordered him to yield. Shepard ordered her to purge them. Shepard has always encouraged them to do whatever it takes to finish the mission, even if it meant collateral damage. He called them “acceptable losses.”
 
Shepard called out to Tali, she was not paying attention but she knew he was urging her to complete the order. During a mission, he was the Commander, she was a soldier.
 
A superior’s orders must always be followed, Shepard told her this. Her training taught her this. Her Father demanded this.
 
Tali tapped several keys on the holopanel. She watched as the hangar doors slowly opened. She watched as everything was taken by that great void.
 
Her eyes began to tear and she stepped out with her Commander.

"Hey you two. Miss me?" Garrus held his arms wide, welcoming his team with a cocky smile. The day was theirs. All that remained was the control room. The station was nearly empty, save for the team of three working their way to their final destination. "We've got ten minutes. Let's make it fast."

Shepard nodded. It was a quiet walk to the control room, save for the blaring of sirens as the core began reaching above normal temperature. Coming at last to thier objective, Garrus hacked the door with ease.

"Tali. Get into their systems. I want everything. I want names. I want homes. I want to know where to go to make sure everyone responsible for this burns." Shepard's voice was cold. Dangerous sounding. Once more he was on the warpath.

Working the controls, Tali bagain cutting her way through layers of firewalls. It was easy, merely time consuming. They'd be long gone before the station blew. She let her mind wander.

She was a monster. The thought ran through her head as if on repeat. She heard it in english. She heard it in quarian. She heard it in code. It was all the same, over, and over again. She had pressed the button. She had killed hundreds with the flip of a switch. Slavers, mercenaries, she wouldn't lose sleep over them. But the families huddling for eachother's touch? People who probably just wanted to go home. Gone forever. Because of her. Tali's heart was racing. What had she done? She wasn't just a soldier. She wasn't just the person who made hard choices. She was a murderer. She looked over to Shepard. His stance was so casual. He didn't care. Mission complete. That she could handle.

But what he was turning her into, she was having difficulty with. She was no better than him now. She was a butcher. Now they matched. Her heart was as black and dead as his. Tali was horrified, not because of what she had done, but because the more she thought about it, the more she didn't care. She knew it wasn't going to change anything. She wasn't going to leave Shepard. She wasn't going to talk him out of his revenge. She didn't even want to anymore. She just wanted to be with him. She was all he had. If Shepard was gone...  No. She refused to think about it. She had lost him once, and it had devastated her. She couldn't live through that again. She needed him. She had nothing else to live for. If Shepard went, she went, and if he needed her to be as twisted and broken as he was...

She would be. Her heart was Shepard's. It belonged to him. She had given to him freely, and now it was no longer her's to take back. It was his property.

Tali felt a cold chill shiver down her spine as Pallin's words rang in her head. She had been right. She had let Shepard consume her, use her, and turn her into exactly what he wanted. The sickening part was, she couldn't leave him now. She couldn't bring herself to want to. Shepard was the only thing she had, the only thing in the entire universe that was hers. If Shepard did cast her aside, if he did burn her, if he was willing to put a bullet in her head to get to Pallin, what was she going to do about it? Leave? She couldn't.

The download finished. The station shook as the core reached critical levels. Time to go.

As they left, Shepard wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her close to him as they walked. For a momen, she hesitated, then pulled him close to her.

Nothing else mattered. She loved him, and she couldn't change that. She was his until the end.

Modifié par RiptideX1090, 27 juin 2010 - 08:19 .

[Strawberry Kiwi]

RedTracer7 wrote...

cannedcream wrote...

RedTracer7 wrote...

*facepalm*

For as long as you're here, you'll never live it down.

I have come to accept that.

And it burns...

The Ring of Fire?

[Thelacan]

RedTracer7 wrote...


Lia:  You humans are all the same!  Racist!  I'm leaving. *storms out*

Redtracer7: *Facepalm*

Oh, now it makes sense. Your secret project is falling behind the schedule, 'cause you didn't manage to capture yourself a quarian.

[Azint]

Azint wrote...

RedTracer7 wrote...

Thelacan wrote...

And the award for the worst villain ever goes to..... *drumroll*

I appear to have alot in common with:

I had another perfect cartoon reference to make. But unfortunately, I can not remember the name of the cartoon.

Red, here we are.

Guess which character you're supposed to be.

Modifié par Azint, 27 juin 2010 - 08:17 .

[SpatFieya]

[quote]SpatFieya wrote...

[quote]cannedcream wrote...

[quote]SpatFieya wrote...

Spat: ...If you don't mind me asking, how's your pilgramedge going?
Lia: It's going... just not as I... thought it would... *slowly eats paste*
Spat: *observes* ...I'm sorry to hear that.

..You know, there's a nice resturant down the way here, Turian friend says they have good dextro food.
Lia: ...I-it's alright... I... I don't want to be a burden... I have no job, or money... I would like to accept such an offer, but tha-
Spat: Quarians are suppose to recieve gifts during their pilgramege, right?
Lia: ..Well... Yes.
Spat: Then this is my gift to you. C'mon. 
Lia: Alright then, I accept.[/quote]

You're one smooth hombre, Spat.

[/quote]
Spat: ...So let me get this straight. You've been living in that turian shelter for the past month? And all you have is the nutrient paste your people gave you? 

Lia: ...Yes, but it's ok. I'm getting by... But thank you for taking me here... It's really nice of you. 

Spat: My pleasure, I couldn't stand to see such a nice girl like you sitting in such a place by her self. It's the least I could do. *sips drink*

Lia: It's nice to see that not all of you humans are ra-*omini tool beeps* ...Oh, dammit... The turian shelter's closing, I-I better get going... Thank you again... for showing me a nice night.

Spat: Hey, you don't have to go to the shelter... I have a place on an actually nice side of the wards. 

Lia: ...Are you asking me to.. to stay? At your place?

Spat: *shrugs* Sure why not. You can stay until you find a job, make some money, and continue your pilgrimedge. Besides, it would be good to give the extra room a purpose.

Lia: I...I don't know. I would like to, but... I... *thinks* ...You do know that I can't repay you? That I have no gifts in return?

Spat: ...Sometimes finding company in a harsh and loney galaxy, is a gift all in it's self. 

Modifié par SpatFieya, 27 juin 2010 - 08:19 .

[cannedcream]

RedTracer7 wrote...

I have come to accept that.

And it burns...

If it's any consolation, I feel your pain.

[NCLanceman]

RiptideX1090 wrote...

*snip*


The download finished. The station shook as the core reached critical levels. Time to go.

As they left, Shepard wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her close to him as they walked. For a momen, she hesitated, then pulled him close to her.

Nothing else mattered. She loved him, and she couldn't change that. She was his until the end.

Awww... it's a match made in hell.

[RiptideX1090]

NCLanceman wrote...

RiptideX1090 wrote...

*snip*


The download finished. The station shook as the core reached critical levels. Time to go.

As they left, Shepard wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her close to him as they walked. For a momen, she hesitated, then pulled him close to her.

Nothing else mattered. She loved him, and she couldn't change that. She was his until the end.

Awww... it's a match made in hell.

Someone is cranky tonight...

[MassDestroyer]

I can not feel my arms

[RedTracer7]

Azint wrote...

Azint wrote...

RedTracer7 wrote...

Thelacan wrote...

And the award for the worst villain ever goes to..... *drumroll*

I appear to have alot in common with:

I had another perfect cartoon reference to make. But unfortunately, I can not remember the name of the cartoon.

Red, here we are.

Guess which character you're supposed to be.

I hate them Dover boys!!

[RedTracer7]

cannedcream wrote...

RedTracer7 wrote...

I have come to accept that.

And it burns...

If it's any consolation, I feel your pain.

Twice the fuel only makes twice the fire. 

[cannedcream]

Thelacan wrote...


Oh, now it makes sense. Your secret project is falling behind the schedule, 'cause you didn't manage to capture yourself a quarian.

What do you think? That Red captures quarians and makes them do the hard work? Not anymore he doesn't.

[Azint]

RiptideX1090

Do you know of The Count of Monte Cristo?

[RiptideX1090]

Azint wrote...

RiptideX1090

Do you know of The Count of Monte Cristo?

'fraid not.

[cannedcream]

RedTracer7 wrote...

Twice the fuel only makes twice the fire. 

What can I say?
Love is a burnin' thing, and it leaves a firey ring.

[Lividity Jones]

RiptideX1090 wrote...

Azint wrote...

RiptideX1090

Do you know of The Count of Monte Cristo?

'fraid not.

I'm shocked.

It's a classic.

[Lividity Jones]

cannedcream wrote...

RedTracer7 wrote...

Twice the fuel only makes twice the fire. 

What can I say?
Love is a burnin' thing, and it leaves a firey ring.

Cream!

Stop getting songs stuck in my head!

[Azint]

RiptideX1090 wrote...

Azint wrote...

RiptideX1090

Do you know of The Count of Monte Cristo?

'fraid not.

Never mind. You should look it up, though.

You will understand the notion once you do.

[Thelacan]

Riptide, really loving the inner conflict on your latest part of AoD.