Daro'Xen: The Pilgrimage is a journey of self-discovery, my dear. I'm certain that you'll... discover quite a few things about yourself as my... assistant.
*Two hours later*
Slave Girl Quarian: Th-that was amazing, Admiral... I didn't think it was possible to do THAT with eletrical tape and fusion cells...
Daro'Xen: It's all about finding the best way to apply technology to biology. Once you do that, one can accomplish anything.
Slave Girl Quarian: So... what happens now Admiral...?
Daro'Xen: Your contract still has a good two years on it.
Slave Girl Quarian: Y-you mean... I can stay here... with you? Wow... an admiral... I... I don't know what to say...
Daro'Xen: You can start with a simple "Thank You, Mistress Xen."
*Muffled talking is heard at the foot of the bed*
Daro'Xen: Quiet you! I didn't say you could stop.
Shepard: <_<
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Slave Girl Quarian: So... what's he doing there? Do you... keep him around... too... for...?
Daro'Xen: Not at all. I merely owe him a favor.
Slave Girl Quarian: You own HIM a favor... so... why is he the one...?
Daro'Xen: Given the circumstances, do you really think speaking with me is appropriate?
Slave Girl Quarian: ...
Daro'Xen: Better. Now, come with me, I need your AI hacking skills... LEGION!
Legion: This unit is ready to proceed with Creator-Admiral's requests. Warning: Attempting to breach firewalls may result in catastrophic systems failure.
Daro'Xen: We shall see marvelous machine... we shall see...
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Legion: WARNING! CREATOR ADMIRAL FIREWALLS BREACHED. RECOMMEND MEDI-GEL DIFFUSION.
Daro'Xen: I didn't say stop!
Legion: ACKNOWLEDGED.
Shepard: How can she do that... I mean...
Quarian Slave Girl: She has... flexibility...
Shepard: And reach... by the looks of it... I mean... I didn't think even HANAR could bend that way... that looks... OUCH.
Quarian Slave Girl: Yeah...
Shepard: So... are all quarians like this...? I mean... I always thought Tali just liked it... you know... aggressive...
Quarian Slave Girl: Most quarians are a bit... repressed...
Legion: WARNING! VITALSIGNS CRITICAL! CREATOR ADMIRAL NEURAL NETWORK IN CRITICAL MELTDOWN! RECOMMEND VENTING OF HEATSINKS!
Daro'Xen: What did I tell you!?
Shepard: I'm not sure repressed is the right word...
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Legion: Shepard-Commander. We require immediate repair! Servos damaged. Power reserves drained to critical levels. Multiple outer shell breaches detected. Systems Critical. Initiating auto-repair.
Daro'Xen: I was of the impression machines had no need for rest. A pity.
Shepard: Well... you two have been at it for a week now... frankly... I'm surprised he isn't a pile of slag yet.
Daro'Xen: Whatever is created can be recreated, I'm sure. Regardless, I still have you.
Shepard: But, I don't think I could survive...
Daro'Xen: *runs a hand along his arm* Don't be silly. I keep a healthy supply of human blood in the med bay, should you require transfusions.
Slave Girl Quarian: What about me?
Daro'Xen: You can sit this one out. I have something special planned for you later... we're having company over. I'm going to need someone to keep her... entertained...
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*six hours later*
Shepard: *panting from exhaustion* What is it with quarians!? I don’t understand… how you can go so long… *collapses against bed*
Daro’Xen: Turians have reach. Salarians have flexibility. Quarians have endurance.
Shepard: No kidding… I think… I think you broke my spine… I can’t feel my legs…
Daro’Xen: Speaking of which… *looks over at Slave Girl Quarian* How are you doing over there, my dear? I hope you’re adequately warmed up for our guest.
Slave Girl Quarian: Can I PLEASE turn the stimulators off now… it’s been six hours…
Daro’Xen: *pats her head* Not yet.
Shepard: No wonder the geth rebelled against you…
Legion: *a pile of scrap on the floor trying to repair itself* Acknowledged.
Shepard: That’s a scary thought. So who is this guest you keep talking about?
*doors to captain‘s cabin open*
Shepard: TALI!?
Tali: *activating chiktikka, who shocks the ground threateningly* That’s MISTRESS Tali tonight, bosh’tet…
Shepard:
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*After tying Shepard to the bed posts*
Xen: Tali'Zorah. Always a pleasure. *looks at Shepard* Literally, as the case may be.
Tali: I see you got started without me.
Xen: You took a week to get here. I was getting impatient.
Tali: *shrugs* It's a large ship for one quarian to repair. Besides, I wanted to be sure everything was finished, so we can do this for a very long time.
Shepard: How did I let you people talk me into this...
Tali: You didn't.
Shepard: You know Tali... I expect this from Xen... but you too?
Tali:*crosses arms* You think living in a suit makes a person more innocent and naive? If anything, quarians need extra activities to help us with our... condition. Nerve stimulators only get you so far you know.
Slave Girl Quarian: Speaking of nerve stimulators... I'm exhausted...
Xen: Right. You have been waiting patiently. *walks behind SGQ and rubs her shoulders* Tali'Zorah?
*Tali walks in front of SGQ and puts her hands on the nervous young girl's waist*
Slave Girl Quarian: You said this was honorable and safe... you said you'd take care of me...
Tali: *gently hugging her* Hey. Hey, come here...
Shepard: Oh... this is so not cool...
Xen: Quiet you! *rubbing SGQ* Don't worry, we ARE going to take care of you. You've been a good girl... Mistress Xen is very pleased... such a marvelous specimen...
Slave Girl Quarian: *shuttering at the hands working over her suit* Oh... well... I... thank you...
Shepard: What? And I'm just supposed to watch!?
Tali: Chiktikka! Go get 'em girl! *Chiktikka shocks Shepard lightly on the foot.*
Shepard: <_<




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