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[Aurora313]

I agree, Calla S.

I liked you're new 'In the Interm'. And I love the conversations with Anderson and Payton, as well as the cute scene in the cabin, where James is inquiring/making a comment about the Broken N7 helmet.

[FoxHound109]

Okay, so I wrote a little bit more today. It's kind only alright, but hopefully you guys like it.

Here's the part I posted a while back. If you've already read it, then feel free to skip it, but since I don't have a fanfic account I can't really link to it.

Don’t move too much or you’ll keep losing blood,” said Lieutenant James Vega, his eyes focused intensely on the doorway, battle rifle at the ready. At his feet laid Commander John Shepard, compressing the sniper wound on his shoulder, unable to do much more than take cover behind a low wall. It had only been minutes since the two Alliance soldiers had been ambushed by a Cerberus scouting party in the outskirts of the facility, but the commander was already fighting for his life. James knew that time was of the essence and he prepared accordingly as he waited for reinforcements; the only hope he had now was to hold his position until the sandstorm outside died down, allowing the shuttle carrying General Alenko and Dr. T’Soni to land on the red surface of Mars.

James felt a sudden pang of guilt as his gaze momentarily moved to his critically wounded commanding officer; the sniper bullet had been meant for James himself and had Shepard not pushed him out of the way, he would likely be dead.

Come on James, don’t panic now! Vega thought to himself as the rifle shook in his frightened hands. You can do this! You’ve done this a million times before! Fehl was one mistake; only one. You’re not a made soldier, you’re a born soldier. You can do this. Your commanding officer is depending on you.

“I can do this,” he repeated to himself under his breath, just low enough so Shepard wouldn’t hear.

At last, the panel by the wall turned green and the doors to the room slid open; James fired immediately and without mercy at the incoming Cerberus squad. He could feel the vibration of the gun as he released short bursts of bullets at the enemies, hitting them with incredible accuracy. Enemy bullets zoomed back at him, nearly hitting him, and he was forced to take cover next to Shepard.

A few seconds passed where nothing could be heard and James was sure that the remaining Cerberus operatives were planning to flank him. He crawled slowly around to the side of the low wall opposite to where he had just been, trying to survey the area more thoroughly in order to measure his odds. He peaked out and had to immediately commend himself. Four; he had taken out four of them. That left only three and their leader - the Asari - who was nowhere to be seen. Knowing he only had seconds left before he was surrounded, James crawled back to his original position next to Shepard and rose from behind cover, ready to fire several more short bursts at his enemies. He managed to hit two of them, he was sure of it. Only one remained and then…then everything would be alright. He rose again and aimed for the last enemy, intent on the kill.

He had the enemy in his sights.

Just one shot, he told himself. That’s all I need.

Just then doors to the room slid open once more, and James felt his rifle being snatched away from his hands by an incredible force. Before he could react, he was wildly tossed across the room, where he slammed into the back wall with great force. Several shots were fired and he was lucky enough that each one missed, allowing him precious seconds he needed to recover and hide behind the pillar closest to him. He held on to his sides, sure that he had cracked a rib, but still entirely determined to make it out of the situation alive and with Shepard safe and sound.

He peeked once more, just in time to see a fully armored Asari shoot the last of the Cerberus operatives.

“Incompetent!” she said furiously as she pulled the trigger of James’ rifle with no mercy.

Sh*t! James thought to himself as he turned his gaze away. It’s that Asari b*tch!

“…or maybe,” said the Asari as her focus turned to the back of the room, “you’re just very good at what you do, human!”

“Why are you helping Cerberus?” James asked from the safety of the pillar. “They hate the Asari! They hate all species that are not human!”

“Cerberus?” the Asari chuckled in amusement. “You think I do this to help Cerberus? No human! I help whoever pays me the highest price and right now the Illusive Man is paying me a lot of money to get Shepard. So hand him over and you won’t have to fight me.”

“I think you should take your own advice,” James replied. “Fight me and you won’t leave this room alive.”

The Asari laughed:

“You are bold human, but I think you are crossing the line into stupidity. Look at your options: your commander is severely wounded, you are wounded, and I have your weapon. What do you intend to do?”

“Kill you,” answered James.

“Enough games!” replied the Asari angrily.

In a matter of seconds she had crossed the room and slammed hard into James, sending him back several feet once more. He hit the ground, the pain of his ribs nearly blinding him, and she attacked again. She missed by sheer luck, and as James rose he ran for the closest cover he could find, hiding himself behind one of the enormous metal crates near him.

F*CK ME! James thought venomously. SHE CAN F*CKING CHARGE!

“Are you sure you still want to do this?” the Asari asked mockingly as she began to fire the assault rifle to scare her target into submission.

In desperation, James did the only thing that came to mind. He ran out of cover, toward another metal crate that was even further from the Asari than the one he had first taken refuge behind, forcing her to charge at him once more. James turned backwards as he went, doing something he knew was entirely insane but which he hoped would work. In the blink of an eye his fist made contact with the charging Asari’s head and he felt every bone in his arm shatter into a thousand pieces. He screamed from the pain as the Asari fell backward and hit the floor, her neck broken from the force of the impact. Losing his balance, James leaned against the nearest wall and slid down on it as he began to lose consciousness.

In his last moments of lucidity he began to crawl toward Shepard’s location, not wanting to fail in his duty to protect his commanding officer. He dragged himself for a few feet until he realized he could no longer keep going and anger swelled inside of him at the thought of failing in his task. It was Fehl all over again and could not bear it. He laid facedown on the cold floor, broken and exhausted.

The last thing he heard before blacking out was the sound of approaching footsteps and a frantic voice asking him if he was alright:

“Lieutenant Vega? Lieutenant Vega, can you hear me? General Alenko! I found him, he’s injured too! Quickly, we have to get them both to the shuttle!”

Here's the part I wrote today:

“I’m alright, doc,” said James as Dr. Chakwas examined him for any signs of other serious injuries. It had only been two hours since he had been rescued by General Alenko and Dr. T’Soni from the Mars base, but he had already begun to heal all his fractures. This was one of the great advantages of being himself: James knew that he had been genetically engineered from birth to be the best soldier he could possibly be. His body had been built to produce more testosterone than that of the average human male, allowing him to pack on muscle more easily, and his bones always mended at a much more rapid pace than was usual. He was a human tank, bred for the front lines of war, and injuries like this were common for the kind of soldier he was.

Even knowing these things, Dr. Chakwas, the Normandy’s medic, would not allow James to leave the medical bay until she was entirely satisfied that his condition was stable.

“When you told me that you admired the commander,” she added with annoyance, “I had no idea that meant you also wanted to emulate his stubbornness when it comes to getting proper medical treatment.”

“How is he doing?” asked James, his voice heavy with guilt.

Chakwas sighed, then replied after a few seconds of silently staring at her patient:

“He will be fine Mr. Vega. As I have already explained the wound was not deadly and he will be fully functional in a two to three weeks. The surgery went well; clean and easy. I understand he’s your commanding officer, but if you truly want to help him, he needs you at your best when he recovers rather than spending your time letting guilt eat away at you.”

“Can I see him?” Asked James hopefully, his eyes not meeting those of the doctor, who continued to stare at him intently.

“No, you may not. You are healing quickly, but you are not quite healed yet. You will not be for another hour or so. Shepard needs his rest as well; he may be out of danger, but he is still in great pain.”

James’ feelings were a mess of guilt and anger. If he had only kept his mind on the mission, if he hadn’t gotten that transmission before landing on Mars, everything would have been fine. If he had focused on his surroundings more then Shepard would have never gotten injured taking that bullet for him. He had to see him; he had to see Shepard, to make absolutely sure that he was alright. Only then, he told himself, would he be able to sleep.

“Doc,” he said, desperately trying to make his tone detached, “I want to make sure he is alright.”

Chakwas sighed once more as way of reply and went on:

“Alright, alright. Mr. Vega, I will be watching over Shepard for the next 24 hours to make sure he has everything he needs to feel comfortable. If it would please you, you may fill in for my duties for the next hour or two. Just be careful with your arm and if anything happens, anything at all, call me over the intercom.”

“Thank you doc,” replied James, as he pulled his shirt back on and began to make his way out of the medical bay. Nervous, but determined to see Shepard, he walked to the elevator leading to the commander’s private quarters. The ride up felt longer than it should have, but at last, the elevator's ascent came to an end and its door slid open. James stopped for a few seconds, taking a deep breath to calm his nerves, then finally made his way to Shepard’s door.

Edited it to make the writing better.

Modifié par FoxHound109, 21 novembre 2011 - 04:44 .

[littlenikki]

Daaang Fox, long post is long (hehe) It's definitely more than alright, Vega's concern for Shepard is so damn sweet I just want to give him snuggles all night long. Love love love the combat scene you started off with, those are always so fun to read. High five for going with the injury scene, yay violence!
And, btw, cliffhangers are so evil you evil evil man

Edit:


Are you guys just trying to kill me??? Cuz I can't do another Vega-induced coma...I can't do it!

Modifié par littlenikki, 21 novembre 2011 - 05:01 .

[Aurora313]

I won't have interwebs for a while at my home. So, savour this while you can.

James Vega was dissatisfied with the current assignment he had been given by Anderson, though he wouldn't deny the necessity of it. He was on Omega, or what was left of it after the Reaper Invasion had been thwarted. For the last two weeks, he had been trying to take a single individual, a woman that he was well acquainted with, and extract her from the station and bring her back to Anderson. Alive and willing if luck was on his side, sedated and utterly pissed off if not. 

Parts of the Station were still scattered with corpses and charred, twisted chucks of metal from when Cerberus tried to take over the station. A radical action to 'establish human dominance' over the lawless cesspool of 'alien filth'. Other areas were still exposed to the void. The corpses of the the dead species and decimated ships orbited the station in a gruesome and horrific display of the brutality that the Reapers had been capable of.

For now, James had altered his credentials and appearance. Rather than using the name 'Vega', he used 'James Sanders' instead, his aunt's maiden name. He treated his skin pigment, made himself look as though he were lightly tanned rather than dark-skinned. His trademark mohawk had been shaven off a few months ago, along with the seemingly permanent stubble along his square jawline. Though he did his best to maintain a short do, it had grown long enough to style into gel. James never did manage to achieve anything more than a marginally alright looking bed-head. The tattoo on his neck had been covered temporarily by a stylised Dragon wing, the rest of the creature extended down to cover the patterns on his arm as well.

He doubted anyone would recognise him and he didn't want to risk any old aquintence that might have survived the Reaper conflict recognising him and decide that they want to settle some old score. During his long stay on Omega after Fehl, James hadn't made many friends. His tendency to be a lone wolf coupled with the untreated post-traumatic stress he suffered during that time, hadn't presented him the opportunity to make any friendships at all. Not that he wanted them, anyway. James was here to complete a mission, nothing else matter.

There were some things that might have been seen as out of place if someone decided to check his credentials closely, but this was Omega. No one checked too closely. James paused his thought for a moment, he won't let them get that close. A violent explosion seemed to echo through the His thoughts were violently interrupted when he unconsciously, damned near instinctively, he reached for the sidearm present on a shoulder-strap. Only relaxing a bit when he realised that the explosion was no where near his location. 

Probably another turf war, he thought to himself, The station really hasn't changed much.

James had no love of most of the criminals here. Something he had decided during his first time on Omega. There were too many fights, too many arguments, too many scum, and too many gang-wars. Though, the more James thought about it, Omega was really one of the only 'safe' locations left in the Galaxy. When the Reapers invaded, practically the entire galactic community had been left in a state of anarchy. The Citadel, the seat of Power, had been in an even worse state in the Aftermath of the full-scale invasion than the single Reaper attack only three years previous. The Councillors were dead, and each individual civilisation was more interesting in trying to rebuild their shattered cultures.

Even the Alliance and humanity had fallen apart. The government had been literally split down to its very core. The galaxy had survived, only to be thrown into chaos in the aftermath. Only a few people had the courage to try and re-establish some semblance of order and democracy. A movement called 'Halcyon'. The people that James was now working for, or rather, working with. He didn't have any interest in galactic politics, but he wanted his skills to be of use. 

Despite only being the relatively young age of thirty, he was already a veteran of both the Collector War and the Reaper War. Above all else, he was a solider and he didn't want to hire himself out to Aria T'loak, the self-proclaimed Pirate queen. He wasn't eager to sell out his talents to someone like her, though he had a profound respect for someone who managed to gain a sort of pseudo dominance of the lawless inhabitants.

It was the best place to drop off the map and hide, no one would expect to find a former Alliance Marine hiding out in some back-alley bar playing Skyllian Five and starting barroom brawls. Of course, James was the exception to the rule. Despite his valiant attempts to drop off the galactic map as is were, Admiral Anderson found him in the middle of handing some Batarian's ass to him. 

James would admit that he had some twisted sense of pride and primal enjoyment from beating them down with his bare hands. He had been angry back then, taking it out in any way possible. From dominating card games to letting his fists do his talking for him. It took him only a moment longer to reach his temporary residence. A small one room apartment. He waved his hand over the biometric sensor on the door panel. With a click it opened with a swoosh, and Vega quickly went inside. 

Locking the door behind him, immediately, James noticed somethings out of place. A small light bled in through the other door leading to the bedroom. He drew his hand cannon from the holster on his shirt. Someone had been here, James was careful to turn off EVERYTHING before he left. Caution tempering his actions, James moved forward, keeping on his toes and his steps light.

Before he could move more than a few paces, the whirring click of a gun aimed at his head caused him to stiffen.

"Drop it!" The voice cut through the darkness. It was hoarse, cold and tainted fully with the intention of ending his life.

"Shepard?" James turned his head, his eyes had adjusted to the dark. Not enough to make out outstanding details, but the light from the cast on his intruder's face. Enough to see the shock and realisation dawn on her.

"James?"

Modifié par Aurora313, 21 novembre 2011 - 05:51 .

[ODST 3]

Vega seems like a hispanic and possibly bi Jacob. What's the point? If anyone's going to be sacrificed for earth, he'll be first in line.

[FoxHound109]

I think I might stop writing this fanfic. I have no idea where to take it and I don't have the time to come up with something right now during finals week. I wanted to develop Vega's/Shepard's romance, but I ended up trying to cut it and take shortcuts. This is the little bit I came up with (this the continuation of when James leaves the medical bay to go watch for Shepard):

The door opened, and James stood frozen, staring across the commander’s personal quarters to where Shepard stood by a bed, stubbornly refusing to rest. The two made eye contact as a silence stretched on, and then in a few brusque steps James had closed the distance between them. Without thought, almost instinctually, his left hand reached for the back of Shepard’s head and pulled him with some force toward his own face. Their lips locked and James’ worries were gone, replaced by a hunger he could barely control. He could feel Shepard’s body close to his; strong, warm…inviting.

“I’m sorry,” James whispered as he pulled away, afraid that he would physically hurt Shepard; he was, after all, much taller and stronger, and Shepard was still injured. “I put you at risk. I shouldn’t have. I should have been paying attention, I should have –“

“You kept me alive,” replied John Shepard. “You did your job. Hell, you even took out an Asari commando with your fists if what I’m hearing is right. ”

It sounds...awkward to me. Like I'm writing Twilight! LOL! I stopped writing when I read it back. D:

Ideas?

Modifié par FoxHound109, 21 novembre 2011 - 06:25 .

[littlenikki]

Well, if you're not feeling it don't force yourself to write something FoxHound. It's supposed to be something fun for you, when it becomes anything but then its time to step back and let your mind play around with a few ideas but not feel forced to write something down. I think you're off to a great start, but maybe you just need to see some more footage of Vega in action to get a better feel for his character and what he might say/do? Just an opinion, and personally how I've been feeling about the fanfic I started but have yet to update.

Sometimes its best to have something planned out, other times its best to go in and let the scene play out in your head. Again, it all comes down to personal preference

Edit: So strange...this just seems suddenly revelent to me. No idea why

Modifié par littlenikki, 21 novembre 2011 - 06:32 .

[FoxHound109]

I AM having fun, ha, ha! I just feel like jumping right to that scene is awkward. Is it any good?

[littlenikki]

FoxHound109 wrote...

I AM having fun, ha, ha! I just feel like jumping right to that scene is awkward. Is it any good?

Well I mean its not like they're dry humping against the fishtank or something, so I wouldn't say you're rushing anything  It's hard not to feel a sort of awkwardness when it's just the two characters alone with each other this early in their relationship, so maybe include more scenes where they bond over missions and other sorts of group activities? I think it may be the bedroom vibe that's making you feel like you are rushing things.

[FoxHound109]

Possibly. I was sort of thinking of putting them together already and seeing how difficult that might be for both of them. Not sure if I have the talent to pull that off just yet. Ha, ha!

[littlenikki]

FoxHound109 wrote...

Possibly. I was sort of thinking of putting them together already and seeing how difficult that might be for both of them. Not sure if I have the talent to pull that off just yet. Ha, ha!

You could always just write it as a One-Shot if you want them to have an already pre-established relationship and want to follow a specific scenario, ala the kink memes and such. It's do-able for sure. Like I said I think you're already off to a great start, so I'll def be paying attention to see what happens next (let me just add, dry humping against the fishtank is definitely not something I would hate to read about )

@Aurora I see wut u did thur  And this line is amazing "Alive and willing if luck was on his side, sedated and utterly pissed off if not."

Modifié par littlenikki, 21 novembre 2011 - 06:59 .

[Drinking Shepard]

FoxHound109 wrote...

Okay, so I wrote a little bit more today. It's kind only alright, but hopefully you guys like it.

Here's the part I posted a while back. If you've already read it, then feel free to skip it, but since I don't have a fanfic account I can't really link to it.

Wow, that was great! :wizard:   Can't wait to read the Shep-Vega dialogue!

[Negam]

FoxHound109 wrote...

Okay, so I wrote a little bit more today. It's kind only alright, but hopefully you guys like it.

Here's
the part I posted a while back. If you've already read it, then feel
free to skip it, but since I don't have a fanfic account I can't really
link to it.

*snip*

Here's the part I wrote today:

*snip*

Edited it to make the writing better.

FoxHound109 wrote...

I think I might stop writing this
fanfic. I have no idea where to take it and I don't have the time to
come up with something right now during finals week. I wanted to develop
Vega's/Shepard's romance, but I ended up trying to cut it and take
shortcuts. This is the little bit I came up with (this the continuation
of when James leaves the medical bay to go watch for Shepard):

*snip*

It sounds...awkward to me. Like I'm writing Twilight! LOL! I stopped writing when I read it back. D:

Ideas?

Bravo, Foxy!!!   I just read your fanfic and I loved it. I agree with Littlenikki: James' concern for Shepard is lovely. And seems like you have a flair for storytelling.  But the last part seems somewhat rushed. At first you seem to suggest James cares for Shepard but only because of John being his superior officer and because of the events on Fehl. But when he meets Shepard, James kisses him out of the blue. I think the kiss feels gratuitous at this point. I was expecting some awkward flirting ensuing. I think you should take your time to rewrite this part and slow things down. Other than that your fanfic is perfect. <3

Modifié par Negam, 21 novembre 2011 - 08:36 .

[ODST 3]

So it seems the gays have really latched onto Vega. I assume he's confirmed as gay or both?

[Ryzaki]

This pic...OMG this pic. <3

If only I could draw this well.

[manonyuf]

Just dropping in to show my love and support for Vega!
I've been hoping for a new and *different* male human character since the beginning. To be honest, I could never *really* get to like neither Kaidan nor Jacob (for some reason they are just too boring for me), but I have high hopes for this one! Here's to hoping he's also a romance option But even if he's not, I'm sure he'll be awesome, and I'll still have Garrus!

[KPiGame]

[quote]Jilinna wrote...

[quote]AllianceN7Marine wrote...

--snippy snip--

Vegas only line when wearing this armor "I'll Be Back"[/quote]

^^ lol.

Well what will be his only line when wearing no armor?



By: Inside_Joke
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I'm sexy and I know it 

[Jilinna]

Calla S wrote...

Jilinna wrote...
@ Calla - I just finished reading your next chapter, and thought it was great! I like how your slowly getting your character involved with Vega, instead of jumping full throttle into the romantic bits! Makes the steamy bits feel more rewarding when/if they happen. Also I love the interaction between your Shepard and Anderson!

Thank you! I'm glad you enjoyed it. I'm heading in slowly because I prefer that sort of pace, rather than the breakneck speed most people approach the romances in-game. I want it to feel natural, you know? Like I'm documenting it rather than pushing them together.

And thank you again! He has a bigger role to play in her life and the grand scheme of things than most of my Shepards. I'm really proud of where that's heading, too!

Yeah I know exactly what you mean! Makes the relationship seem more realistic because your taking the relationship on a slower pace. I don't know about you guys but I usually get to know the person first, and then from there the relationship with the person sometimes evolves into a greater attraction. I can't say I have had the love at first sight experience yet.

@Foxy- Finally found some time to read your fanfic and overall It was very well done and a pleasure to read!

I do though have a few constructive comments, and there all out of love, so take them as you will. <3  **PS: BSN needs a hug emote!**

FoxHound109 wrote...

Possibly. I was sort of thinking of putting them together already and seeing how difficult that might be for
both of them. Not sure if I have the talent to pull that off just yet. Ha, ha!

If you do this, that is, making them have already begun there relationship outside of your fanfic, than you needed to of made it perfectly obvious to the reader that the relationship between Shepard and Vega has already grown out of the friend-zone.

If I didn't already have previous knowledge that you were going to make a fic that showcased a romance between the two, I wouldn't of known they were already in a relationship until reading the kiss scene. Don't get me wrong, I still loved the fighting scene but I think Vega should of shown more affection and blatantly obvious concern for the man he cared for, who is bleeding and might die. Maybe by having James go through some worse case scenarios in his head, or him remembering the time they spent together, or regrets if shepard died, maybe that could of gotten the point across that they had already admitted feelings toward each other.

Also its alot harder to write for a character we know little about! So I applaud you for taking that risk and I think it worked out in your favor! I think if you had written the story with Shepards point of view, and thoughts, you would of felt more comfortable with the fanfic.

So food for thought. I think this fic has great potential, you can if you desire leave everything the way it is currently but just change the kiss scene with a more flirty scene that showcased the relationship, and ended the fic on a sweet affectionate note if you desired to finish this fanfic.

Another suggestion is if your really adamant on having the relationship between Shepard and Vega something that has already been starting to nurture and occurs off screen, than I would suggest editing a bit of your fanfic to reflect that a relationship between Vega and Shepard has already commenced.

To end on a positive note, I found while I was reading you can tell you were having a lot of fun writing it! I could picture perfectly what was happening through out the fanfic which was awesome! For me a good fanfic is one where I can see it happening right before for my eyes! So Bravo! <3

EDIT: Sorry it is so long! Btw I think you should create a fanfic account! If you need anyone to read over your writing for you let me know I am more than happy to help when I am not studing for my humanities exams and such.

Modifié par Jilinna, 21 novembre 2011 - 10:01 .

[FoxHound109]

Thanks guys! I think I'll re-write the last scene and really take the story somewhere, with the romance developing later into the story. It might take me some time to get it done though.

for all!

[Negam]

ODST 3 wrote...

So it seems the gays have really latched onto Vega. I assume he's confirmed as gay or both?

I love when people call us homosexual men "the gays". Sounds so coldly distant and artificially respectful. Makes me smile.

[Aurora313]

On earth.

Shepard: Huh...
Vega: Something wrong, Commander?
Shepard: ...
Vega: Shepard?
Shepard: Hm?
Vega: What's the problem? You've been spacing out a lot today.
Shepard: Nah-nah, there's nothing. It's just that there was something important I was supposed to do today, and I forgot what.
Vega: ... *thinking* Nothing really comes to mind. There's nothing scheduled for today.
Shepard: .... *leaning back in her chair* Huh. Oh well. If it's important some-half scared errand boy'll come running.
Vega: I suppose. Anyway, I got a pack of cards with me today. Wanna play some Skyllian?
Shepard: No because You'll kick my ass.
Vega: Gin?
Shepard: Too easy.
Vega: Name a game then.
Shepard: Truthfully I would like to go play basketball, but I doubt I'd be allowed off-site.
Vega: 'Without escort'. You can, if I'm there to 'guard' you. So, you want to play or not?
Shepard: James, are you challenging me to a match?
Vega: I suppose to.
Shepard: *gets up out of her seat.* Alright mate. Bring it on.
Vega: I'll kick your ass.
Shepard: *teasing* Don't make promises you can't keep.

[KPiGame]

Aurora313 wrote...

On earth.

Shepard: Huh...
Vega: Something wrong, Commander?
Shepard: ...
Vega: Shepard?
Shepard: Hm?
Vega: What's the problem? You've been spacing out a lot today.
Shepard: Nah-nah, there's nothing. It's just that there was something important I was supposed to do today, and I forgot what.
Vega: ... *thinking* Nothing really comes to mind. There's nothing scheduled for today.
Shepard: .... *leaning back in her chair* Huh. Oh well. If it's important some-half scared errand boy'll come running.
Vega: I suppose. Anyway, I got a pack of cards with me today. Wanna play some Skyllian?
Shepard: No because You'll kick my ass.
Vega: Gin?
Shepard: Too easy.
Vega: Name a game then.
Shepard: Truthfully I would like to go play basketball, but I doubt I'd be allowed off-site.
Vega: 'Without escort'. You can, if I'm there to 'guard' you. So, you want to play or not?
Shepard: James, are you challenging me to a match?
Vega: I suppose to.
Shepard: *gets up out of her seat.* Alright mate. Bring it on.
Vega: I'll kick your ass.
Shepard: *teasing* Don't make promises you can't keep.

That's a good one Aurora <3 I liked where Shep was like "Nope you'll kick my ass" it was funny  

[littlenikki]

@Aurora You know you've been reading too much kink memes when every conversation you read is expectantly leading to sex....Love the convo though, once I dragged my mind out of the gutter!

[Aurora313]

Want me to write a more cruel/ruthless one? Cause I've got a scene in my mind (can actually see Vega doing something like that, especially if he likes/is attracted to Shepard). But I'm really uncertain about writing it, might destroy or somehow spit on the image of Vega we've got so far.

[littlenikki]

Aurora313 wrote...

Want me to write a more cruel/ruthless one? Cause I've got a scene in my mind (can actually see Vega doing something like that, especially if he likes/is attracted to Shepard). But I'm really uncertain about writing it, might destroy or somehow spit on the image of Vega we've got so far.

Something flirty? Oh god yes, with the fire of a thousand burning, exploding suns YES! Something where he's cruel as in mean? That might be a bit too out of character for him. From the few lines of conversation I read from the beta leaks Vega definitely struck me as someone not afraid to be flirtatious with Shepard, whether he initiates it or not that could be up to you (though it's probably Shep making the firsts moves in-game per usual...cept for Anders which is why I  him so)

Sorry if I'm a bit too eager for the steamy/fluffy stuff, very much missing my own marine atm  Reading naughty fanfics tends to help keep my mind off things...