Mresa wrote...
What does he really say that?
Also that pic...
I'm sure he's just carrying her to safety where she wakes up and then they make out.
Yup, I go with that.
It's his banter after doing the Grissom Academy mission.
Mresa wrote...
What does he really say that?
Also that pic...
I'm sure he's just carrying her to safety where she wakes up and then they make out.
Yup, I go with that.
Castanea wrote...
It's his banter after doing the Grissom Academy mission.
Mresa wrote...
Castanea wrote...
It's his banter after doing the Grissom Academy mission.
Damn I must have missed it, can't remember it at all.
Was it a banter aboard the Normandy?
TripLight wrote...
Mresa wrote...
Damn I must have missed it, can't remember it at all.
Was it a banter aboard the Normandy?
Yep, just click on him a few times and he has about 4 things to say after Grissom.
Castanea wrote...
TripLight wrote...
Mresa wrote...
Damn I must have missed it, can't remember it at all.
Was it a banter aboard the Normandy?
Yep, just click on him a few times and he has about 4 things to say after Grissom.
I always click on him until he finally says "Not right now" in that tone that makes my Shepard feel like she's a child begging to be played with. >_>
Castanea wrote...
I always click on him until he finally says "Not right now" in that tone that makes my Shepard feel like she's a child begging to be played with. >_>
Sable Rhapsody wrote...
Castanea wrote...
I always click on him until he finally says "Not right now" in that tone that makes my Shepard feel like she's a child begging to be played with. >_>
I like his "not right now" and "later" comments, it gives me the mental image of Shep trying to make out with him in the middle of the battery
Sable Rhapsody wrote...
Castanea wrote...
I always click on him until he finally says "Not right now" in that tone that makes my Shepard feel like she's a child begging to be played with. >_>
I like his "not right now" and "later" comments, it gives me the mental image of Shep trying to make out with him in the middle of the battery
Castanea wrote...
Well, there's certainly a hidden.. undertone to those comments.
Sinilin wrote...
I'm feeling very depressed about the ending right now.Can anyone suggest good Garrus & Shepard fanfiction?
My favourite classes are vanguard, sentinel and adept. I love tech and biotic skills.
Modifié par Lethania, 18 mars 2012 - 07:42 .
Modifié par Lethania, 18 mars 2012 - 07:41 .
Lethania wrote...
I found another one! Damn good you can track your comments on Deviantart
http://dionnejinn.de...allery/35835373
Castanea wrote...
Sable Rhapsody wrote...
Castanea wrote...
I always click on him until he finally says "Not right now" in that tone that makes my Shepard feel like she's a child begging to be played with. >_>
I like his "not right now" and "later" comments, it gives me the mental image of Shep trying to make out with him in the middle of the battery
Well, there's certainly a hidden.. undertone to those comments.
Lethania wrote...
Sinilin wrote...
I'm feeling very depressed about the ending right now.Can anyone suggest good Garrus & Shepard fanfiction?
My favourite classes are vanguard, sentinel and adept. I love tech and biotic skills.
My fav this far:
http://www.fanfictio..._and_Vigilantes
Some random nice stuff:
http://xx--alice--xx...e garrus&qo=239
Reading this one atm too, I have a little problem iwth how it is beign written. I prefer past tens instead of the present. But it isn't bad.
http://www.fanfictio.../If_You_Need_Me
I'm sure I have more, lost the links though
I come back to the warm embrace of the Garrus fanclub...to this. Beautiful butCue Music:
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An eerie silence suddenly haunted the rubble and half standing buildings in London.
Soldiers crouched in their defensive postures, fear and pain blended on their features as they waited wordlessly for the cloak of death to sweep over them.
A swift tremor made the ground underneath London shake as the first Reaper fell to its death. Then another. Then another.
A rallying cry of victory spread over the troops like wildfire as they watched the Reapers burn on Earth’s own soil. Some threw down their guns. Some lifted their hands into the air in relief and astonishment. Some embraced.
They had won.
They had defeated the Reapers.
Garrus stood from behind his cover. His features were mute as his gaze roamed over the wreckage before him. What was once the beam leading to the Citadel was now a graveyard full of burning or dead Reapers. He could hear the cries of victory but only barely. He carelessly dropped his rifle on the ground beside him and began to wander aimlessly.
“Shepard,” he whispered to himself, his voice hoarse and drowned with emotion. He crouched near a pile of rubble and quickly began to throw debris out of his way, digging and searching for any clues of her. “Shepard.” He said again, this time a little louder for those nearby to hear.
When his search came up empty, he ran across to another pile of rubble and quickly began heaving everything out of his way. Deeper down within the pile of wreckage he finally caught site of fingers. Human fingers. Despite being wounded himself, he completely ignored the cold, nagging feeling of pain to lift a heavy piece of rubble out of his way. A helmet came into view. His heart burst into his throat in anticipation as he began to pull the feminine form out of the grey remains.
He pulled the body gently into his arms and lifted the helmet from the woman’s head. His heart twisted in pain and his knees began to tremble as the wound on his side continued to bleed. As the helmet fully dislodged, he looked on in horror. Rage welled within his chest.
He let the body of the stranger gently fall to the ground. “Shepard!” His voice was distressed now, hurt and desperation edging into his tone.
He was beginning to attract a large crowd of strangers and friends alike as his search continued. Some looked on in stricken horror; realization finally crowding into the edges of their consciousness at the reality of the situation. Others watched him search with sympathy and compassion in their hearts at the turian’s loss; wouldn’t they be doing this search in a few hours too? For friends and loved ones?
Tali’Zorah began to step forward to try and reach Garrus before Liara lifted her arm, barring the way.
“Look at him, Liara.” The quarian begged, tears beginning to form in her own eyes in the shadowy emptiness of her helmet. “He’s--.”
“I know,” Liara responded softly as she took the quarian woman into her arms, comforting her. “Let him grieve.”
“Shepard!” Garrus called again as he looked around at the empty faces of the people watching him.
As he searched through another haphazard pile of rubble he felt his heart begin to sink. He was losing hope of finding her. An echo of remembrance passed hazily through his mind as he clawed his way through the stone. If this thing goes sideways. . .
He shook the memory from his thoughts and began to heave some kind of large stone post out of the way. When he didn’t find her there he turned his back on the people who were watching him and stared out into the distance for a long time. His features and eyes were blank; emotion had been stripped from each purposefully as his heart began to drip away into an empty void.
“The one thing to go right. . .” He murmured softly to himself and began to shake his head.
A soft rumble of debris off to his left caught his attention. Small, rock sized pieces of rubble were crumbling down and near his feet. He took a breath and then slowly maneuvered around a few walls and beams.
His heart soared.
A battered and badly injured Shepard lay under a small amount of debris. With a rush of anxiety and adrenaline he picked the rubble off of her form in a matter of minutes.
“Shepard?” He murmured to her worriedly in between breaths as she didn’t respond.
With the last of his strength he hesitantly lifted the woman’s body in his arms and cradled her like he’d studied in those ‘human marriage’ vids. His eyes fell to the damaged armor on her chest. She wasn’t breathing.
He took a breath and began to walk forward. They left the hidden pile of rubble and began to face the crowd of spectators. Together.
He didn’t know where he was going. He looked down at her lifeless form again, his eyes drifting over her bruised and cut face. He gently kissed her cheek and then, as proudly as he could, began to carry the hero’s form away from the spot of her death.
As the soldier’s began to take notice of Commander Shepard’s form in the turian’s arms, they began to form a single line on either side for him to walk in between.
As he passed by each man and woman on either side of him, no matter of gender or race, their hands would proudly and respectfully rise to their foreheads in salute.
There was no end in sight for those paying their respects to their beloved hero. So Garrus did what he knew best.
He kept walking.
Blood started to drip from both of their forms as he ambled, small puddles intertwining on the ground to embody their journey together.
“You know, Shepard. . .” Garrus whispered gently in her ear as he walked. “. . .I’d do anything to have you bac--.”
Shepard breathed in deeply, frantically, as if waking from the dead. She was feeble, and barely aware of her surroundings, but she slowly began to realize that she was being carried. Her initial vision was nothing but darkness and as she blinked, the cold and hard reality set in that no matter how many times she blinked nothing would change. She coughed meekly.
“Shepard,” Garrus said to her, his tone warm and loving.
“Garrus,” Shepard finally choked out in a whisper as blood seeped from her mouth. "Don't leave me."
Garrus kissed her forehead and replied to her as earnestly as he could.
"I'm here Shepard; I'm here. You'll never be alone."
He fell to the ground on his knees as the last of his strength left him. He gently swung her back and forth affectionately as his own wounds began to be too much for him.
"Never."
Sinilin wrote...
Castanea wrote...
Well, there's certainly a hidden.. undertone to those comments.
Totally agree with that.Especially Garrus saying "later" is just so..... *swoons* My Shepard just wants to drag him up to the captain's quarters.
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Karrie788 wrote...
Sinilin wrote...
Castanea wrote...
Well, there's certainly a hidden.. undertone to those comments.
Totally agree with that.Especially Garrus saying "later" is just so..... *swoons* My Shepard just wants to drag him up to the captain's quarters.
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Are the comments the same for an unromanced Shep?
Sinilin wrote...
Thank you! I totally need my Garrus fix right now.![]()
Jackiedeex7 wrote...
Still working on my second time through. Went to go look for Garrus and he wasn't in the battery... so I clicked the map and it said he was in the lounge... with Liara
<_< Jealousy monster attack
Castanea wrote...
If you're gonna be jealous of anyone be jealous of Tali.She's the one that gets him if Shep doesn't. And I sense Liara only has Shepard-goggles on.
Karrie788 wrote...
Meh, he brags about his accomplishments several times in the game, and not just to girls. Just sitting there casually in the lounge. Being all suave and badass.
Modifié par Jackiedeex7, 18 mars 2012 - 11:55 .