Something silly I wrote. It's probably out-of-character, but whatever. I know that Samara had a pretty crazy past. She owned negligees, after all.
Normandy SR-2.
Shepard has convinced Samara to come aboard the ship, so that they can spend time together. The Starboard Observation Deck has been cleared, and the room is silent. Samara and Shepard sit side-by-side, meditating in the spot she used to occupy when the Collectors were still a threat. After meditating for half-an-hour, they finish and stand. Shepard, however, has something up his sleeve.
Shepard queues up Blitz on his omnitool and begins dancing, holding out his hand for Samara.Samara (
looking at him): "Shepard?"
Shepard (
dancing): "Samara, dance with me."
Samara: "Shepard, I must go. My shuttle leaves soon."
Shepard (
dancing): "You sure?"
Samara: "I insist."
Shepard
(stopping): "Alright."
Samara: "I enjoyed spending time with you, Commander."
Shepard: "I enjoyed seeing you again, Samara."
Shepard gives Samara a playful look and raises an eyebrow. He restarts the music and resumes dancing.
Samara: "Shepard..."
Shepard (
dancing): "Samara, don't make me dance by myself here."
Samara (
stifling laughter): "Shepard, please."
Shepard (
stopping): "Good luck, Samara."
Samara: "May the Goddess protect you, Shepard."
Samara walks through the door, but stops. She turns to look at the Commander, a smile on her face.Samara: "When I was a Maiden, I would dance for days on end. No longer. However, I must admit, I was never more tempted to dance than I was today."
Shepard (
smiling): "Glad I impressed you."
Samara: "We will meet again, Shepard."
Shepard: "I hope so."
Modifié par Premier Bromanov, 22 mars 2012 - 10:25 .