Again, thank you to Kikaimegami for the story idea.
Charla and Legion walked through the markets of Zakera Ward. Charla had convinced Legion to go shopping with her, and she was really enjoying it. She had never brought a guy shopping with her before, and she was really excited about it. She was mostly looking for some new clothes, most of her current clothes were torn or burned in places because of the missions she had been doing with Shepard. She didn't mind wearing those on missions, but for time on the Normandy and whenever they visited a hub she wanted something that looked a little nicer.
They had visited 3 stores already, but they hadn't found any colors that Charla really liked. Everything was too flashy here, either it was over decorated or there was too much color on it. They walked out of the third store when a young turian walked up to Charla.
"Hey, you're looking pretty good." The turian said, walking along side of her.
"Thank you for the compliment sir." Charla responded kindly, her mandibles spreading slightly.
"It's my pleasure. What is a beautiful girl like you doing down her on Zakera?" The turian continued.
"Just looking for some new clothes, and enjoying the sights." Charla responded, still happy to be greeted so kindly.
"You know, there are some really good stores and sights up on the presidium. I could show you around there a little if you want." The turian said.
"Oh thank you, but I'm alright here. The presidium is so expensive." Charla remarked, mandibles still opened.
"Well then maybe I can get you some lunch? I know a few good places." The turian persisted as they stopped walking.
"Oh, I'm alright. I already ate." Charla said politely.
"How about hitting a club? There is a really cool one near hear, Darkstar." The turian asked.
"No thanks." Charla responded politely.
"Oh come on, it will be fun." The turian said, grabbing Charla's arm.
"No." Charla dropped her happy tone, and her mandibles pressed against her face.
"We request that you release Charla." Legion said as he stepped behind the male turian.
The turian looked over his shoulder. "What the...What is this?"
"Release Charla." Legion repeated, the flaps on his head lifting and rotating forward, resembling a frill.
"Is this your personal assistant or something?" The turian asked, looking back at Charla.
"No." Charla responded.
Legion grabbed the male turian by the ring around his shoulders, lifting him into the air, causing the turian to let go of Charla's arm.
"He's my boyfriend." Charla said proudly.
"What? You're crazy lady." The turian said. Legion quickly threw the turian into a nearby railing, his gut impacting the metal, knocking him out.
"Was that necissary?" Charla asked Legion.
Legion's head flaps returned to their usual position as he looked down into Charla's eyes. "We saw his advances as a threat to Charla. Action was justified." Legion responded.
"He wasn't threatening me Legion, he was just trying to get me to go on a date. You had know that from all of your extranet searches?" Charla said suspiciously.
"Affirmative." Legion responded, his head flaps rising and falling as he spoke.
"Then why did you step in like that?" Charla asked.
Legion stood quiet for a second, his eye opening wider. "No data available."
Charla looked at him for a moment. Then her mandibles spread out again, "Thank you Legion."