Garrus sparring with various crew on the Normandy would probably result in many of them getting their asses handed to them.
Then FemShep comes on the scene.
FemShep: So, Garrus. Feel like blowing off some steam?
Garrus: I didn't know you were into full contact sparring, Commander.
FemShep: Mmm hmm. Emphasis on the 'full contact'.
Garrus: Oh. ...OK.
They spar. Garrus kicks the crap out of FemShep, much to her anoyance.
FemShep: Garrus, what the hell?!
Garrus: Sorry, Commander. I thought -
FemShep: What part of 'blowing off steam' did you not understand?
Garrus: I... uh - all of it?
FemShep: You punched me. You actually punched me.
Mordin: If I may interject, Commander. Turian capacity for subtlty, underdeveloped. In future suggest speaking bluntly in matters of *ahem* intercourse.
FemShep glares at Garrus. The penny drops. Garrus looks embarrassed.
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Modifié par janeym27, 10 avril 2010 - 10:39 .