Mass Effect: Punch Out
Somwhere in space, Normandy, evening, cargo hold:
"So? Are you ready yet, Sih
Shepard?" Thane closed his double lidded eyes, taking a deep breath and habitually whispering some prayers to Amon Kira.
Though the upcoming event could hardly be classified as 'hunt' but as known old habits die hard
Without opening his eyes drell slowly stood forward, raising his scaly hands like following some exotic dance, his fingers moved so slowly and carefully, like he was holding and caressing the fragile waist of his dance partner: another silent step followed by another slow elegant winding. Even the air around him didn`t move not a wave, not a sound, nothing
Thane was a stillness and silence in carnet at this moment, just as the death itself.
When his last exercise was finally over the drell opened his eye, feeling the lightness in his chest and pleasant flow of energy pulsing in his veins this respiratory gymnastics he learned a few months ago was something truly am
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" The always confident turian with horrible scars on the right 'cheek' looked down, hiding his small eagle eyes.
If Jane wouldn`t know better she`d think he was confused. She couldn`t wipe the sly grin off her face, watching the fearless Garrus being caught in the claws of his own baize. Though they did sometimes have most opened and frank talks Jane Shepard was still a woman, and there was some things he shouldn`t have boasted before her, and as it often happens to men, he realized it a bit late. So he tried to save the talk and softly end the subject
There are lots of ways to get off stress, I suppose!"
Jane`s sly grin widened and occupied almost half of her face, making Vakarian feel like he was sitting on the frying pan.
'Damn it, woman, stop glancing!' this thought pulsed in his head, like a steam vent.
"So?" She moved a bit forward, leaning the elbows on