Just a Kiss (Shakarian)Calibrating. Calibrating. Calibrating. The Mako had been put under a great deal of fire and handled with less care than it should have been. So there he was, awake long after the others. Even the requisitions’ officer, who had a tendency to stay up late to ensure all of his licenses were up to date, had called it a night. Other than the muffled hum of the drive core and hushed blips of his terminal, Garrus was the only body displaying signs of consciousness.More Like This
Suspension Durability Diagnostics Running
Estimated Time Remaining: 15 minutes.
Fifteen minutes of reprieve from the glowing screen. Garrus shuffled a bit from his station and stretched. He lulled his neck from side to side, rolled his shoulders, contemplated grabbing a few winks, rejected it, shifted his hips, then leaned against the Mako. He flexed his talons a couple times each as he observed the nearly empty shuttle bay. Blue eyes moved over Gunnery Chief Ashley Williams’ st